<?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-37111591</id><updated>2011-12-31T22:53:09.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful Heartz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-2073254496640235128</id><published>2011-12-31T18:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:53:09.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2011~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;In approximately 1.5 hours later, the year 2011 will come to an end and that will spark the start of the new year 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;The year 2011 has been a year with many ups and downs. I would also describe it as a very eventful year. The first event that sparks the beginning of 2011 was Ching Kit &amp;amp; Alexis' wedding which was so awesomely fun because it totally felt like prom night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;There were many other people's weddings as well. It seems that this is the period whereby a lot of people are getting married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;The year 2011 is also a year with many changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;- I graduated from Polytechnic with a Diploma in Hotel &amp;amp; Hospitality Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;- I entered SIM Global (RMIT University) taking a Bachelor of Business Management and even attained one year of exemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;- I became a DGL of GIGGLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;- I grew to appreciate the friends that I have to a whole new level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;- I began to pray more often and be serious in prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;- I can see that God has worked in my life for the past year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;The list goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;My life hasn't been perfect or easy for the past one year. However, I would say that my life has been blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I thank God for my family~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIGLJEH8cJc/Tv8ecIMQ9jI/AAAAAAAAFW4/5I4A2vCzttI/s320/SDC13092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692301922603693618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VeQQS2be2P4/Tv8ebwEhpVI/AAAAAAAAFWo/DKnN_cNLK9I/s320/SDC13087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692301916128781650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Hobart (Big bro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0lDnuXVaFY/Tv8edne7oTI/AAAAAAAAFXM/7-HchIrdQzI/s320/SDC13089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692301948183355698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Darius (2nd Bro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VeQQS2be2P4/Tv8ebwEhpVI/AAAAAAAAFWo/DKnN_cNLK9I/s1600/SDC13087.JPG"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6yVx_uiRek/Tv8egsVbPdI/AAAAAAAAFXY/WjDfbhJK9Lw/s320/P5020025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692302001025269202" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;And my other relatives~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUgWqSBD8eA/Tv8edPjkXJI/AAAAAAAAFXA/ng6h69qyImg/s320/P25-12-11_20.19%255B01%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692301941760351378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;I also want to thank God for GIGGLEs, though it wasn't easy leading this bunch of kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPQ6fvb5z2U/Tv8cxjVWXUI/AAAAAAAAFWM/IjFCB61kou4/s1600/180797_501915546377_726631377_6676661_8279005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPQ6fvb5z2U/Tv8cxjVWXUI/AAAAAAAAFWM/IjFCB61kou4/s320/180797_501915546377_726631377_6676661_8279005_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692300091643551042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDPvKwgrvdU/Tv8cw71M6BI/AAAAAAAAFWA/3Q6ZSPjX8G8/s1600/167200_500199601377_726631377_6651481_7761670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDPvKwgrvdU/Tv8cw71M6BI/AAAAAAAAFWA/3Q6ZSPjX8G8/s320/167200_500199601377_726631377_6651481_7761670_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692300081039730706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDPvKwgrvdU/Tv8cw71M6BI/AAAAAAAAFWA/3Q6ZSPjX8G8/s1600/167200_500199601377_726631377_6651481_7761670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aPQ6fvb5z2U/Tv8cxjVWXUI/AAAAAAAAFWM/IjFCB61kou4/s1600/180797_501915546377_726631377_6676661_8279005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Acma716-25U/Tv8cyBJhG2I/AAAAAAAAFWY/eka-BmUNIsM/s320/320884_10150274494221378_726631377_8238506_2333473_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692300099646987106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt4_af4HFps/Tv8cw4xxHhI/AAAAAAAAFVw/l3woCOR2Ui8/s1600/388225_10150436894761378_726631377_9076777_1930667177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3jqF653s13A/Tv8cwnXJE4I/AAAAAAAAFVo/VaH09Y7q4m8/s320/271054_10150219135256378_726631377_7743051_6519442_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692300075544941442" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt4_af4HFps/Tv8cw4xxHhI/AAAAAAAAFVw/l3woCOR2Ui8/s320/388225_10150436894761378_726631377_9076777_1930667177_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692300080220020242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;And most importantly, I want to thank God for my favourite girls, RIBS!!! &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This has been the year whereby I really learn to appreciate friendship and love because of RIBS. I'm really so happy to have these girls with me in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;This whole year has been filled with so much fun because of them. Plus, we have snapped sooooooooooooooo many lovely, funny and fabulous photos together! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHGSFkQEb6I/Tv8cHdA9DlI/AAAAAAAAFVI/8bPuvhn6l50/s1600/299557_10150859125025058_855895057_20791643_133859054_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JLYd116-hzQ/Tv8cFx4aXAI/AAAAAAAAFUw/tUXIFXMG_hc/s320/198597_10150112147380994_731815993_6621166_1733506_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692299339634465794" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7xDPn8mO4w/Tv8cIb3skMI/AAAAAAAAFVU/qGYZ20FZv8Q/s320/218780_10150178728905994_731815993_7064632_4123756_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692299385265492162" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHGSFkQEb6I/Tv8cHdA9DlI/AAAAAAAAFVI/8bPuvhn6l50/s320/299557_10150859125025058_855895057_20791643_133859054_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692299368392887890" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JLYd116-hzQ/Tv8cFx4aXAI/AAAAAAAAFUw/tUXIFXMG_hc/s1600/198597_10150112147380994_731815993_6621166_1733506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fBb8bLLrZhU/Tv8cGv7EXqI/AAAAAAAAFU8/l4ir-ovR6vE/s320/384969_10150443487857327_627817326_9198127_1359926539_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692299356288605858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R21Xtw0IgQ/Tv8cFqbBe3I/AAAAAAAAFUk/1e90zuoieQI/s1600/408458_10150447897026848_598651847_8939648_1040534610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R21Xtw0IgQ/Tv8cFqbBe3I/AAAAAAAAFUk/1e90zuoieQI/s320/408458_10150447897026848_598651847_8939648_1040534610_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692299337632152434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really love the people in my life that God has given me. More importantly, thank you God for loving me so dearly and blessing me with such wonderful people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;My life wouldn't been so awesome without God in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Now, I'm just looking forward to the new year ahead with hopes that it'll be a better year. I do foresee challenges coming my way, but I do not pray for an easy way out but just for strength from God to carry me through. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Bye bye 2011 and Hello 2012! HAPPY NEW YEAR~~~ :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-2073254496640235128?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2073254496640235128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=2073254496640235128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2073254496640235128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2073254496640235128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/12/bye-bye-2011.html' title='Bye Bye 2011~'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hIGLJEH8cJc/Tv8ecIMQ9jI/AAAAAAAAFW4/5I4A2vCzttI/s72-c/SDC13092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-122626747084327714</id><published>2011-11-23T13:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:33:13.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's been a looong time since I've blogged! I'm bored and since I've not blog for quite some time, I feel that it's time to update this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E51n9HfTcpY/TsyGjJvAjKI/AAAAAAAAFUc/rP3A0_y6w8Q/s320/holiday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678061168673983650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, it's the holidays now!!! yea... as usual, it can be pretty boring and slack because I have nothing much to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It has been 3 weeks through my holidays and I have another 5-6 more weeks of holidays. Shiok max but at the same time, it can be boring max! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For the past 3 weeks, I have been spending a lot of my time watching dramaaaass!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dramas are so addictive! After watching one episode, you will be "craving" to watch the next. And after you've finished the entire drama, you'll want to watch another drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok... At least I told myself to sleep by 12am every night, or else I'll be watching one episode after another through the night and not sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The very first drama that I watched was "Boys Over Flowers"!!! Love it to the max!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's really awesome especially when the show is filled with cute guys. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Boys Over Flowers (Korean Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fO3cRODrci8/TsyGi7Y65eI/AAAAAAAAFUM/8Yic7K8mY7c/s1600/boys%2Bover%2Bflowers.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fO3cRODrci8/TsyGi7Y65eI/AAAAAAAAFUM/8Yic7K8mY7c/s320/boys%2Bover%2Bflowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678061164823242210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching it, I realised that this particular drama has a Taiwanese version and Japanese version! So I decided to watch them both to compare all the 3 versions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Meteor Garden! (Taiwanese Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Acted by the very well-known F4 themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxMsxm32axU/TsyGbvqBjAI/AAAAAAAAFUA/KrF5hmCXH0U/s1600/meteor%2Bgarden.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxMsxm32axU/TsyGbvqBjAI/AAAAAAAAFUA/KrF5hmCXH0U/s320/meteor%2Bgarden.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678061041414671362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hana Yori Dango (Japanese Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I like this version because it's very animated and funny~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18QhlLa-5Qc/TsyGbMdAVCI/AAAAAAAAFT4/9LOrPIz4c5U/s1600/hana%2Byori%2Bdango.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18QhlLa-5Qc/TsyGbMdAVCI/AAAAAAAAFT4/9LOrPIz4c5U/s320/hana%2Byori%2Bdango.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678061031964824610" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After watching part 1, I proceeded to watch part 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LniRwu6HhE/TsyGbCb5hWI/AAAAAAAAFTg/fYQg-hr8FBg/s1600/hana%2Byori%2Bdango%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LniRwu6HhE/TsyGbCb5hWI/AAAAAAAAFTg/fYQg-hr8FBg/s320/hana%2Byori%2Bdango%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678061029275829602" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And they had part 3 also!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMCm-aTjmYw/TsyGa7w3WoI/AAAAAAAAFTY/BIHUFZDjq9A/s1600/hana%2Byori%2Bdango%2Bfinal.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMCm-aTjmYw/TsyGa7w3WoI/AAAAAAAAFTY/BIHUFZDjq9A/s320/hana%2Byori%2Bdango%2Bfinal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678061027484719746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching all the 3 versions, I cannot conclude which is the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Boys Over Flowers: The guys in this version are the most handsome! Whenever I watch this drama, I'll be mesmerised by it. Plus, it's the most emotional drama among the three versions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Meteor Garden: It's very original and it's cute! Moreover, it's acted by the original F4!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hana Yori Dango: It's the funniest, cutest and I love the main 2 characters in this version the best! Plus, it shows the entire story from start to finish, though they cut off some parts from the manga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All in all, I love them all! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, I'm currently watching 'Secret Garden'. It seems like a pretty nice show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DpMX_5UeiKY/TsyGa2bjYQI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/_aigFNThSUk/s1600/secret%2Bgarden.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DpMX_5UeiKY/TsyGa2bjYQI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/_aigFNThSUk/s320/secret%2Bgarden.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678061026053153026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wahhh... I'm really addicted to dramas! But I cannot find anything else to do. Moreover, I have so many dramas that I want to watch, so I'm trying to finish each drama in order to move on to the next. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A lot of people's birthdays are coming up. Recently, I attended Nelson's 21st birthday celebration at Aranda Country Club. Next, will be Sharon's. Then in January 2012, it'll be Karen's, Grace's and Alvin's 21st! wah... So many to attend! I need some money to get pressies for next year already! Talking of which, 2012 is just a month plus away! Time flies man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I did think about finding a part-time job. But me being me, I'm a little lazy. I'll still try to find a job if possible. I hope that I can find a suitable and flexible job. I want to earn some money for myself so that my parents would not have to worry so much about finance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm turning 20 soon in one week's time. It's almost time for me to say goodbye to teens. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Youth chalet is just a week away! and and and... I cannot wait for RIBs retreat at the end of this year! woohoo! oh ya! X'mas is coming soon! HOLIDAY MOOD!!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-122626747084327714?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/122626747084327714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=122626747084327714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/122626747084327714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/122626747084327714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/11/holidays-drama-time.html' title='Holiday Mood'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E51n9HfTcpY/TsyGjJvAjKI/AAAAAAAAFUc/rP3A0_y6w8Q/s72-c/holiday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7799545270252884570</id><published>2011-10-12T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:40:31.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart, My Precious Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdgjj6o1GOQ/TpRwZQP56_I/AAAAAAAAFTE/ta7G6eQ1G9I/s1600/heart-shaped%2Bgem.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdgjj6o1GOQ/TpRwZQP56_I/AAAAAAAAFTE/ta7G6eQ1G9I/s320/heart-shaped%2Bgem.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662274210672274418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want my heart to grow and become more beautiful over time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't want it to be broken and battered any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want to put my focus on God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want a man that is willing to fight hard to win this precious treasure of mine, my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7799545270252884570?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7799545270252884570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7799545270252884570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7799545270252884570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7799545270252884570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-heart-my-precious-treasure.html' title='My Heart, My Precious Treasure'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdgjj6o1GOQ/TpRwZQP56_I/AAAAAAAAFTE/ta7G6eQ1G9I/s72-c/heart-shaped%2Bgem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-617395130476227443</id><published>2011-10-11T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:17:47.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Gem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"The greatest treasure that a girl has is her heart. It is like a precious gem growing and becoming more beautiful with time. It is also the best and most valuable gift that she can ever give to the one man that is meant to receive it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Therefore girls, do not allow your heart to be battered and broken. Guard this precious treasure of yours for it is the great gift that God has given you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Adapted from 'When God writes your love story' - Leslie Ludy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The book 'When God writes your love story' has touched my heart deeply. Then I came upon the part that Leslie Ludy wrote about the 'precious pearl'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hence I reflected on it, and put up the above status onto my facebook wall. I hope that it can serve as a reminder to all the girls that each one of us have that precious treasure that God has given to us~ ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-617395130476227443?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/617395130476227443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=617395130476227443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/617395130476227443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/617395130476227443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/10/precious-gem.html' title='Precious Gem'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-8890628546257203864</id><published>2011-10-07T13:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T14:33:09.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Perspective of LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes! I'm going to talk about 'love' again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know that I've been rather lovey dovey recently, but isn't LOVE awesome? haha~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRz7nOw6DKs/To6KMHqqJCI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wvMnv6JMseg/s1600/Love%2B1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRz7nOw6DKs/To6KMHqqJCI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wvMnv6JMseg/s320/Love%2B1" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660613722472326178" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;With many recent happenings, it challenged my perspective of love such as the various situations that my friends had gone through, and even my own situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On Wednesday, I was heading off to dance lesson. That day, Grace had work so she headed directly from her workplace to the destination. My dad was unable to send me to dance due to work. Hence, I had to make my way to the destination myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It so happens that I forgot to bring my earpiece for my iPod! What to do?! No songs, no entertainment to keep me busy during the bus journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I thought, why not spend this time to talk to God? And I did so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;During the time of waiting for the bus to arrive to the entire bus journey to the dance studio, I was spending time talking to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some people will be thinking "You crazy ah? Talking to God? How can you even talk to Him when you cannot even hear Him speak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Come on, try it, and you'll know it. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thus, I spent the entire journey talking to Him like a friend. Then I began to talk to Him about love. I shared with Him my every feelings and thoughts. I shared with Him the people I love and how important they are in my life. I shared with Him the turmoil that I had gone through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He knew all these though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I began to figure things out. As I reflected, I began to understand what love truly means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6XLmnTMPJs/To6KMQF8FyI/AAAAAAAAFS0/9vNZZIuBuUo/s320/Love%2B2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 187px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660613724734232354" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I realised that love is sacrificial. If you truly love someone, you'll always, no matter what circumstance, put the person before you. The moment you put yourself before the person, that will not be called 'love'. To me, that will be called 'self-centeredness'. You love yourself more than others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I realised that if you love someone, you'll care a lot about the well-being of that person. You will care about the person's health, work/studies, relationships with people, and even his/her walk with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I realised that love produces joy. With love, there will be joy. With hatred, there will be anger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't get one part then. Everyone wants to be happy isn't it? Then why hate one another and be upset, when you can love one another and be happy? I know that it is not as simple as what I say, but seriously, why hate? Because of the pain the other person has inflicted upon you? Honestly, how long will you hate that person? Forever? Are you sure that you want to be FOREVER upset and never be joyful? I don't think so. Everyone wants to be happy. Therefore there's something called 'FORGIVENESS'. If you are able to forgive the other person, trust me, you'll see joy and gladness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Forgiving someone is not easy though. That's why you'll need God to help you with this process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I realised that LOVE is the most important aspect in my life. Love will be about building relationships with the people around me. Love will be about building my relationship with God. Love is God. Therefore God is my everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRz7nOw6DKs/To6KMHqqJCI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wvMnv6JMseg/s1600/Love%2B1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRz7nOw6DKs/To6KMHqqJCI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wvMnv6JMseg/s1600/Love%2B1" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BdlfBZ0562U/To6KMjjvvuI/AAAAAAAAFS8/rRNuiMnsRjw/s320/Love%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660613729959526114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 185px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After talking with God, I felt very much refreshed and felt pretty good. I knew that God was listening and was speaking to me. He helped me to reflect on a lot of things. He helped me to understand why He made me go through so many tough times. I had cried, I had lamented, I had angered. God delivered me through those times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The result? Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness and self-control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Therefore, trust God. He will never fail you because LOVE NEVER FAILS. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-8890628546257203864?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8890628546257203864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=8890628546257203864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/8890628546257203864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/8890628546257203864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-perspective-of-love.html' title='A New Perspective of LOVE'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRz7nOw6DKs/To6KMHqqJCI/AAAAAAAAFSs/wvMnv6JMseg/s72-c/Love%2B1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5446023289455658806</id><published>2011-10-07T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T13:10:40.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My first semester of university has just ended yesterday, and now, it is time for me to prepare for the upcoming exams. Talking about exams, I have not taken them for 3 years already! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm going to say this again. Time really flies! I mean it really does! One semester just done like that and a few months later, the year 2011 will be coming to an end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, a couple of things had happened recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. It is official that I have gotten an exemption of one year from University! That means that instead of graduating in 2014, I'll be graduating in 2013! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I first received the news, I was neither elated nor depressed. It was a rather neutral feeling. The good part is that I can save up on a year of school fees which will sum up to about $12k. The bad part is that I have to venture into the working world sooner! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. I've decided to take up Human Resource as my minor instead of my initial choice of Marketing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It took me some time to come  up with the decision because the rest of my kakis chose HR as their choice. Hence I had a little discussion with my mum and came down to the final decision. Something that she said made sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HR: People have to be nice to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Marketing: You have to be nice to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LOL! At once, I decided to choose HR as my choice. :P Well, I do not regret my choice though. As I know myself well, I don't like being alone. If I were to choose Marketing, I can foresee myself not enjoying school life in the future. HR seems like a good choice! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Dance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace &amp;amp; I joined SIM Dreamwerkz Hip Hop Junior Team! Initially we did tell one another that we did not want to join any clubs in SIM due to our commitments. Apparently, Dreamwerkz does not require us much commitment. It like a course that you take in a dance school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance has been pretty fun. Having not danced for quite some time, I find it quite enjoyable. Moreover, we only have lessons once a week for just one hour of lesson. Not only that, we can learn different types of genres, depending on our instructor, Allegra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, we have gone through a total of 3 lessons already. Another 9 lessons to go, and we have a presentation to do on the final lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back on the groove man! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. Being a DGL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A couple of months ago, I was lamenting about how hard it is to be a leader. Now, I still think that it's hard, but honestly, I'm beginning to enjoy this role. I'm amazed at how God works. Some how or rather, though the kids maybe naughty at times, but at the end of the day, they will put a smile on your face lighting up your day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I still have struggles with my role as a DGL. However something that Ching Kit said during Koinonia made a lot of sense. He said that leaders are not made leaders. They learn to be leaders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It is a learning process to be a leader. I believe that this will be a fruitful journey that God has prepared for me. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. Personal Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There was a period of time, not too long ago, when I was frequently upset and moody. I felt that I was facing a trial and it was a very difficult journey for me. I was wrestling with my own feelings and trying to learn how to trust fully in God. I kept praying and praying everyday asking God to help me and guide me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In my previous post, I mentioned about taking an emotional break. I believe that it has worked for me. Through that break, I've learned to really focus on God and my own life. I was often affected by others around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now, I don't know why, I feel exceptionally happy every single day. Has God delivered me? Have I overcome my trial? I believe that He has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Though I expect more trials to come in the future, but I know that as long as I put my faith in God, He will deliver me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Prayers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I believe in prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nowadays, I write down my prayers in books when I pray during my quiet time. I find it more efficient as I will be able to focus better and be less distracted. On top of that, I can always read through my prayers like reading a diary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There was one day that I was feeling rather bored not knowing what to do. Then I looked through my cupboard when I found the prayers that I had written many months ago. So I began to read through them. While reading through them, I began to see how much God has worked in my life. Some of the prayers that I had prayed were answered without me realising! It's pretty amazing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For example, there was a period of time when my dad had a medical condition causing him excruciating pain. I kept praying for God's healing to be upon him as it hurt me to see him in pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I forgot about this incident until I read that prayer that day. I knew that God has healed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There are times that we neglect God and forget about the wonderful thing that He has done for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Let us not forget that God is always with us, and we should always turn to Him at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2 weeks of exam break, 1 week of exams, then 2 months of holidays! Woohoo! Cannot wait for November to come~ Then there will be RIBS retreat, family vacation, etc! Yipee! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5446023289455658806?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5446023289455658806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5446023289455658806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5446023289455658806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5446023289455658806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/10/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent Happenings'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3949251144962440860</id><published>2011-09-06T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T19:17:41.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna Take a "Break"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm going to take a "break"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yea... I hope that I can take a wonderful break like this kitty is having. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miE1Iyr0xag/TmX-fGPPFaI/AAAAAAAAFSk/kMHxXO_pQ4A/s1600/relax.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miE1Iyr0xag/TmX-fGPPFaI/AAAAAAAAFSk/kMHxXO_pQ4A/s320/relax.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649201117810070946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha! The picture is placed there just for fun, and because I find it cute! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The break that I'm talking about is not a physical break. I still can handle my daily life activities such as school life and church activities as for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The break that I'm referring to is an emotional break. Having "suffered" for so many months, I've finally decided already. I've grown tired about the constant cycle that I've been for so many years. Enough is enough! I'm going to take a "break" for now until I'm ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My hope for this break will be that I can overcome and break out of this cycle. On top of that, I hope that I can strengthen the emotional part of me. I no longer want to be so emotional any more. I don't want to get affected by people that much any more. But of course, I'm not saying that I will no longer show care and concern to the people around me. I will still do so, but I want to build up my heart and make it stronger. My life is my life, he's not my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;During this break, I also want to learn to put my focus on God. Grow in my walk with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't know how will things go in time to come, but whatever it is, I uplift all these things to God. He shall take the lead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*I want to be the precious gem that I am meant to be~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-3949251144962440860?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3949251144962440860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=3949251144962440860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3949251144962440860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3949251144962440860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/09/gonna-take-break.html' title='Gonna Take a &quot;Break&quot;'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miE1Iyr0xag/TmX-fGPPFaI/AAAAAAAAFSk/kMHxXO_pQ4A/s72-c/relax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6698936751839497706</id><published>2011-08-29T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:08:54.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving God Is Not Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yesterday during sermon, Pastor Soh was sharing that serving God is not an easy thing to do. The sermon was referred to the text 'Jeremiah 15:15-21', about how Jeremiah suffered for trying to serve God and was complaining to God for all the troubles that he was going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Serving God is really tough. I'm already going through it now. The pain and stress of being a discipleship group leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It pains you when your kids are unappreciative of one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It pains you when your kids disrespect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It pains you when your kids do not bond with one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It pains you when your kids are not living according to God's ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It pains you when your kids do not understand the amount of effort you're putting in for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It pains you when your kids misbehave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The list goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Being a leader is not an easy job. Moreover, being a leader in God's ministry is even harder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But I know that God gave me the role of a leader for a reason. He knew that I could take up this role and do a good job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He never guarantee that the path of a leader will be an easy one, but He did promise me that He will walk me through this journey. It is through such trials that I can grow stronger in faith in God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;'From Suffering to Strength' was the sermon title yesterday. I felt that God was speaking to me through it. I maybe suffering now, but I know that if I learn to depend on God, I will gain strength. With that strength, I will be able to fight the good fight and finish the race that He had prepared for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Therefore, I wanna encourage other leaders who are also serving in God's ministry. Though being a leader is tough, but press on, because God saw leadership potential in you. He gave you the role of a leader for a reason. Don't give up~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*From Suffering to Strength*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6698936751839497706?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6698936751839497706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6698936751839497706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6698936751839497706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6698936751839497706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/08/serving-god-is-not-easy.html' title='Serving God Is Not Easy'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-1306466664705646994</id><published>2011-07-17T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:07:52.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of My University Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-390ugUiNT88/TiLMrc732VI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/Y0h3ktN8wdM/s1600/rmit" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-390ugUiNT88/TiLMrc732VI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/Y0h3ktN8wdM/s320/rmit" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630287531040299346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've started university already! So now, I'm known as an undergraduate. Wow! Can you believe how fast time has flown? I'm already in university! Till now, it is still a little hard to accept the fact, but I'll get used to it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My first day of school was on Thursday, 14th July 2011. The whole experience of university life is so much different from my polytechnic life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1. No more class-based lesson. All lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. Class size is no longer 20+ students. Now, class size is 300+ students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3. No more daily presentations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4. Friends are harder to make due to the large class size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5. You have to form your group by yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6. School hours will last only for 3 hours. (depending on the number of lectures you have for the day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And a lot more other differences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I must say that I'm starting to enjoy my new university life. Making new friends, learning new knowledge, adapting to a new environment. It is another step ahead, and another change to make in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The only thing about university is that you have to depend a lot of yourself to study. Therefore, I have to be disciplined when it comes to studies. Everything you learn from your lectures, you have to go home and self-study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This time, I don't wanna slack any more. Time to "chiong" studies! Cos this maybe my final lap of my education. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There is still so much more to come for my university life. Let's wait and see~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*It's almost the final lap. Time to put in effort!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-1306466664705646994?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1306466664705646994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=1306466664705646994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1306466664705646994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1306466664705646994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/07/start-of-my-university-life.html' title='Start of My University Life'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-390ugUiNT88/TiLMrc732VI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/Y0h3ktN8wdM/s72-c/rmit' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4167268401918751843</id><published>2011-07-10T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:43:48.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Works in the Little Things in Our Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbGOwUL31Ho/ThxrrOjcVcI/AAAAAAAAFSI/bTFDwUJuU4I/s1600/God%2Banswered%2Bmy%2Bprayer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbGOwUL31Ho/ThxrrOjcVcI/AAAAAAAAFSI/bTFDwUJuU4I/s320/God%2Banswered%2Bmy%2Bprayer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628492024691578306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just to share something I experienced today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God answered my prayer twice!!! How awesome is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The situation was that this morning, both Grace and I were heading off to church. Grace had to reach Chong Pang at 9.15am for breakfast with her DG, while I had to reach church at 9.30am to meet up with my DG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We left the house slightly late, and ended up missing the bus. In the end, we waited for quite some time for the next one to come. Grace, at that time, was feeling very frustrated as she knew that she was going to be late. I could totally sense the frustration within her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Therefore, I decided to say a simple prayer and ask for the bus to come. I told God in my prayer that I don't want Grace to be late, and I was feeling a little guilty for leaving the house late and that she had to wait for me to leave the house together. Then this verse rang in my head, "Matthew 21:22 - If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer." After that, a voice in my head asked me, "Do you believe?" I said "yes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I opened my eyes after saying the prayer, you know what happened? YES! The bus appeared right in front of my eyes. How amazing was that? I was astonished and happy at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We boarded the bus. Grace was still feeling frustrated, and decided to get a cab after alighting from the bus. We tried to flag a cab near the streets at first, but to no avail. Then we headed off to the taxi-stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There were quite a number of people before us, so we had to wait for some time. Grace was already late at that time, and I also knew that I was going to be late. A couple of cabs came until there was only one family before us in the queue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At that time, I decided to say another prayer. While I was praying, the same verse rang in my head once more. "If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer." The same question popped in my head, "Do you believe?" I said "yes!" This time, I also prayed that 2 cabs will come at the same time so that we will not have to wait for such a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I opened my eyes, there were not a single cab still. So I kept praying and praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After waiting for a couple of minutes, walah! 2 cabs came at the same time! I was so amazed! God answered my prayed the second time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Even though the both of us were late, but I still want to thank God for His provision. A simple thing like providing us with transport and bringing them to us on time, is something already so great and powerful to me. What more can I say if He was to do something even greater in my life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, I know He will definitely do greater things in my life. But these little things in life are the things that really make me realize how much I need God in my life and how much I should really thank Him for everything that He has done in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God is great, and one thing that I know is that He will hear our prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes we may wonder why doesn't God answer our prayers. The answer is not because God doesn't want to answer our prayers, it's just that God knows that it is not the right time for things to happen. Therefore, I will be patient and wait for the right time for things to happen. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*God, my Provider*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4167268401918751843?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4167268401918751843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4167268401918751843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4167268401918751843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4167268401918751843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-works-in-little-things-in-our-lives.html' title='God Works in the Little Things in Our Lives'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbGOwUL31Ho/ThxrrOjcVcI/AAAAAAAAFSI/bTFDwUJuU4I/s72-c/God%2Banswered%2Bmy%2Bprayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7802577690503376037</id><published>2011-07-10T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T23:29:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Phase in Life: University!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hoho! School is supposed to start tomorrow, but according to the timetable, I'm starting school on Thursday instead! That means another 3 more days of holidays! That is the good news~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The bad news is that school is starting soon, which means my rest period is ending soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Well, there is always a time for everything. There is a time to work, there is a time to rest. This is life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I would say that I'm half excited and half reluctant. Excited because of the fact that the long-awaited moment is finally here! UNIVERSITY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I still remembered the time when I was young, I used to wonder how university is like and felt how far and long before that time would come. So now, it's finally here! It's just another inch of a step away. That's how close it is! And this might be my final part of my education life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm reluctant to go to university is because this will mean that it is time to buck up and start studying, and no more slacking! In addition, I will have to adapt to the new environment. Thank God that I have Grace to accompany me for this semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Things will definitely be kinda different once I step into university. It'll be a new learning environment. There will be new friends to make. There will be new things to learn. It will be a whole new experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;3 more days of holidays before the actual thing starts! I shall use my remaining 3 days well, and start to prepare for the fresh start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;University, here I come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;*Stepping into the next phase in life*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7802577690503376037?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7802577690503376037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7802577690503376037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7802577690503376037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7802577690503376037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/07/next-phase-in-life-university.html' title='Next Phase in Life: University!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4536252132881339555</id><published>2011-06-22T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:17:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIGGLES Very First Outing Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I just had my very first GIGGLES DG outing with the kids and their friends at Woodlands Waterfront today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm feeling rather shagged now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Firstly, I had Games Day with the BB on Sunday, and I ended up feeling very tired. Secondly, I had to wake up early in the morning for badminton session on Monday. Yesterday (Tues), I stayed at the airport till 1plus in the morning to pick Kang up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today, I woke up early for the outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Shag ah shag... Moreover, I have to wake up early for the youth retreat tomorrow. I've been pretty busy these few days, and feeling tired, but I would truly say that each day has passed happily and I have been having lots of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No doubt there are still hindering thoughts in my mind that still taunts me each day, but these activities do help me to put my focus away from those mind-boggling thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Youth retreat starts tomorrow! Kinda excited on what's to come~ I pray that everything will run smoothly, and I pray for safety throughout the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Time to get some rest to restore my energy! Tata~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Busy... Tired... Shagged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But I still had fun!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4536252132881339555?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4536252132881339555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4536252132881339555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4536252132881339555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4536252132881339555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/giggles-very-first-outing-today.html' title='GIGGLES Very First Outing Today!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7406742506911638015</id><published>2011-06-19T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T21:59:03.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coping Through Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was such a long day today, and I'm feeling so tired now... Zzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After church service, we had the Games Day with the BB boys at Yishun Town Secondary School. I would say that the time of games was fun~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After the Games Day, I went to visit my oldest brother, Hobart, who was admitted to the hospital due to dengue fever. Thank God that he is recovering fast. Honestly speaking, I feel bad for not making the time to go and visit him at the hospital. So CK decided to make a trip down today, and I followed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So many things had happened recently... There were things that had made me happy, there were things that had made me upset. However, there is one thing that have constantly make me frustrated and disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haiz... Tell me how to deal with the thought of missing someone so badly... Tell me how to deal with the thought of wanting to talk to someone so badly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The only way that I've tried to cope with these feelings and thoughts are by praying to God about them. What else can I do but to pass each day this way? I'm hoping for a miracle~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sometimes, I may seem to put a smile on my face, but honestly, there is still this stirring feeling within me that may cause me to feel emotional at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prayer is the only way that can help me to cope with this feeling inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Good Things Come When You Least Expect Them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7406742506911638015?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7406742506911638015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7406742506911638015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7406742506911638015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7406742506911638015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/coping-through-prayer.html' title='Coping Through Prayer'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3273797013527554730</id><published>2011-06-16T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T00:02:40.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Makes Me Frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Argh!!! I'm sooo irritated &amp;amp; annoyed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My Facebook cannot work on my laptop! AHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I tried Google Chrome, the webpage is "distorted". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I tried Internet Explorer, a pop-out box says "Internet Explorer cannot open the Internet site http://facebook.com/. Operation aborted".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I tried Mozilla Firefox, it simply cannot even work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ARGH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's so ironic! I was lamenting this morning that Facebook has caused me to be so troubled and frustrated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How 'great'! Now, Facebook really cannot work... :( What I'd said has come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The funny thing is that all the other websites can work except for Facebook. Thank God that my Facebook still can work on other computers but not on my laptop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gosh! I need to settle some stuff via Facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Perhaps this is a way of telling me that I've been Facebooking too much. At the same time, perhaps it's a way to get me away from all those frustrations that I'm having...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haiz... Praying that it can work when I try it again tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Facebook, please work!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-3273797013527554730?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3273797013527554730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=3273797013527554730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3273797013527554730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3273797013527554730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/facebook-makes-me-frustrated.html' title='Facebook Makes Me Frustrated'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7949543160740689769</id><published>2011-06-14T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:31:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Too Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;心酸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;心乱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;心痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;心烦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;头脑一直胡思乱想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;最后伤了自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;我好讨厌那种感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;。 多么希望我想象的都是假的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: small; "&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I feel dumb for thinking too much. I wanna scream out all my frustrations that are taunting my mind. They're driving me crazy. Gosh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*AHHHHH!!!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7949543160740689769?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7949543160740689769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7949543160740689769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7949543160740689769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7949543160740689769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/thinking-too-much.html' title='Thinking Too Much'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7360477720909691660</id><published>2011-06-14T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:46:08.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Unpredictable...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So many things happened today. There're good news and bad news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Firstly, I finally passed my Basic Theory Test! I was so scared before and during the test that I kept praying about it. When I completed the test, I kept checking the test over and over again. I didn't even dare to submit the test, afraid that I will see a big red 'FAIL' on the screen. That idea scares me a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nevertheless, I had to submit my test. I did. And... Walah! Instead of seeing a 'FAIL', I saw a 'PASSED'! I was so excited! Yipee! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That's the good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The bad news? My darling hamster, Frisby, passed away today... The depressing thing was that I witnessed Frisby lying weakly in the morning before I headed off for my BTT. How 'great' is it right? Having to witness my dying hamster before I take my test...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had no choice but to leave my house and Frisby for my test. I actually expected to come back home seeing a lifeless hamster after my test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Surprisingly, when I reached home, Frisby was still breathing but weak. I spent his remaining time together with him. He passed on around 5 plus in the afternoon. He's my last hamster... I'm pet-less now. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I find it ironic. I find it ironic that the first time when I took my BTT, on my brother's birthday, I was in a happy mood. But I ended up failing my test and cried the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today, I started off the day feeling depressed because of Frisby, and the ironic part is that I passed my BTT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I know that I cannot compare the 2 situations in this manner. Needless to say, I had put in more effort to prepare for my 2nd attempt. My dad also put in a lot of effort to help me with this test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I passed my BTT, and I had made him proud~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haiz... Now, after passing my BTT and witnessing Frisby's death, my heart is still going up and down. I'm still scared of something else... still scared of something else... It's blowing my mind, thinking about it everyday. haiz... but I cannot do anything but to wait and see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*BTT Hooray! :D / Frisby misses~ :(*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7360477720909691660?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7360477720909691660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7360477720909691660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7360477720909691660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7360477720909691660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-unpredictable.html' title='It&apos;s Unpredictable...'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6792411477855642419</id><published>2011-06-08T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:12:28.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Boy Meets Girl, and Girl Meets Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RiERO-CI-T0/Te9UvnkjFgI/AAAAAAAAFSA/qOlHbTdDrjE/s1600/boy%2Bmeets%2Bgirl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RiERO-CI-T0/Te9UvnkjFgI/AAAAAAAAFSA/qOlHbTdDrjE/s320/boy%2Bmeets%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615800437407159810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've just completed another book! haha! I'm so proud of myself cos I must admit that I'm not a bookworm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The reason why I read certain books is because of the content. I like to read books that relates to me well, and that I find the content interesting and fruitful to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, I've just finished reading Joshua Harris' second book called "Boy Meets Girl". It is equally as good as "I Kissed Dating Goodbye", just that "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" focuses on people who are single and "Boy Meets Girl" focuses on courtship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All in all, both books talk about something important in life --&amp;gt; Relationship &amp;amp; Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This time, I did not take down any notes for this book cos in the current time, this book is not as applicable to me as compared to "I Kissed Dating Goodbye". Still, I will recommend this book to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After reading the 2 books, I really feel encouraged by them. I really felt God speaking to me through the 2 books. I have really learned a lot about what it means to get into a relationship, and learning to serve God and love your partner at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I would like to share this part of the book which had encouraged me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"If you're single, I believe that God wants you to see that you story has begun. Life doesn't start when you find a spouse. Marriage is wonderful, but it's simply a new chapter in life. It's just a new way to do what we're all created to do - to live and glorify our Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Right now God is working all the elements of your life together for your good (Romans 8:28). This time in your life is part of your story. Maybe it's not what you had planned. Maybe you wish your Prince or Princess would have arrived by now. But God is right on schedule. He knows exactly what He's doing. He sees you right where you are. He hasn't forgotten you. He hasn't overlooked you. The circumstances you're going through - no matter how difficult - are part of the very happy ending He has planned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Trust God's sovereignty. He sees your end from your beginning. His plan for your life can't be thwarted. He is in control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Trust God's wisdom. If marriage is His will for you, He knows exactly what you need in a spouse. And in His unfathomable wisdom, He knows when you'll be ready. His timing will be perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Trust God's love. Hasn't He given His very life to save you from sin? Hasn't He demonstrated His love on the cross? Then He can provide for your lesser needs too. Even your present trials are part of His loving plan for you. And whatever God has in store for tomorrow will be another perfect expression of His love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Faith &amp;amp; Patience is what I need. I need to believe in God's awesome wisdom that He has planned out something perfect for me. His plan will never fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What is meant to be will meant to be~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*God knows when is the BEST time for things to happen~&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6792411477855642419?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6792411477855642419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6792411477855642419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6792411477855642419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6792411477855642419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-boy-meets-girl-and-girl-meets-boy.html' title='When Boy Meets Girl, and Girl Meets Boy'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RiERO-CI-T0/Te9UvnkjFgI/AAAAAAAAFSA/qOlHbTdDrjE/s72-c/boy%2Bmeets%2Bgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-771103578039090631</id><published>2011-06-06T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:26:00.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never to Give Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovOqIepqZOo/Tez3U6dy0PI/AAAAAAAAFR4/MYFIaz3bgpU/s1600/working%2Bants.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovOqIepqZOo/Tez3U6dy0PI/AAAAAAAAFR4/MYFIaz3bgpU/s320/working%2Bants.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615134774087831794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, before I went to bathe, I was sitting down by the air-con when I observed a stream of ants crawling into various holes (which I supposed is where their nest is). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As I began to observe, I spotted this soldier ant that looked weak and shaky as it crawls. The next moment, I saw it dropped all the way to the floor with a small *thud*. After seeing that, I used a tissue, picked it up, and placed it back to it was previously. However, the soldier ant was still crawling unsteadily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As I continue to observe the worker ants busily crawling from one hole to another, they just "sped" passed the weak soldier ant. However to my surprise, one worker ant actually stopped and started to "push" the weak soldier ant by its butt. In the actual fact, it actually helped the soldier ant to increase its speed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When the 2 ants began to struggle up the vertical wall, the soldier ant all of the sudden lost its grip and fell. I was astounded to what happened next... When the soldier ant fell, the worker ant caught hold of its leg and supported the weight of the soldier ant (which was about 3 times its size!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As the soldier ant dangled in the air with one leg being held on by the worker ant, I saw how helpless the soldier ant was. Do you know what happened next? After some time, the worker ant realized that the soldier ant could not hold on any longer, so the worker ant "threw" the soldier ant on its back and carried it up to the hole all by itself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Whoa! I'm so amazed at how the ants work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;More importantly, I have learned something after observing the ants at work, and that is never to give up no matter how heavy the burden is. Just like the worker ant, it knew that it has a heavy burden (the soldier ant) to carry, and it had so much difficulty trying to "push" it to the hole. And even in desperate state, when the solider ant fell, the worker ant held on its grip not letting the soldier ant fall to the ground. Therefore, even in desperate states, we should not give up but to continue believing in the Almighty God for His awesome strength and power to carry us through the path. Once we've gained the strength, we will be able to carry on and overcome the trial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm simply amazed at how wonderful God has worked in the lives of the people around me, and including my own life. Even though there are times that I have faced troubles and disappointments, by believing in His great love and mercy, I was able to pull through the tough times. One thing I know is that humans will disappoint us, but God will never ever disappoint us. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Instead of giving up, we should learn to overcome trials in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;by believing that God can help to lift our burdens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;through constant prayer and faith.&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-771103578039090631?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/771103578039090631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=771103578039090631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/771103578039090631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/771103578039090631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/never-to-give-up.html' title='Never to Give Up'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovOqIepqZOo/Tez3U6dy0PI/AAAAAAAAFR4/MYFIaz3bgpU/s72-c/working%2Bants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-8544098184581134182</id><published>2011-06-02T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T21:44:53.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Kissed Dating Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_uq3rqi0GU/TeeRRHcTIFI/AAAAAAAAFRs/LLADwiRU7tI/s1600/i%2Bkissed%2Bdating%2Bgoodbye.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_uq3rqi0GU/TeeRRHcTIFI/AAAAAAAAFRs/LLADwiRU7tI/s320/i%2Bkissed%2Bdating%2Bgoodbye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613615183782158418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've just finished reading 'I Kissed Dating Goodbye' by Joshua Harris! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's a sense of accomplishment for me because honestly, I feel that this is one long book to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, I have learn a lot of things from this bestseller book~ On top of that, in fact, I felt that God was speaking to me through this book. This book really relates to me well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One of my favourite quotes in this book is "The right thing at the wrong time is the wrong thing". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sometimes in life, we tend to rush into things that we want to attain, especially in relationships. In that case, we often ignore God's perfect timing for us. The ironic thing is that no matter how right we feel the time is, it will never be the absolute right time if God thinks the opposite way. And by ignoring that fact, we will actually end up with the wrong thing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;From this book, I have also come to realize the importance and the gift of singleness. Well, sometimes people tend to look at singleness as a "curse" and they rush into relationships. In the end, they always end up feeling depressed and upset about their relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Singleness is a gift from God~ And I am appreciating my singleness as I can till the day that God decides to change it. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This book is a really good book, and I've enjoyed it~ I would recommend you folks to read it too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*The Right Thing at the Wrong Time is the Wrong Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I shall just put my faith in God and trust in His timing~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-8544098184581134182?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8544098184581134182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=8544098184581134182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/8544098184581134182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/8544098184581134182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-kissed-dating-goodbye.html' title='I Kissed Dating Goodbye'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_uq3rqi0GU/TeeRRHcTIFI/AAAAAAAAFRs/LLADwiRU7tI/s72-c/i%2Bkissed%2Bdating%2Bgoodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-755370731059958506</id><published>2011-05-14T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:22:30.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d95feTAuQ4I?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was just intending to watch videos from Bubzbeauty when I came across her newest video on 'being confident'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I kinda like how the way she addresses on the topic about 'confidence'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I do agree that many times, people tend to lack the confidence in themselves because they tend to compare themselves to the people around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One thing that I like about what Bubbi addressed is that confidence is about just being yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Confidence is about the acceptance of who you are. Confidence is about accepting the person whom God has created. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everyone is imperfect, but that does not mean that we can never be happy or contented with who we are. If we learn to accept ourselves, that's when we know and appreciate the wonders of God's creation, and that is you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For me, I find the confidence when I rely on God. That's when I find true happiness~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Confidence is about Acceptance*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-755370731059958506?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/755370731059958506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=755370731059958506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/755370731059958506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/755370731059958506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/confidence.html' title='Confidence'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/d95feTAuQ4I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6282780483214579753</id><published>2011-05-11T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T23:54:52.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>明知我爱你</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bM34q8Lssrw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Karen just sent me this song~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's such a nice song, and most importantly, the lyrics really relates to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Whatever it is, the key is to have a child-like faith~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*A simple yet complicated word: "Faith"*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6282780483214579753?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6282780483214579753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6282780483214579753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6282780483214579753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6282780483214579753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='明知我爱你'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bM34q8Lssrw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-1946457174508339410</id><published>2011-05-09T23:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T00:15:32.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Officially Graduated from RP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today, 9th May 2011, marks the day that I have graduated from Republic Polytechnic after having studied for 3 years for the Diploma in Hotel &amp;amp; Hospitality Management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have finally attained my diploma certificate after these 3 years of study! yay! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mummy &amp;amp; papa came to witness my graduation ceremony! Thanks papa &amp;amp; mummy! Love you~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The ceremony was rather long though. Lots of talking and lots of names to be called out so that the recipients can proceed on on stage to collect their diploma certificates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, Dr Vivian Balakrishnan was the Guest of Honour for my session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlbFljTRV2E/TcgQ6Fjd6wI/AAAAAAAAFRk/tOCEXczvyRk/s1600/P5090001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlbFljTRV2E/TcgQ6Fjd6wI/AAAAAAAAFRk/tOCEXczvyRk/s320/P5090001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604748326371977986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a photo of me receiving my cert on stage~ (It's not clear though, but I have ordered photos from the sales booth and will be receiving the photos sometime later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w4T3OK1uda4/TcgQNDFMTkI/AAAAAAAAFRc/ifA9DAXH0Gk/s1600/P5090005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w4T3OK1uda4/TcgQNDFMTkI/AAAAAAAAFRc/ifA9DAXH0Gk/s320/P5090005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604747552614010434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mummy &amp;amp; I :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Py4E5Yx3uM/TcgQM5phmLI/AAAAAAAAFRU/7E3kJFF0fhw/s1600/P5090010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Py4E5Yx3uM/TcgQM5phmLI/AAAAAAAAFRU/7E3kJFF0fhw/s320/P5090010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604747550082046130" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Papa &amp;amp; I :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RpIrRe56GxE/TcgQMdmiCNI/AAAAAAAAFRM/TgZOcoXIimc/s1600/P5090012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RpIrRe56GxE/TcgQMdmiCNI/AAAAAAAAFRM/TgZOcoXIimc/s320/P5090012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604747542553299154" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And there was a lunch reception, so all the graduands and guests were allowed to eat from the sumptuous food provided~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_7rM_L55Po/TcgQMJmZ2aI/AAAAAAAAFRE/s6pyJ7Ot4Tk/s1600/P5090013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_7rM_L55Po/TcgQMJmZ2aI/AAAAAAAAFRE/s6pyJ7Ot4Tk/s320/P5090013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604747537184053666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iB2ZHzngHwM/TcgQLldCSqI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/rZKwK5oZyu8/s1600/P5090014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iB2ZHzngHwM/TcgQLldCSqI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/rZKwK5oZyu8/s320/P5090014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604747527481084578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ1O09GyI5Q/TcgOMngAq7I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/FNc4oamg4UU/s1600/P5090015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ1O09GyI5Q/TcgOMngAq7I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/FNc4oamg4UU/s320/P5090015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745346187045810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After that, my mum began to snap tons of photos of me in my graduation  attire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LsIeGaYfcf8/TcgOMIHZfeI/AAAAAAAAFQs/oQchUPCjWpo/s1600/P5090018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LsIeGaYfcf8/TcgOMIHZfeI/AAAAAAAAFQs/oQchUPCjWpo/s320/P5090018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745337762315746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ttnrm40u0t0/TcgOL0-L36I/AAAAAAAAFQk/b2psFGiGvEs/s1600/P5090020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ttnrm40u0t0/TcgOL0-L36I/AAAAAAAAFQk/b2psFGiGvEs/s320/P5090020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745332623400866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsNmE5TA2Mk/TcgOLRfk1FI/AAAAAAAAFQc/tjMUy_s5u5E/s1600/P5090021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsNmE5TA2Mk/TcgOLRfk1FI/AAAAAAAAFQc/tjMUy_s5u5E/s320/P5090021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745323099771986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8G6Ch5NvwcY/TcgOLEgQEII/AAAAAAAAFQU/JB1PFVs-i0M/s1600/P5090023.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8G6Ch5NvwcY/TcgOLEgQEII/AAAAAAAAFQU/JB1PFVs-i0M/s320/P5090023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604745319612944514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5w0_PwvOf8/TcgMDeQYB-I/AAAAAAAAFQM/bYDFfk3F3rw/s1600/P5090024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5w0_PwvOf8/TcgMDeQYB-I/AAAAAAAAFQM/bYDFfk3F3rw/s320/P5090024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604742990063470562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHavBPu68tw/TcgMDJMTqMI/AAAAAAAAFQE/WN2MpoFOp6Q/s1600/P5090026.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHavBPu68tw/TcgMDJMTqMI/AAAAAAAAFQE/WN2MpoFOp6Q/s320/P5090026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604742984409262274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RiTS58I7wM/TcgMCpLAPnI/AAAAAAAAFP8/KF-tQ70WxUo/s1600/P5090027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RiTS58I7wM/TcgMCpLAPnI/AAAAAAAAFP8/KF-tQ70WxUo/s320/P5090027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604742975813860978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxAFc997PaQ/TcgMCYKNzeI/AAAAAAAAFP0/SjxUFU7EuRE/s1600/P5090031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxAFc997PaQ/TcgMCYKNzeI/AAAAAAAAFP0/SjxUFU7EuRE/s320/P5090031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604742971247152610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And... The school also provided free photo-taking~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKbj5BQCYwE/TcgMB3aDmZI/AAAAAAAAFPs/hgUtZwOEAdw/s1600/Baicapture.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKbj5BQCYwE/TcgMB3aDmZI/AAAAAAAAFPs/hgUtZwOEAdw/s320/Baicapture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604742962455222674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walah! With a blink of an eye, 3 years are gone just like that! I'm still very amazed at how fast time flies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, having officially graduated from polytechnic, it's time for me to step into the next stage of life: University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm currently still waiting for my university application results. Pray pray pray for good results~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Farewell RP~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-1946457174508339410?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1946457174508339410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=1946457174508339410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1946457174508339410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1946457174508339410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/ive-officially-graduated-from-rp.html' title='I&apos;ve Officially Graduated from RP!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlbFljTRV2E/TcgQ6Fjd6wI/AAAAAAAAFRk/tOCEXczvyRk/s72-c/P5090001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5981281589074651622</id><published>2011-05-09T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:23:18.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rlW5ijzJMwY/TcfMyygjzlI/AAAAAAAAFPk/qVQnSZXQ8ME/s1600/politics.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rlW5ijzJMwY/TcfMyygjzlI/AAAAAAAAFPk/qVQnSZXQ8ME/s320/politics.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604673434209734226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As Singaporeans know that the days of the Election 2011 is over, and everyone knows the final results of the election.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there are some people cheering about it, while some are jeering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway to start off... It's another ironic thing! Fiducia Lee is talking about politics when she has clearly no interest in this topic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, I really do not have any interest in politics, but what triggered my interest about this election was on the day when the results were announced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad pulled out a scorecard that was printed in the newspaper that day, and wanted me to help him to take down the scores when the results were announced that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I readily agreed to help him to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night, when the results were being read out, I took down the total count of votes for each contesting party on the scorecard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NcZ1LAczVQw/TcfMyq07aUI/AAAAAAAAFPc/0GAIEpK_GAw/s1600/P08-05-11_00.16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NcZ1LAczVQw/TcfMyq07aUI/AAAAAAAAFPc/0GAIEpK_GAw/s320/P08-05-11_00.16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604673432147683650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was pretty exciting to watch as the results were announced. It felt as though I was awaiting for my examination results. The anticipation was stirring within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, even though I'm not much into politics and that I was not eligible to vote for the elections this year, I still support PAP. However, I will not talk much about the reasons why I support PAP because I feel that everyone has their own reason for supporting the different parties. I just hope that Singaporeans vote because of the sake of their future instead of being rebellious or because they like or dislike a particular candidate of the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With regards to the results, I would say that I am both pleased and displeased at the same time. Well, I believe that Singaporeans were also pleased and displeased with the results too. Anyway, we can never be satisfied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, I'm pretty upset that Minister George Yeo and his team was voted out of Aljunied GRC. At the beginning, I was quite indifferent about the overall results and did bother much about who won and who lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However as I began to read up more about Mr George Yeo, I realized that he is a very good minister who really cares for the people. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzHgj8bLXPg/TcfMyTrRpJI/AAAAAAAAFPU/QfA2ncYfD5I/s1600/George%2BYeo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzHgj8bLXPg/TcfMyTrRpJI/AAAAAAAAFPU/QfA2ncYfD5I/s320/George%2BYeo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604673425933182098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well... Things happen for a reason. I do not know exactly why do the Worker's Party gain so much support, but we shall see how they can help the people of Aljunied then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another person that I would say that I admire is Mr Chiam See Tong. Perhaps that it was due to his poor health that had caused people to feel that he should retire soon. I'm not too certain about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXxSn65upEI/TcfMyeWGN4I/AAAAAAAAFPM/WsOSAe40EVM/s1600/Chiam%2BSee%2BTong%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EXxSn65upEI/TcfMyeWGN4I/AAAAAAAAFPM/WsOSAe40EVM/s320/Chiam%2BSee%2BTong%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604673428797142914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My GRC is Bishan-Toa Payoh, and SPP was the opposition party that contested. Mr Chiam led his team for this GRC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not have much to say about the winning of the PAP and the losing of SPP in my GRC, but I would want to say that I admire the effort that Mr Chiam have been putting in for the past few years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a picture that I saw online, and I find it pretty interesting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zVKGdkGxbw4/TcfMyMlkgcI/AAAAAAAAFPE/uIwrtBZO2p8/s1600/Chiam%2BSee%2BTong.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zVKGdkGxbw4/TcfMyMlkgcI/AAAAAAAAFPE/uIwrtBZO2p8/s320/Chiam%2BSee%2BTong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604673424030204354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people voted for the opposition because they feel that the opposition should win some seats in the parliament, so that there will be another voice. I feel that that is a good reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I hope that people did not vote purely out of rebellion or randomness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, PAP has been doing a good job for the past few years. No doubt that they had made many mistakes, but you have to know something, and that is that everyone makes mistakes. One thing for sure that I know is that no matter what the government is doing, they are doing for the good of the country. I respect the PAP for their hard work and effort~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shall see how will things go in the next five years then. I wonder how will the next election be? The next time, I will be voting~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;FAITH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*Loyalty to God first, before loyalty to the country*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5981281589074651622?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5981281589074651622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5981281589074651622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5981281589074651622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5981281589074651622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/talking-about-politics.html' title='Talking about Politics'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rlW5ijzJMwY/TcfMyygjzlI/AAAAAAAAFPk/qVQnSZXQ8ME/s72-c/politics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4130318786304319239</id><published>2011-05-04T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:16:08.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Haircut / BTT Dismay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hello! After my BTT yesterday, I headed off to Marsling with Grace to cut our hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walah! I cut my hair and fringe short! hoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_q-xmxHueA/TcDCQ1SiefI/AAAAAAAAFO8/sPt7cbSCmLQ/s1600/Picture%2B0692.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_q-xmxHueA/TcDCQ1SiefI/AAAAAAAAFO8/sPt7cbSCmLQ/s320/Picture%2B0692.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691530887428594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lR2NZIa-l4g/TcDCQ9U1PqI/AAAAAAAAFO0/-lD1VPmKyFI/s1600/Picture%2B0693.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lR2NZIa-l4g/TcDCQ9U1PqI/AAAAAAAAFO0/-lD1VPmKyFI/s320/Picture%2B0693.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691533044530850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5N72DoAnUQ/TcDCQgMzdCI/AAAAAAAAFOs/8DKA6NnFquY/s1600/Picture%2B0694.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5N72DoAnUQ/TcDCQgMzdCI/AAAAAAAAFOs/8DKA6NnFquY/s320/Picture%2B0694.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691525226230818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nah! I am just kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I didn't cut my hair short. However, I did cut my fringe short cos I cannot trick by making my fringe short, but I can trick by making an illusion that my hair is shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As my hair is very layered after yesterday's haircut, all I did was to tie my bottom layer of hair (the longer strands) up into a bun and hide it under my upper layer of hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Alright, Grace &amp;amp; I had some time snapping photos of our new hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0Bt1PwdMWg/TcDCQdfILFI/AAAAAAAAFOk/Xq-wYy7izTw/s1600/Picture%2B0685.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0Bt1PwdMWg/TcDCQdfILFI/AAAAAAAAFOk/Xq-wYy7izTw/s320/Picture%2B0685.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691524497779794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FHSz4ow-UnM/TcDCCKc2MkI/AAAAAAAAFOc/FzKIdL2yAIU/s1600/Picture%2B0686.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FHSz4ow-UnM/TcDCCKc2MkI/AAAAAAAAFOc/FzKIdL2yAIU/s320/Picture%2B0686.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691278869770818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkhW-M-qh_8/TcDCB27OVNI/AAAAAAAAFOU/-W1mNY0s1zc/s1600/Picture%2B0687.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkhW-M-qh_8/TcDCB27OVNI/AAAAAAAAFOU/-W1mNY0s1zc/s320/Picture%2B0687.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691273628472530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IS5eMWMop30/TcDCBqeRrSI/AAAAAAAAFOM/t6_AdjfCdM8/s1600/Picture%2B0688.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IS5eMWMop30/TcDCBqeRrSI/AAAAAAAAFOM/t6_AdjfCdM8/s320/Picture%2B0688.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691270285831458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZN787lHyuE/TcDCBaZkqQI/AAAAAAAAFOE/fkPDPUZWdnk/s1600/Picture%2B0690.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZN787lHyuE/TcDCBaZkqQI/AAAAAAAAFOE/fkPDPUZWdnk/s320/Picture%2B0690.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691265971136770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKq1-xzOaxY/TcDCBOUbiZI/AAAAAAAAFN8/yVy0RExwHY8/s1600/Picture%2B0691.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKq1-xzOaxY/TcDCBOUbiZI/AAAAAAAAFN8/yVy0RExwHY8/s320/Picture%2B0691.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602691262728341906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, talking about my BTT. I failed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes! I was super miserable that I kept crying yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ironic huh? Fiducia Lee crying over a failure of a test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I never cry over a failure of a test this bad before. Moreover, this is one small little test as compared to the other tests that I took in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Let's see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I failed my Principle of Accounts during my O levels, but I didn't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I failed my Piano Practical Test Grade 4, but I didn't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I failed a couple of other examinations in school in the past, but I also didn't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Crying over the failure of my BTT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I would say the most likely reason for my utter disappointment was due to over-confidence. I was too confident in this test, thinking that I could pass this test easily. Therefore when I knew the results, I couldn't take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh well... I'm still very disappointed about it. My mum even counselled me about this situation, bcos apparently I felt stupid for failing this easy test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, I have to wait till 14th June for my next BTT. I have to pass this test! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, it's a lesson for me to learn anyway. Never to underestimate the simplicity of the test, because humans make mistakes easily too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*When you fall down, pick yourself up and walk again.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4130318786304319239?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4130318786304319239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4130318786304319239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4130318786304319239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4130318786304319239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-haircut-btt-dismay.html' title='A New Haircut / BTT Dismay'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_q-xmxHueA/TcDCQ1SiefI/AAAAAAAAFO8/sPt7cbSCmLQ/s72-c/Picture%2B0692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-997470662326450877</id><published>2011-05-03T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:43:28.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fruitful Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pe0GCtFFkLw/Tb91kNKaFSI/AAAAAAAAFN0/U8eQ7GklYUg/s1600/229439_10150177288081033_727306032_6967755_8310425_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pe0GCtFFkLw/Tb91kNKaFSI/AAAAAAAAFN0/U8eQ7GklYUg/s320/229439_10150177288081033_727306032_6967755_8310425_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602325726341240098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey folks! I'm back to Singapore after a one week vacation trip to Australia from 21st - 29th April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I would say that this trip was really awesome! The sight-seeing and the food! *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Grace snapped tons &amp;amp; tons of photos using her new DSLR that her dad bought for her. We visited Melbourne &amp;amp; Sydney. Basically, Kang was our tour guide for this entire trip. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We went to places like the Great Ocean Road, Sydney's Aquarium and also Wildlife World, as well as Ocean Manly. We also visited Melbourne's Werribee Open Range Zoo on the last day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Above all, I would say that the best experience was still the trip to Bridge Church. That was particularly the moment when God spoke to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We visited Bridge Church for both Good Friday and Easter Sunday. The message brought to us was so inspiring! I was specially touched by the message sent to us during the sermon on Easter Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Before I went for this trip, I actually prayed to God to speak to me during this trip. He did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;During the service, I witnessed the baptism. Honestly speaking, it was the first time that I felt so moved by the baptism. The people who were going to be baptized treated baptism so seriously and important. I even teared when I witnessed the baptism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In addition, the sermon also touched me. I remembered the Pastor talking about us getting a new heart, and that we should live our lives through our hearts. I then realized that I had been living my life mainly through my mind, and at that moment, I prayed for a new heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The entire trip was very fruitful, I must say. On the last night, Kang, Grace &amp;amp; I sat by the pier, looking at the calm waters and spending some individual time with God. I felt so serene and peaceful. I began thanking God for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh ya! On the last night of our trip, we also had a very sumptuous meal! We had Japanese cuisine that cost $98 per person! *kaching* Expensive but delicious! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I remembered vividly that each time we took a bite of the food, our faces would literally lit up and our smiles would be as wide as it could get! It was that yummy! *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Food food food... I would say that a lot of our money was spent on food. On our last day in Sydney, we had a full rack of lamb ribs and pork ribs for lunch! Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The fish &amp;amp; chips that we had at Great Ocean Road was also very goooooood! The fish was so fresh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Talking about food, we also snacked almost every night while watching a movie each night. Australia's potato chips are superb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, a time of fun and enjoyment was soon over and we found ourselves back home in Singapore not long after. However, the feeling of fruitfulness was still within Grace &amp;amp; my hearts. After our Australia trip, we were so inspired to make a change to our church ministry. Well, I do pray hard that God will lead us through this. I believe that it is possible to make that change! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I would also like to thank Kang, my wonderful God-brother, for forking out his time and effort to make this trip possible. Thank you Kang for also being such a caring brother~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lastly, I would like to wish my brother, Darius, a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! God bless you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faith&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*All things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Matthew 21:22)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-997470662326450877?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/997470662326450877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=997470662326450877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/997470662326450877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/997470662326450877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/fruitful-vacation.html' title='A Fruitful Vacation'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pe0GCtFFkLw/Tb91kNKaFSI/AAAAAAAAFN0/U8eQ7GklYUg/s72-c/229439_10150177288081033_727306032_6967755_8310425_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7806751171871158240</id><published>2011-05-03T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T10:53:56.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven Is For Real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8dr75U2w5c/Tb9pz_PoZBI/AAAAAAAAFNs/UApYJ14xrDE/s1600/Heaven%2Bis%2Bfor%2BReal.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8dr75U2w5c/Tb9pz_PoZBI/AAAAAAAAFNs/UApYJ14xrDE/s320/Heaven%2Bis%2Bfor%2BReal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602312803343426578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instead of blogging about my Auzzie trip that has just happened a week ago first, I have decided to blog about this wonderful book that I have read. It is called "Heaven is for real".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This book is so inspiring and touching! It also makes you so curious to know more each time, that you will not stop reading. That's why I managed to finish reading this book within 2 days. Majority of it was completed last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This book talks about a little boy's near death experience that brought him to claim that he has been to heaven. He even claimed that he saw Jesus himself. There are many other interesting descriptions that this little boy made that makes you so in awe by the wonders of how heaven looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For example, everyone in heaven are not old and do not wear glasses. Everyone in heaven has wings except for Jesus. Jesus even has a rainbow horse! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, interesting huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Not only is it interesting to read, it is also touching. When I was reading this book, I wept a couple of times. I just felt so guilty inside me, and at the same time, I was so in awe by the wonders of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As I was reading the book, I was both in tears and at the same time, smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The book also showed a portrait of Jesus painted by this girl called, Akiane Kramarik, who also claimed to have been to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I began to stare at that portrait of Jesus and tears welled up in my eyes. In my head, it was saying, "So this is how Jesus looks like. His eyes are really beautiful~" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After reading the book, I prayed to God and told Him how wonderful He is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This morning, when I woke up, I felt so refreshed like never before! I looked into the mirror and saw sparkles in my eyes. My hair seemed to glow, and the morning sun was so bright! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was such a good feeling inside my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Therefore folks, I would recommend you to read this book. I tell you, this book will surely inspire you~ ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Indeed, Heaven is for real~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7806751171871158240?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7806751171871158240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7806751171871158240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7806751171871158240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7806751171871158240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/heaven-is-for-real.html' title='Heaven Is For Real!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8dr75U2w5c/Tb9pz_PoZBI/AAAAAAAAFNs/UApYJ14xrDE/s72-c/Heaven%2Bis%2Bfor%2BReal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-373484146989411196</id><published>2011-04-21T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T15:33:22.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia, Here I Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kgshaIp9eOE/Ta_dBSzDpFI/AAAAAAAAFNk/pSEPy2Mk0nE/s1600/australia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kgshaIp9eOE/Ta_dBSzDpFI/AAAAAAAAFNk/pSEPy2Mk0nE/s320/australia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597935876140409938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hoho! The time to fly to Australia is finally here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gonna fly to Australia tonight and shall enjoy a week of vacation there~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Most importantly, I pray that this trip will be a fruitful one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One week of break and a time of self-reflection~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bye folks! Bye Singapore! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Australia, here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Pray for a safe &amp;amp; enjoyable &amp;amp; fruitful trip~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-373484146989411196?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/373484146989411196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=373484146989411196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/373484146989411196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/373484146989411196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/australia-here-i-come.html' title='Australia, Here I Come!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kgshaIp9eOE/Ta_dBSzDpFI/AAAAAAAAFNk/pSEPy2Mk0nE/s72-c/australia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4804354284505887902</id><published>2011-04-20T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:45:13.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Idea of Getting Attached</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8UpWx0sOsOM/Ta6bRpwT50I/AAAAAAAAFNc/5ykmNchn4R0/s1600/BGR" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8UpWx0sOsOM/Ta6bRpwT50I/AAAAAAAAFNc/5ykmNchn4R0/s320/BGR" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597582114436671298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boy-Girl relationship? Getting steady? Being attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh well, this is one 'Big' question that many teenagers question each other nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was having my facial yesterday when my therapist asked me whether I am turning 20 this year. I nodded my head and said "yes". Technically, 19 years old turning 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She then proceeded on to the next question. "Then do you have a boyfriend?" (in mandarin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I shook my head and said "no".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She was surprised and asked "you mean you never had a boyfriend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"nope... never ever had a boyfriend..." I smiled back at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Honestly, she was not the first person who had given me this kind of reaction. Whenever I say that I have never gone into a relationship before, people jaws will literally dropped as though I had just told them a cold joke. They just cannot decipher the fact that I never have a boyfriend before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Continuing my conversation with my therapist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She said that her daughter told her that if teenagers in Secondary school do not get attached, it is pretty 'paiseh' (meaning embarrassing). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I immediately laughed and said that there is no rush to a relationship as there is still time to find a partner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hmmm... not getting attached during Secondary school is paiseh? Is that the trend with teenagers nowadays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Reflecting back to my Secondary school days, I did have the same perspective as my therapist's daughter. Seeing my friends getting attached, seeing couples in school, will urge you to find a boyfriend too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yes... I did had the mindset of "I Want To Get A Boyfriend!!!!" during that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My parents will always lecture me in the past saying "Cannot have boyfriend ah! Wait till you get into university, then you get one!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Right... haha! At that time, I felt that my university education was still soooo far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;However, the more my parents lecture me about this issue, the more tempted I was to get attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was so young then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now almost reaching the 2nd decade of my life, my university education is just another footstep away. This shows how fast time flies huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In the current time, my parents are no longer lecturing me not to get into a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My mum especially, has been asking me this question, "有没有人追你?" (Is there anyone wooing you?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My answer will always be a straight "no", and my mum will have a sense of disbelief and sometimes, she will ask my brother or cousin to clarify. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LOL! I am speaking the truth! There really is no guy wooing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And if people are to ask me whether do I intend to get a boyfriend, I will reply "hmmm... I don't think now is the right time to get one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ironic huh? In the past, I was constantly thinking of getting attached. Envying others who have boyfriends. I still remember vividly that I was out with my group of girl friends shopping on Valentine's Day during my Secondary school days. There were couples everywhere, and I remembered that I was feeling so envious! haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;However through out my teenage life, I have learned the idea of getting attached. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To get a boyfriend is not just something that every teenage girl must do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;**To get a boyfriend is basically finding a suitable lifetime partner**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Therefore, getting a boyfriend requires a lot of time and patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I admit that I am having feelings for someone right now, but that does not mean that I have to get into a relationship with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know that it is ironic. I mean, who does not want to get into a relationship with the person they love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Honestly, deep down deep down inside my heart, I am yearning for one too. However, somehow I feel that God is telling me that now is just not the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And it is pretty ironic that university is just another step away, and it is the long awaited time since I was young to have the chance to finally get into a relationship, but somehow, I do not intend to step into a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, I do not know whether will my mindset change or not. I will let God lead me through this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Get attached? nah... I shall focus on my university studies first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The guy I like? No worries... He will still remain in my heart. It is just that I will like to prioritize my studies first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Let Jesus take the wheel of your life. You will see the wonders of His works in your life~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Jesus take the wheel*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4804354284505887902?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4804354284505887902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4804354284505887902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4804354284505887902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4804354284505887902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/idea-of-getting-attached.html' title='The Idea of Getting Attached'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8UpWx0sOsOM/Ta6bRpwT50I/AAAAAAAAFNc/5ykmNchn4R0/s72-c/BGR' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-2957180349628765585</id><published>2011-04-16T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:00:20.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I am frustrated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aQx5E7OG3YU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I seriously didn't know what overcame me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was just sitting by my laptop, looking at my facebook page, then I was listening to this song 'Like a fire' by planetshakers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I began to clutch my hands on my head as though I am very frustrated over something, and halfway through the song, tears just rolled down non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Alvin asked me just now whether was I frustrated. Maybe I am frustrated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even I, myself, is confused over my own emotions. I don't even know what I am truly feeling. Frustrated? Confused? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But the tears definitely meant something. I really need God in my life... Only God knows what I am truly feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Psalm 55:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Cast your cares on the Lord and He will sustain you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He will never let the righteous be shaken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-2957180349628765585?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2957180349628765585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=2957180349628765585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2957180349628765585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2957180349628765585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/maybe-i-am-frustrated.html' title='Maybe I am frustrated...'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aQx5E7OG3YU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-1603037567875419029</id><published>2011-04-15T15:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:46:26.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L-O-V-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This blog post may seem a bit "emo" but I'm just picking out some quotes about 'LOVE' that I took from Tumblr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXMaf2cdKvo/Tafyob_zKEI/AAAAAAAAFNU/tqu0EEfQuGY/s1600/We%2Bdon%2527t%2Bneed%2Bto%2Brush....jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXMaf2cdKvo/Tafyob_zKEI/AAAAAAAAFNU/tqu0EEfQuGY/s320/We%2Bdon%2527t%2Bneed%2Bto%2Brush....jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595707838555170882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTyfq0u_P78/TafyoLfRs2I/AAAAAAAAFNM/ALMbt0kDuME/s1600/Sometimes%2Bwords%2Bare%2Bnot%2Benough....jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTyfq0u_P78/TafyoLfRs2I/AAAAAAAAFNM/ALMbt0kDuME/s320/Sometimes%2Bwords%2Bare%2Bnot%2Benough....jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595707834123793250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRkX3H8m5TI/Tafyn3eQ_gI/AAAAAAAAFNE/b5X9a9xYefE/s1600/Sometimes%2Bwe%2Blet%2Bour%2Blove....png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRkX3H8m5TI/Tafyn3eQ_gI/AAAAAAAAFNE/b5X9a9xYefE/s320/Sometimes%2Bwe%2Blet%2Bour%2Blove....png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595707828750843394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FV6ke6tEpiQ/Tafynzan4LI/AAAAAAAAFM8/KukbGtyBOdA/s1600/People%2Bthat%2Bare%2Bmeant%2Bto%2Bbe%2Btogether....jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FV6ke6tEpiQ/Tafynzan4LI/AAAAAAAAFM8/KukbGtyBOdA/s320/People%2Bthat%2Bare%2Bmeant%2Bto%2Bbe%2Btogether....jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595707827661824178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGsN2F-C4-U/TafxeUI8aHI/AAAAAAAAFM0/AtAqyNTtjv8/s1600/No%2Bone%2Bfalls%2Bin%2Blove%2Bby%2Bchoice....png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGsN2F-C4-U/TafxeUI8aHI/AAAAAAAAFM0/AtAqyNTtjv8/s320/No%2Bone%2Bfalls%2Bin%2Blove%2Bby%2Bchoice....png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595706565135722610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rSuBwq290X4/TafxeCije4I/AAAAAAAAFMs/6_jbZG4kFxg/s1600/Love%2Bisn%2527t%2Bperfect.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rSuBwq290X4/TafxeCije4I/AAAAAAAAFMs/6_jbZG4kFxg/s320/Love%2Bisn%2527t%2Bperfect.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595706560411302786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASk6kg43hkA/TafxeC0RIUI/AAAAAAAAFMk/TC69nrpm-D0/s1600/Love%2Bcan%2Balways%2Bwait....gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASk6kg43hkA/TafxeC0RIUI/AAAAAAAAFMk/TC69nrpm-D0/s320/Love%2Bcan%2Balways%2Bwait....gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595706560485597506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDP8HAIDy9Y/TafxdzmH-LI/AAAAAAAAFMc/Oreot42cgF8/s1600/It%2527s%2Bamazing%2Bhow%2Byou%2Beasily%2Bfall%2Bin%2Blove....png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDP8HAIDy9Y/TafxdzmH-LI/AAAAAAAAFMc/Oreot42cgF8/s320/It%2527s%2Bamazing%2Bhow%2Byou%2Beasily%2Bfall%2Bin%2Blove....png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595706556399745202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pVpuOOQKWBc/TafxdvSkiUI/AAAAAAAAFMU/JrsHe425fWY/s1600/I%2Blike%2Byou....jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pVpuOOQKWBc/TafxdvSkiUI/AAAAAAAAFMU/JrsHe425fWY/s320/I%2Blike%2Byou....jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595706555243989314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt that some of these quotes make sense about love. However, all in all, the greatest thing that we can ever ask for is God's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1 Corinthians 13: 4 - 8a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); "&gt;&lt;p class="NPST" style="margin-top: 12px; text-indent: 25px; margin-bottom: 12px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/1_corinthians/13-4.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. &lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/1_corinthians/13-5.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/1_corinthians/13-6.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/1_corinthians/13-7.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/1_corinthians/13-8.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I realized that in life, the greatest thing is LOVE. Without it, life will not be as wonderful as it is now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes we get heartbreaks and hurt by the people we love, but one thing we must know is the love never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A few days ago, my god sis told me that "love fades". Honestly, I disagree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I did a cross-reference for the same verse but using that English Standard Version, and verse 8a wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/1_corinthians/13-8.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love never ends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Indeed, love never ends. Moreover, it never fades. If you truly love someone, the love will not ever fade. If it fades, it means that you had never truly love that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love is also not blind. As I had mentioned in one of my earlier post, I said that love is eye-opening. It is because we love someone, we accept a bit of that person including his flaws. We even tend to see the flaws as his strengths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If you had ever love someone, you will not hate him despite how much he had hurt you. Instead, you will continuously forgive him for the mistakes that he had done to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Matthew 18: 21-22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="reftext" style="font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;b style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/matthew/18-21.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, “Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="reftext" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/matthew/18-22.htm" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 146, 242); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jesus answered, &lt;span class="nivred"&gt;“I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Seventy-seven times is not literally 77 times, but what Jesus meant was to forgive him all the time and never stop forgiving him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love is what makes life gets going~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ove &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;vercomes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;irtually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;verything*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-1603037567875419029?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1603037567875419029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=1603037567875419029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1603037567875419029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1603037567875419029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/l-o-v-e.html' title='L-O-V-E'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXMaf2cdKvo/Tafyob_zKEI/AAAAAAAAFNU/tqu0EEfQuGY/s72-c/We%2Bdon%2527t%2Bneed%2Bto%2Brush....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7964378104085201686</id><published>2011-04-14T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T23:23:20.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Spring Half-Do Tryout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hey hey! Once again, because I was feeling bored, I went to check out beauty tutorials on youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bubzbeauty! I love her and her videos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Below is her new video. Yup! I'm experimenting again and it's so fun~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Fl0mr4L8uJA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I tried this hairstyle out, and it is pretty easy to do! I even curled my hair~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I began to take a couple of photos of my up-do. Apologies for the rather poor quality camera shots. (taken by my webcam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SHljrt3V5M0/TacPRAIn6MI/AAAAAAAAFMM/9gJvY15nbyE/s320/Picture%2B0672.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457846799493314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3QeKrX72uo/TacPQ4_ZFNI/AAAAAAAAFME/-FwtztZbNyw/s320/Picture%2B0675.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457844881724626" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Added a large flower accessory on my head~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VazLpesVmWQ/TacPQw3mz4I/AAAAAAAAFL8/uaC1UtR-39U/s320/Picture%2B0676.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457842701586306" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7kNPCw36q0/TacPQhIxBEI/AAAAAAAAFL0/3BWZ24CKI9k/s320/Picture%2B0677.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457838478591042" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VmyDJMBXLMc/TacPQSNbq0I/AAAAAAAAFLs/Cm0FVUucWag/s320/Picture%2B0678.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457834471631682" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayuCRmcAkyw/TacPDB75IhI/AAAAAAAAFLk/Flqvsk9DUeg/s320/Picture%2B0679.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457606764798482" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADCk9v2JgiE/TacPCgNDVaI/AAAAAAAAFLc/Z4ntkncmzwA/s320/Picture%2B0681.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457597709964706" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XuDqdnFxHzI/TacPCd3IFII/AAAAAAAAFLU/Keet2XeKMlM/s320/Picture%2B0682.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457597081130114" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And... After taking so many photos, I released my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walah! A big mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5122tNxkXvo/TacPCM0snTI/AAAAAAAAFLM/2BVEv9QPbto/s320/Picture%2B0683.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457592507538738" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tNC4BwOmm8/TacPByipoHI/AAAAAAAAFLE/OnHowONZ0KI/s320/Picture%2B0684.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595457585452523634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok! Enough of cam-whoring... But it's just so fun experimenting beauty tutorials! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*It's always fun to experiment new things!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7964378104085201686?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7964378104085201686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7964378104085201686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7964378104085201686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7964378104085201686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/pretty-spring-half-do-tryout.html' title='Pretty Spring Half-Do Tryout!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Fl0mr4L8uJA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5980088179666656213</id><published>2011-04-14T14:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:42:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Marble Nail Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I realized that I am a person that likes to experiment things. haha! But I am not cut out to be a scientist. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, I watched a nail art tutorial called the 'Water Marble Nail Art'. It is sooo cool and interesting! Hence, I decided to try out this new technique of nail 'painting'. In the actual fact, you don't even need to paint your nails and yet you can get nail polish on your nails! Awesome or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is one of the videos on Youtube:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OO3NO29L50U?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cool right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thus I tried to use this technique to 'paint' my nails yesterday. However, I tried and tried a couple of times but to no avail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I tried different types of water, but it still didn't work. So I realized that my nail polish were of rather poor quality that made it difficult for the polish to spread on the water surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Went out with Alexis to talk about DG yesterday. Thank you Alexis for the time yesterday! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, I went for a little shopping together with her around Bugis Junction after our dinner at Waraku Pasta. The pasta was superb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I bought Sally Hansen's nail polish! 2 bottles! $12.90 per bottle! Wah... Expensive but worth the investment. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Alexis was sooo cute! She went to buy a pan and a cooking utensil at Mujee and she was so excited. She's playing her role as a wife~ haha! She wanted to make pancakes for herself and Ching Kit. Sweet~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ok! After coming back home, I decided to try my new Sally Hansen's nail polish for the water marble nail art technique again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAQonGq_ht4/TaaRwYjRuvI/AAAAAAAAFK8/pqRvvdFdPzA/s320/P13-04-11_23.11.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319847464581874" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I love this nail polish cos they dry instantly! It's so suitable for an impatient person like me. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So I tried out the new technique...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sH9EY0i0Wgo/TaaRwNf7oCI/AAAAAAAAFK0/m4RSMbrum0Q/s320/P13-04-11_23.15.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319844497760290" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The nail polish colours spread on the water surface! So exciting and cool to watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then I used a toothpick to draw patterns on the water surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wfhi6RNTzDk/TaaRvxsgYrI/AAAAAAAAFKs/pei_qZllK_A/s320/P13-04-11_23.15%255B01%255D.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319837034308274" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dip goes my finger into the water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMCLUg2nACQ/TaaRB-EHvHI/AAAAAAAAFKk/xsi6j99JWb4/s320/P13-04-11_23.10.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319050080599154" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Walah! yea... I know that it's a little messy with my fingers painted too... It's my first time trying this out anyway~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BV5AKtO4Bs/TaaRBdT0QhI/AAAAAAAAFKc/7CdYcMabwFo/s320/P13-04-11_23.21.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319041288061458" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This was how my fingers looked after dipping them into the water. Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpvgPwBbpac/TaaRBCZ4KKI/AAAAAAAAFKU/jRv0zCeXJmM/s320/P14-04-11_14.11.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319034065725602" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6VehCGT1-KE/TaaRBCTaPFI/AAAAAAAAFKM/KJNto9Mejf0/s320/P14-04-11_14.11%255B01%255D.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319034038598738" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And this is how my fingers look like after all the nail polish have been removed from my skin. Pretty! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So exciting and cool! haha! Shall try more next time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Below is just a snap shot of my graduation attire. I bought it from school on Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gold is the colour for the School of Hospitality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gM4Pf1Aijgc/TaaRA7h16jI/AAAAAAAAFKE/nsZ6WGTtPgI/s320/P14-04-11_14.06.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595319032220084786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, this attire is a reminder that I'm going to graduate from RP. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It is also a reminder that time flies very fast. 3 years of polytechnic education is gone just like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I guess my university studies will be gone just like that too~ I also believe that my wait for that 3 - 4 years will be over just like that... "A blink of an eye" was what I said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Life can be pretty fun &amp;amp; interesting when we try new things~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*A blink of an eye is all that it takes for time to fly~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*I believe that I can go through this 3 - 4 years with patience~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5980088179666656213?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5980088179666656213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5980088179666656213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5980088179666656213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5980088179666656213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/water-marble-nail-art.html' title='Water Marble Nail Art'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OO3NO29L50U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-9071295702763957679</id><published>2011-04-13T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:34:38.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance I Never Knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Attended Ryan Daniel Beck's contemporary jazz workshop at O School today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Initially, I was contemplating on whether should I stay at home or to go for dance because Grace informed me at the last minute that she was unable to make it for the dance lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After much thought, plus weighing the various factors on whether to go or not to go, I finally decided to go cos I felt that I was really beginning to 'rot' at home. Moreover, I felt like going out to breathe some fresh air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wow! Ryan's class was awesome~ If I can use one word to describe the lesson, I will use the word 'peaceful'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes! The lesson was very peaceful~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I first entered the studio, the studio was dark and there were lighted candles on the floor. Moreover, there was an aroma in the room.  It was something very new to me. Whenever I go for dance, the room will usually be crowded with quite a number of people and the room will be rather bright. Today's lesson was totally different. It was a whole new experience~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The workshop was organized as a charity event for the Japan Tsunami. During the lesson, Ryan did lots of warm-ups. There was one instance whereby he told us to lie down on the floor and close our eyes. Wah! I literally felt like sleeping sia! haha! The atmosphere was just so serene and peaceful. In addition, he rubbed some aromatic oil on the temples of our heads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He also taught us a simple choreography and taught us about the 4 qualities of dance. The 4 qualities are 'sustain', 'percussion', 'pendulum', and 'vibratory'. After teaching us the choreo, he told us to express the choreo in any of the 4 qualities according to our own wishes. Before the start of each dance, he will always ask us to picture a scene of the Japan tsunami in our heads, close our eyes, get our stability, before we choose to start dancing our piece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I danced, I felt very free and peaceful. The feeling was very good. Even though many of the times I forgot my dance steps, I did not panic, but was able to freely continue dancing through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He also mentioned that everyone has a different body. Therefore, we express our dance styles in different ways as we all have different bodies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The overall experience was fantastic! I guess I do not regret on my decision of choosing to go for the workshop today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Moreover, the dance lesson did make me feel better. I do not feel as troubled as I was yesterday already. I felt as though the dance lesson was like a therapy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Below is a video of one of Ryan's choreography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MYMBux5CaP8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Awww! Today's Ben and Jerry's Free Cone Day! I didn't get to have my free cone! haha! It's ok cos Grace is going to get home tubs of ice cream! Awesomeness~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*I didn't know that dance can be so peaceful until today~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-9071295702763957679?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/9071295702763957679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=9071295702763957679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/9071295702763957679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/9071295702763957679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/dance-i-never-knew.html' title='Dance I Never Knew'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MYMBux5CaP8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-8866060459537537828</id><published>2011-04-11T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:32:07.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Me / A Troubled Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时候我觉得自己很聪明, 有时候我觉得自己很傻。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;有时候我觉得自己很勇敢, 有时候我觉得自己很害羞。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候我的脸上会带着笑容, 有时候我的眼睛会流眼泪。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了最后, 我会问自己哪一个是真正的我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我发觉到原来这才是真正的我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;I posted this on my facebook earlier on this afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;English Translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes I feel that I am very smart, sometimes I feel that I am very foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes I feel that I am very bold, sometimes I feel that I am very shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes you will see smiles on my face, sometimes you will see tears in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At the end of the day, I will ask myself "Who is the real me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I realized that this is the REAL ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Sometimes, I really struggle to find out my real identity. I often find myself acting in opposite ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;This is me. Fiducia Lee Zhen Hui. A girl who often appears happy and cheerful, but a heart that is easily broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;I am like a piece of glass. Hard and solid in appearance, but a blow will leave me shattering into pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One thing about me is that I recover pretty fast, but I fall pretty easily too. Minor things can affect me, and sometimes I feel that I am very weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Therefore, I find strength in God. He is my pillar of strength. He is the shoulder for me to lean on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I seriously hate it sometimes that I cry too easily. I seriously hate it sometimes that I get troubled easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But one thing that keeps me going is my faith in God. I seriously don't want to give up, I don't want to give up. Sometimes, people tell me to give up. I hate it a lot... Why should I give up when God is asking me not to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I feel utterly silly. Utterly utterly silly for certain actions that I have done. But do I regret them? Surprisingly, no. I don't wanna live a life of regrets, and I believe that things are done for a good reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Silly? yes, the actions are silly and I think that I'm silly. Somehow, I feel that what I'm doing isn't wrong, but just think that the actions maybe a little careless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm worried for the both of you. My friends... I am worried. But all I can do is just to pray for you both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm also very worried about my DG, GIGGLES. Oh dear God, please guide me as the leader of GIGGLES. I am so worried, so so worried... What's happening??? Heavenly Father, please bless my DG... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm lost, I'm confused, I'm troubled... Oh God, I need your help! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Oh Lord Jesus, I need your help~*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-8866060459537537828?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8866060459537537828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=8866060459537537828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/8866060459537537828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/8866060459537537828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='The Real Me / A Troubled Heart'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4793545102935918978</id><published>2011-04-06T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:31:55.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Contemporary Jazz Lesson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/irvnURnxjgc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another video is up up up!!! AWESOME! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This was my 4th contemp jazz lesson. The 3rd one was the one on 'Lucky' by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat, but the video was unable to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh well, I love this video the best anyway cos it's the one that I danced the best (even though I was off beat a little at the back)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;More videos to come! This means more lessons to attend~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Dance Dance Dance~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4793545102935918978?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4793545102935918978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4793545102935918978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4793545102935918978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4793545102935918978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/4th-contemporary-jazz-lesson.html' title='4th Contemporary Jazz Lesson!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/irvnURnxjgc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7554420455355787967</id><published>2011-04-04T12:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:47:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiducia is Clumsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgA_rJytAJs/TZlDUWvAoWI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/ztDFbaswwwE/s1600/clumsy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgA_rJytAJs/TZlDUWvAoWI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/ztDFbaswwwE/s320/clumsy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591574429336379746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realized that I can be pretty clumsy at times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That's not good... But that clearly brings out the sanguine personality of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sharing a couple of clumsy moments that I had just experienced recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The first instance happened when I was entering the church compounds on one Sunday morning through the back gate. I was wearing heels that day. I was walking down the stairs when my heels tripped over one of the steps and I literally slipped and fell. To prevent myself from falling any further, I used my knee to support myself. I ended up banging my knee on the hard solid ground of the stair step. Ouch! The most embarrassing thing was that I fell in front the sight of many aunties. Grace was standing behind me, and she was shocked when I fell. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had bruises on my knee after that... =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Another clumsy experience that I encountered a couple of days ago, still makes me feel kinda paiseh. I literally sent my sms to the wrong person! oops! Not only that, the content of the sms was about the person himself! Shucks! I actually intended to send the sms to Karen instead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then when I realized that I had sent the text to the wrong person, I started to scream at myself for my folly. I was screaming in my seat, then I stood up, ran to the masterbed room screaming, then I continue to scream when I went into the toilet. My dad came in to the masterbed room and started to ask me what had happened. "Ahhhh! I sent the wrong message to the wrong person!!!" I yelled. Then I continue to scream as I ran back to my own room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haha! It was an epic moment really! If the content of the sms did not matter the person, it would not have been that bad. But now, it's clearly regarding the person. I really don't have the face to see him sia... omg omg omg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then when I shared it to Karen, she was like "omg! Did he reply?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ya... he did so after that. I did send another text saying that I had sent the wrong sms previously. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now thinking of the incident again, I still feel utterly silly about it. argh... a moment of folly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know that I don't have to feel so paiseh about it. But ahhh! I can't leh... The paisehness is overwhelming me! But I'm feeling so much better now as compared to that day itself. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He even asked me not to worry... wah... the more he says, the more I feel paiseh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Still laughing at myself for the blunder that I've caused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;However, this is not the first time that I had sent the wrong message to the wrong person. I did that in the past a couple of times too. But the content usually did not concern the recipient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh well, in life, we will face such silly moments. My dad and Karen said that maybe it's God's plan for this incident to happen. hmmm... maybe~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I always believe that things happened for a reason~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Clumsy as I may be, this is who I am. When I was younger, I suffered many injuries due to my clumsiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- A television fell on my leg when I was only around 3 years old. I was 'fighting' with my brother, Darius, over the television because I wanted to watch 'Barney and friends' (yes... the purple dinosaur). I do not understand how I had gotten the strength to pull the television until it fell onto my leg. I had to wear a cast. Thank God that my leg is perfectly fine now~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- I broke my arm a couple of times before. Once, I was sitting right on the arch of the bed end. The bed had this arched bar at the 2 ends of it. I was sitting on it until I slipped and fell onto the floor, breaking my arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Another instance whereby I broke my arm was when I was bathing together with Grace in the toilet (I was still very young that time, for your info). Then we played until the floor was very soapy and slippery. I slipped and fell, breaking my arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- In the past, Northpoint's food court had very low chairs. After lunch one day, we were walking out of the food court when I slipped and fell. My mouth hit the hard solid chair. From the impact, my lips began to bleed profusely. Now, if you clearly observe my lips, I have a tiny part that is protruding a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- I was on a vacation trip with my family at Indonesia. I was having my own play time in the hotel room. I was standing next to the TV console which was almost at the height of my chin that time. Perhaps I was having too much fun until I not carefully bump my chin right at the edge of the TV console, causing it to bleed. Now, you will be able to see a clear scar right under my chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- There were other times where I kept falling on my knees. That explains the number of scars on my knees now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As I look back at my past experiences, I really do think that I was and still am a clumsy person. But I am much more careful now. Most importantly, I would like to thank God for always blessing me. Even though I had suffered many injuries in the past, but never once was my life threatened in any way. Moreover, those injuries had recovered and did not leave any permanent disabilities on me. Only scars remain... but let them serve as a reminder of my past carelessness, and that I should always be thankful to God for keeping me safe~ :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Always be thankful to God, for He has kept me safe~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7554420455355787967?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7554420455355787967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7554420455355787967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7554420455355787967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7554420455355787967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/fiducia-is-clumsy.html' title='Fiducia is Clumsy'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgA_rJytAJs/TZlDUWvAoWI/AAAAAAAAFJ8/ztDFbaswwwE/s72-c/clumsy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6896357186926355966</id><published>2011-04-04T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:02:36.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zebra Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have you seen a zebra dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have you seen a zebra talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have you seen a zebra walk on 2 legs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have you seen a zebra literally cross the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have you seen a zebra board the bus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Haha... obviously you know that the 'zebra' that I am referring to is not the zebra that you see in the wild or in the zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was a 'zebra' for Friday and Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What was I doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I participated in a 'flashmob' organized by Flair Brothers crew. At first, most of the participants really thought that it was a flashmob. But we were 'cheated' in a certain sense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the end, we had to do promotions for Swatch Singapore. The zebra costumes were provided by them. We had to distribute flyers, mingle with the public, take photographs with them, hold banners and signboards. LOL! This is definitely what you call a 'flashmob'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Flashmob is supposed to be a scene whereby a group of people just randomly perform an item or something (usually unusual or silly) in public. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, the only flashmob part was that we danced in our zebra costumes right in the town area of Raffles Place and also at Ion Orchard area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh well, even though we felt pretty silly about the whole thing, but the overall experience for the past 2 days was fun and entertaining~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We also snapped a couple of photos of us in our costumes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQuER24EEZ8/TZk_z1iQtTI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/YGTK00C1NlU/s1600/198521_1945260347262_1115102350_32393546_3352114_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQuER24EEZ8/TZk_z1iQtTI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/YGTK00C1NlU/s320/198521_1945260347262_1115102350_32393546_3352114_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591570572133840178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTOnVImGzQU/TZk_zvdwT8I/AAAAAAAAFJs/z8YvxX1ixqw/s1600/198521_1945260227259_1115102350_32393543_7888642_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTOnVImGzQU/TZk_zvdwT8I/AAAAAAAAFJs/z8YvxX1ixqw/s320/198521_1945260227259_1115102350_32393543_7888642_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591570570504327106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a video of the show at Orchard Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BAZhTIA047I?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, it was still a good experience. A time that we can do silly things and yet people cannot recognize us! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*A moment of my life that I became a 'zebra'&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6896357186926355966?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6896357186926355966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6896357186926355966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6896357186926355966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6896357186926355966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/zebra-day-swatch-orchard-road.html' title='Zebra Day'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQuER24EEZ8/TZk_z1iQtTI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/YGTK00C1NlU/s72-c/198521_1945260347262_1115102350_32393546_3352114_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4918687527108710406</id><published>2011-03-31T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:38:07.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Begins to Unravel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ironically, after trying hard to find the answers to the questions in my head, I managed to find an answer by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For the past few days, I constantly pleaded God to reveal his answers to me. Walah! Today, I found one of the answers by chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm kinda please with the answer, but yet at the same time, it makes me ponder harder on my own decisions and plans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Should I carry on with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After much thought and reflection, I've decided to carry on with it. The reason is because I see no point in giving up. Moreover, I want to be stubborn. I don't want to give up, not this time. Definitely not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thank you God for revealing His answer to me. I'm just going to continue walking on this path and see what more will I discover in time to come. God will be my guide~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Therefore, I've learned that we should always trust and rely on God for everything we do. In time to come, according to God's time, we will be able to see the mystery unraveled. Sometimes it may not be the same as what we hope or expect to be, but I am sure that God's plans are always perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Trust and Rely on God, and you will see the wonders of His works*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4918687527108710406?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4918687527108710406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4918687527108710406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4918687527108710406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4918687527108710406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/mystery-begins-to-unravel.html' title='Mystery Begins to Unravel'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3138627909569050408</id><published>2011-03-30T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:48:55.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth the Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2t3HHwDPmak?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was listening to Jordin Sparks - Worth the Wait last night when I was feeling a little down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then I chanced upon this another song also called 'Worth the Wait' by Lights Out Dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Omg! The lyrics are so nice! They also kinda explain a bit of how I'm feeling basically...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After listening to this song, it did make me feel a little better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh well, I still feel that it's still all worth the wait! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Worth the Wait*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-3138627909569050408?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3138627909569050408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=3138627909569050408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3138627909569050408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3138627909569050408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/lights-out-dancing-worth-wait-lyrics.html' title='Worth the Wait'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2t3HHwDPmak/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-1055815792708376439</id><published>2011-03-27T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:35:04.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is my Confidant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bM4s7aPAOk/TY9TG1g5DmI/AAAAAAAAFJk/Iq_EnqzFUhw/s1600/losing%2Bpatience.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bM4s7aPAOk/TY9TG1g5DmI/AAAAAAAAFJk/Iq_EnqzFUhw/s320/losing%2Bpatience.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588777039499431522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was literally losing my patience day by day ever since I told myself that I will wait for that 3-4 years. At the beginning, I held on. However, as time passes, I began to lose that patience. I knew from the very start that this was not going to be easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was losing the patience because I lacked self-confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was losing the patience because I was beginning to lose my faith in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was losing the patience because I was beginning to feel frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was losing the patience because simply I was getting impatient. I wanted to get what I wanted so badly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then I prayed to God asking him to grant me patience. I really do need lots and lots of patience. I admit that I am stubborn that I choose to stick to waiting rather than giving up. However, I feel that I have made the right choice. I don't wanna give up all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This time, I wanna be strong. I wanna persevere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One thing I realized though, through this period of time, is that I constantly relied on God always. In any circumstance, I always prayed. I have to say that God is the most excellent and wonderful confidant that you can ever find. Who else but Him will be willing to listen to all your lamentations, cries, complaints, emotional words? No one but Him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Honestly, I am confused now. At one moment, I thought that the situation was obvious. Now, I'm starting to think that it's not obvious. What is it then? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh how I wish wish wish that I can know the answer. But I'm not God. I cannot simply know the answer until God reveals it to me. I really do pray that God will reveal the answer to me soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After praying to God just now, I felt so much better. In my prayer, I literally told God that I want to see Him, that I want to hear Him, and that I want to touch Him so that I can feel the warmth of His embrace. I needed the comfort from Him. He gave it to me. It's just that most of the time, I did not realize it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So now, I would say that everything is still early. I still have so much time to explore and know more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Therefore, my answer is still to wait. That is God's answer for me. "Wait"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God knows when is the best time for things to change, and for things to be revealed. It's like a mystery. God's mystery plan for my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I entrust my life into His hands. I put my faith in Him. I know that things will be 'perfect' after all these are over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I knew that this wait was not going to easy, it was really not easy. However with God's help, He has helped me to carry most of my load. The part that I'm carrying now is only a small part, and I am already lamenting. Instead, I should carry on with the path with Him, for I know that as long as I have God by my side, things will definitely be easier than it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For now, I shall continue to wait~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Wait, and I shall see God's glory revealed&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-1055815792708376439?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1055815792708376439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=1055815792708376439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1055815792708376439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1055815792708376439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/god-is-my-confidant.html' title='God is my Confidant'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--bM4s7aPAOk/TY9TG1g5DmI/AAAAAAAAFJk/Iq_EnqzFUhw/s72-c/losing%2Bpatience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6345091732048340239</id><published>2011-03-27T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:07:39.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>University Applications</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDOAQmj-RdM/TY9Q_AwlouI/AAAAAAAAFJc/xazH9bo5zN0/s1600/university.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDOAQmj-RdM/TY9Q_AwlouI/AAAAAAAAFJc/xazH9bo5zN0/s320/university.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588774706055848674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've just applied for the university courses that I am interested in! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The whole application procedure was rather tedious! Not only that, I still have to submit my supporting documents and pay the application fees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh well, all these are done for the sake of my future. Getting into a university will be a really big part of my life, I would have to say. Since young, I always thought about the time whereby I will have to enter university. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walah! The time is nearing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pray pray pray hard that I will get in to a good university and also a good course that is beneficial for me. God shall lead me through this selection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In addition, I received my final polytechnic semester result. A GPA of 3.38. I know that it is such a fantastic grade but I will still apply for university. Everything is worth a try isn't it? You never know what will happen next. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've applied for NTU, SMU and SIM. I believe that I will definitely get into at least one of the courses that I've applied. By God's grace, I will be able to achieve that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, I'm just left with the remaining part of the application procedure, and the rest will be left into God's hands~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Everything is worth a try~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6345091732048340239?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6345091732048340239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6345091732048340239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6345091732048340239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6345091732048340239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/university-applications.html' title='University Applications'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDOAQmj-RdM/TY9Q_AwlouI/AAAAAAAAFJc/xazH9bo5zN0/s72-c/university.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-2395722606625653695</id><published>2011-03-18T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T15:48:06.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Strawberry Nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AWESOME! (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have just done my nails, and they look so cute! hehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walah! Strawberry nails~ I was learning from Bubzbeauty nail tutorial. (video is below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI39K8loz1A/TYMNehhxJAI/AAAAAAAAFJU/bL9ch9c5h9k/s1600/P18-03-11_15.43%255B01%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI39K8loz1A/TYMNehhxJAI/AAAAAAAAFJU/bL9ch9c5h9k/s320/P18-03-11_15.43%255B01%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585322780916786178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqFQZtNkTqQ/TYMNem5F4oI/AAAAAAAAFJM/ljVKN4idkWQ/s1600/P18-03-11_15.43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqFQZtNkTqQ/TYMNem5F4oI/AAAAAAAAFJM/ljVKN4idkWQ/s320/P18-03-11_15.43.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585322782356791938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7SsIQV7wfE/TYMNeWmza5I/AAAAAAAAFJE/zTCcoh4SoTY/s1600/P18-03-11_15.42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X7SsIQV7wfE/TYMNeWmza5I/AAAAAAAAFJE/zTCcoh4SoTY/s320/P18-03-11_15.42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585322777985117074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As compared to Bubby's, mine is darker in colour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It doesn't matter, my nails still look cute! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Jq-u3NlzMuU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Cute nails!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-2395722606625653695?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2395722606625653695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=2395722606625653695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2395722606625653695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2395722606625653695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/cute-strawberry-nails.html' title='Cute Strawberry Nails'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI39K8loz1A/TYMNehhxJAI/AAAAAAAAFJU/bL9ch9c5h9k/s72-c/P18-03-11_15.43%255B01%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-2309753415100865529</id><published>2011-03-15T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:23:15.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What True Love Really Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chris Medina! I was so touched by this man when I first watched his audition on American Idol Season 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This man has touched the hearts of so many people around the world. It was not because of his fantastic singing, but it was because of his great love for his fiancee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chris Medina has showed the world what true love really is. Despite his fiancee getting into an accident, he continued to stay by her side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He said "what can of guy would I be, if I was to leave when she needs me most?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;From him, we can also learn that love is not about loving the other person's looks or external features, but it is about the person's heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even though Chris did not make it to the Top 24 on American Idol, I feel that he has already won American Idol. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;There is such a thing as true love, as long as you believe in it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*True Love comes from the Heart*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-2309753415100865529?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2309753415100865529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=2309753415100865529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2309753415100865529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2309753415100865529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/chris-medina-what-are-words.html' title='What True Love Really Is'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3118359071607273980</id><published>2011-03-15T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:04:49.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Contemporary Jazz Open Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/areruooPr9M?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;yoyo! The dance video of the 2nd contemp jazz lesson is finally uploaded! yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But sadly... I can hardly be seen in this video. Oh well, I still love the choreography~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;*Dance is an Expression*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-3118359071607273980?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3118359071607273980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=3118359071607273980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3118359071607273980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3118359071607273980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/sun-of-gun-by-oh-land-03032011.html' title='Second Contemporary Jazz Open Class'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/areruooPr9M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5006891623576454040</id><published>2011-03-13T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:00:54.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Willing to Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3 to 4 years? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I heard this, I started to think hard. Am I willing to wait 3-4 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At the beginning, my heart was feeling a little uneasy. 3 - 4 years seem like a long time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But after much thorough reflection, and also having settled my uneasiness, I remembered the bible study that I did for my yesterday's quiet time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Abraham waited for 25 years before he got his first son, Isaac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Israel had to be under Egypt's slavery for 430 years before God sent Moses to rescue them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jacob waited for 14 years before he could marry Rachel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So what does these 3 to 4 years mean? Nothing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God works in His own timing, as He knows what is the best for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;However I know that this period of 3 to 4 years will not be easy. It will be tough! I will not say that I will be confident and patient. But I do pray for that patience to be instilled within me. I pray for strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is a trial that I have to face. If I can overcome this trial, I will see the wonders from it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I do pray hard that during the process of going through these 3 to 4 years, I will remember what I have said in this post. And once this period is over, I will look back and say "It was all worth the wait~ God has blessed me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My answer now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am willing to wait~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*God's Time is the Perfect Time&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5006891623576454040?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5006891623576454040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5006891623576454040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5006891623576454040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5006891623576454040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-willing-to-wait.html' title='I Am Willing to Wait'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3163286592555462852</id><published>2011-03-13T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:38:02.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Key to Optimism is Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQEegYe24eY/TXyCgfk67dI/AAAAAAAAFI8/-g2yB4QuKiY/s1600/optimism%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQEegYe24eY/TXyCgfk67dI/AAAAAAAAFI8/-g2yB4QuKiY/s320/optimism%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583481132776353234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Optimism...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I used to think that I am a very optimistic person. Always thinking positively, always having a smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;However, I realized that as I begin to face more and more failures in life, especially in relationships, I started to become more realistic or even, pessimistic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To me, it's kinda unhealthy to be pessimistic, but sometimes, due to the past failures and fears that resulted from them, that had given me such negative thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For example, I would think the guy I like, thinks that I'm invisible (not literally), but meaning that he does not care about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Which such a case, I would start thinking too much and start to build a fear within me. Sometimes, the fear within me will engulf me. I would start to become very emotional, and would often break down in tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I would also start to expect lesser things because I was so afraid of being hurt by the opposite outcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, there are couple of flaws that I possess, and I kinda dislike them. However, I know that I cannot really change the way I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. I cry very easily. I am a very emotional person. I think a lot, I feel a lot. Sometimes, little things affect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. I fall for guys very easily. I tried to control that, but feelings are not that easy to control. When you fall for someone, it's not easy to get out of it. I know, because I've experienced it a lot of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One very pessimistic thought came to my mind not too long ago, when I was feeling pretty emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My thought: 'Is it wrong to like someone? Why is it that whenever I like someone, negative things always occur and things will never work out?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I reflected back, I realized...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It is NEVER a wrong thing to like someone. Because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; God's greatest gift is LOVE. How can I ever say that liking someone is wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No... God even asks us to 'love our neighbours as ourselves'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Moreover, GOD IS LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPFU8JON_4k/TXyCgMjQeRI/AAAAAAAAFI0/K1klPtxjuDw/s1600/optimism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPFU8JON_4k/TXyCgMjQeRI/AAAAAAAAFI0/K1klPtxjuDw/s320/optimism.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583481127669102866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember liking the quotes as stated in the above picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was quoted by Winston Churchill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why should I be a pessimist? Pessimist actually creates difficulties for themselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I should be an optimist instead! Because, in every difficulty, there will always be an opportunity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A couple of days ago, I was chatting with Karen via msn. I really love this girl to bits cos she has been the one who has been sharing with me about so many things, and also by being my listening ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;During the conversation, she said something that surprised me a little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Karen: I wish I were like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Karen: you are so optimistic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After hearing her said this, I thought to myself. "Am I optimistic?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04NaaxgM80Q/TXyCgDD11eI/AAAAAAAAFIs/UfloGCt5EoI/s1600/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04NaaxgM80Q/TXyCgDD11eI/AAAAAAAAFIs/UfloGCt5EoI/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583481125121414626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I then realized one real reason that had contributed to my optimistic character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The reason is because I constantly have FAITH in GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Faith works wonders~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Faith makes you amazed at how wonderful God is~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Faith is the 'tool' that perseveres a person~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Faith builds up relationships~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Because of faith, I believed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Because of faith, I persevered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Because of faith, I am loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Faith is the absolute key to optimism. Whenever I suffer an emotional setback (usually due to relationship problems), I will always and always pray to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God is my comforter. My best friend who never stop listening to my lamentations. My father who loves me and cares for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At the end of the day, I will come to see how God has worked in my life. It is simply amazing~ Too perfect, too wonderful~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And because of my faith in God, I am still persevering now. I am and I will! Cos God will show me His works, His PERFECT works in my life one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was doing my quiet time last night, and I read something that struck me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It wrote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Everything God intends, will happen: "Surely, just as I have intended so it has happened, and just as I have planned, so it will stand." (Isaiah 14:24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Our loving Father is profoundly interested in every detail of your life. He will see you through the end... if you will let Him do it His way and on His timetable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I absolutely love the sentence that states 'Our loving Father is profoundly interested in every detail of your life.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How amazing that is! Who else will be that interested in every detail of our lives but God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I believe things will work out. In His time. I just have to be patient, and let Him do His way and on His timetable. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Because of Faith in God, I am loved~&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4UEL5ohzSU/TXyCf3JeCbI/AAAAAAAAFIk/hccILfyqz7c/s1600/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 195px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4UEL5ohzSU/TXyCf3JeCbI/AAAAAAAAFIk/hccILfyqz7c/s320/faith.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583481121923795378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-3163286592555462852?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3163286592555462852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=3163286592555462852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3163286592555462852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3163286592555462852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/key-to-optimism-is-faith.html' title='The Key to Optimism is Faith'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQEegYe24eY/TXyCgfk67dI/AAAAAAAAFI8/-g2yB4QuKiY/s72-c/optimism%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6953326696119556350</id><published>2011-03-10T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T00:31:52.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Ultimate Plan</title><content type='html'>Talking about mere coincidence, was it really a coincidence or part of God's ultimate plan just now? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I was to say what I think, I will say that God planned it all. From start to finish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God really works in ways we cannot see, and I am so so so amazed at His wondrous works! I was so astounded when I saw how God worked in the little areas of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a phrase in Ashley Tisdale's song called 'We'll be together', it went...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Good things come when we least expect them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good things will definitely come when we do not expect so much from life. I believe God will bless you richly if you do not demand much from Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People are starting to say that things are getting obvious... I think I should start cutting it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the next one week, starting from today, I'm going to refrain myself from a certain temptation. I hope I can do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I shall wait &amp;amp; see~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*God works in ways we cannot see*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6953326696119556350?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6953326696119556350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6953326696119556350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6953326696119556350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6953326696119556350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/gods-ultimate-plan.html' title='God&apos;s Ultimate Plan'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7930515825153383295</id><published>2011-03-04T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T11:27:32.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQM1FeLKuVU/TW-_015OcfI/AAAAAAAAFIc/IVWIhw_IbR0/s1600/falling%2Bin%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQM1FeLKuVU/TW-_015OcfI/AAAAAAAAFIc/IVWIhw_IbR0/s320/falling%2Bin%2Blove.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579889377876537842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Falling in love is such a simple but yet a complicated thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Looking at my past crushes, I reflect and think 'what is it about them that made me attracted to them?' I don't know the answers honestly. I feel that that is all about falling in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I read from somewhere which said 'trying to explain the reason why you love someone is like trying to describe the taste of plain water'. Exactly~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Things that I've discovered in regards to falling in love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- You get very sensitive about the person, about every actions or things that he say. You're just afraid to lose him and that he might like another person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- You tend to stalk him, unknowingly and maybe even with a purpose. But yes! Don't deny it, girls~ haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- You constantly check your facebook or sms or msn to see whether has he replied you (when you had only just send him a message a minute ago). LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- You always have the urge to talk to him, but sometimes you don't know how to or don't even dare to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- The tiniest thing that he does or says to you (e.g. commenting on your facebook status) makes you jump for joy as though you have just struck a lottery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Girls especially love to share about things regarding the guy they like, to their friends. It can even be the slightest thing like "hey gal! The shirt that (the guy's name) wore today is so cute on him!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- You will find all possible ways to ask the guy out. Yes! You will find all sorts of cheeky ways to ask him out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Some girls, I know, will go and make friends with his buddies to get more information about him and also to gain his attention. hmmm... I've never tried that before. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Some girls, I know, will even take up the same interests as him! E.g. He loves soccer, so you try to appreciate soccer and may even go and pick up soccer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you go on a shopping trip, you may even want to get something for him too~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- You think of him almost ever second! Sometimes, you even dream of him. He preoccupies your mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you see him, it's either you become very talkative or you become very silent. It's simply because you don't know how to act properly in front of him! But I know deep down inside, you're dying to talk to him! ;DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- You stay up late hoping to see him online so that you can talk to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you're sad, you want him to be the first one to comfort you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you're happy, you want him to be the first one to share your joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you're angry, you want him to be there to give you a hug to cool you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you're tired, you want him to be there to give you a shoulder to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you're jealous, you want him to tell you that he loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- When you're cold, you want him to put his jacket around you to make you feel warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The list goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There are so many things that I've discovered. I will admit that some of my past experiences were not that good, but things happened for a reason. God placed certain people in your life for a reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I used to lament to God and asked why is it that I always cannot seem to get things right with the guy I like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now reflecting back... I know the reasons why. I realized that those guys that I had liked once, were not the suitable one for me. Moreover, they're definitely not God's chosen one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There's a well-known saying that goes 'Love Is Blind'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I totally disagree with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love is not blind. In fact, love opens your eyes. In love, you come to understand every single bit of the person. It's not that love makes you blinded to the person's flaws, it's just that you are willing to accept his flaws and see them as his strengths instead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love is about acceptance. Love is about building a relationship with someone. Love is undying. Love is everlasting! Just like how God loves us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For me? I used to be so afraid of falling in love because of the past rejections and failures that I had encountered in the past. There was once when I was rejected by a guy, I literally told myself that I will not fall in love again until a guy comes up to me and tells me he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rather silly huh? Now, I will tell myself to never be afraid of falling in love because LOVE is such a wonderful and beautiful thing that God has created. Falling in love is awesome, in fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Currently, I am reading a book called 'How to Get a Date Worth Keeping?' by Dr Henry Cloud. It's a very interesting book. I must say that I not a fan of books, but this book kept me reading on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One thing interesting that this book had taught me is that I should not be just sitting back and waiting for God to bring my Prince Charming to my doorstep. No no no! God did ensure us that we can find a person that will become our suitable partners, but it does not mean that God will literally bring him to our doorstep! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Ding Dong!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Hi! Who are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Hello! I'm the Chosen one for you! God sent me here!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That's not that possible right? Even if so, it will scare the hell out of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The author stated that instead of waiting, we should carry out the actions ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If we do not sow, how can we reap the harvest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The same applies, if we do not make an initiative to find our future partners, then how can we find a suitable person for us then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh well! I've talked a lot now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But ya! Falling in love is not a scary thing, it's a wonderful thing in life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Therefore folks, never be afraid to fall in love because you never know what's out there for you~ All you need to do is just to step out of your door, and explore the world outside! God will lead you from there and I'm certain that God's works will amaze you~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cheers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*LOVE - God's wonderful gift&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7930515825153383295?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7930515825153383295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7930515825153383295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7930515825153383295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7930515825153383295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/falling-in-love.html' title='Falling In Love'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQM1FeLKuVU/TW-_015OcfI/AAAAAAAAFIc/IVWIhw_IbR0/s72-c/falling%2Bin%2Blove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-187628795237708267</id><published>2011-03-02T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:30:25.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Make-up Tryout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was soooo freaking bored today! For the whole day, I was watching youtube videos including make-up tutorials from Michelle Phan, 2Ne1 TV, and Super Junior Full House (re-watching it again! hoho~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then, I decided to improve my make-up skills. Thus I went to watch a make-up tutorial from Michelle Phan called 'Hippie Princess : Spring Edition 1'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yup! I tried to do the same~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Actual look from Michelle Phan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv_CKIXBZ6I/TW4adP62sAI/AAAAAAAAFIU/0kt1yh94J5Q/s1600/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B-%2BMichelle%2BPhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv_CKIXBZ6I/TW4adP62sAI/AAAAAAAAFIU/0kt1yh94J5Q/s320/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B-%2BMichelle%2BPhan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579426078150537218" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My imitated look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RquA_vWA40I/TW4acq3szeI/AAAAAAAAFIM/IQ00B84bPb4/s1600/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RquA_vWA40I/TW4acq3szeI/AAAAAAAAFIM/IQ00B84bPb4/s320/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579426068205194722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRlOuZzrPgQ/TW4acU9W29I/AAAAAAAAFIE/7iFi9i8I4w8/s1600/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRlOuZzrPgQ/TW4acU9W29I/AAAAAAAAFIE/7iFi9i8I4w8/s320/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579426062323342290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xUw05bSkA4I/TW4acbE1TcI/AAAAAAAAFH8/uczjuyrJ4Yg/s1600/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xUw05bSkA4I/TW4acbE1TcI/AAAAAAAAFH8/uczjuyrJ4Yg/s320/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579426063965310402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The difference among the 3 photos of me is the headband, as you can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, I know that my make-up is not as good as compared to Michelle's, and obviously my face looks darker in the photos (cos my webcam quality isn't that good). Plus, I know my make-up cannot be really seen in the photos. Oh well, there's still an effort put in~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But, I had fun trying out the make-up! hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will try again next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The actual video of Michelle Phan~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2fTToWUoz2o?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Beauty is skin-deep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-187628795237708267?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/187628795237708267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=187628795237708267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/187628795237708267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/187628795237708267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/hippie-princess-spring-edition-1.html' title='My First Make-up Tryout'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv_CKIXBZ6I/TW4adP62sAI/AAAAAAAAFIU/0kt1yh94J5Q/s72-c/Hippie%2BPrincess%2B-%2BMichelle%2BPhan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3268500510148246191</id><published>2011-03-01T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:08:16.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemporary Jazz Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1NOV_71ZYto?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hey all! The video is the contemporary jazz lesson that I had attended at O school last Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Contemp jazz is awesome! Gonna brush up my dance skills! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Dance, my Passion*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-3268500510148246191?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3268500510148246191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=3268500510148246191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3268500510148246191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3268500510148246191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/harold-song-by-pink-24022011.html' title='Contemporary Jazz Lesson'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1NOV_71ZYto/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-2633184003996480232</id><published>2011-02-28T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:53:46.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God, My Compass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oai9ChE4Zc0/TWsnX7zw6vI/AAAAAAAAFH0/N3lQVyfFhK0/s1600/compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oai9ChE4Zc0/TWsnX7zw6vI/AAAAAAAAFH0/N3lQVyfFhK0/s320/compass.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578595855573773042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remembered venting a lot of my emotions on facebook and on my blog a couple of months ago. At that time, I was confused, I was frustrated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then not long ago, another big confusion came upon me. I was wrestling with my own emotions this time. I felt utterly fickle-minded, utterly stressed out. I kept praying and praying to God to help me get through this tide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HE DID! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A couple of days ago, Karen came to talk to me. At first, I didn't want to reveal so much information to her. However, being myself, I poured out all my feelings and thoughts to her. Ironically, talking to her helped me to settle my confused thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then, I knew. God has told me His answer. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;God uses many various ways to talk to us. It maybe through the bible. It maybe through the people around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was surprised that I was not only not sad, but I was filled with joy and relief! Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;God is my compass or you may even say that He's my GPS (in modern term). LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But YES! He is my compass! He knows which is the right way for me to go. Sometimes I get lost is not because God left me in the lurch, but it's simply because I chose to shut my ears and not listen to His kind and patient instructions for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, I've seen God's awesome glory and His absolute love for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I do not know how will things go next, with my whole new perspective and mindset. However, I do believe that it is all part of God's perfect plan for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;God knows what is BEST for us. Even though it may not be perfect in our eyes, but it is so very perfect in His eyes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*God is my Compass*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-2633184003996480232?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2633184003996480232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=2633184003996480232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2633184003996480232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2633184003996480232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/god-my-compass.html' title='God, My Compass'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oai9ChE4Zc0/TWsnX7zw6vI/AAAAAAAAFH0/N3lQVyfFhK0/s72-c/compass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5234581956214575838</id><published>2011-02-21T15:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:58:02.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summary Of My Polytechnic Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When I completed my final understanding test this morning, it marked the end of my poly life and the beginning of my loooong holiday! hoho~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well... All those sweet reminiscence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's recall what had happened during my entire 3 years in RP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 1- Semester 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first class - W36K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRdz50_Vbuc/TWIuS6xB5XI/AAAAAAAAFHE/l_RxahGK-wQ/s1600/W36K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRdz50_Vbuc/TWIuS6xB5XI/AAAAAAAAFHE/l_RxahGK-wQ/s320/W36K.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576070191185519986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remembered that I was the quietest girl in the class. Well, it was not because I was really quiet, but because I was unable to mix well with my classmates except a few only.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a 'great' start of my poly life huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 1 - Semester 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favourite classes, W34B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJRhe3U6oSU/TWIuSq63BYI/AAAAAAAAFG8/HcYNCv0PmIY/s1600/Andy%252C%2BPS%2B%2526%2BI%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJRhe3U6oSU/TWIuSq63BYI/AAAAAAAAFG8/HcYNCv0PmIY/s320/Andy%252C%2BPS%2B%2526%2BI%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576070186931783042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiMRnPHqdl0/TWIuSn2dVfI/AAAAAAAAFG0/LhF1Lghq0N4/s1600/DSCN2615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiMRnPHqdl0/TWIuSn2dVfI/AAAAAAAAFG0/LhF1Lghq0N4/s320/DSCN2615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576070186108016114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QiIrK2QbWpM/TWIuSSAp8YI/AAAAAAAAFGs/jz6pkT8pC-M/s1600/Grp%2Bphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QiIrK2QbWpM/TWIuSSAp8YI/AAAAAAAAFGs/jz6pkT8pC-M/s320/Grp%2Bphoto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576070180245205378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flSaY_LLp3o/TWIuSMVMxYI/AAAAAAAAFGk/J_BV9cDn7k4/s1600/03122008%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-flSaY_LLp3o/TWIuSMVMxYI/AAAAAAAAFGk/J_BV9cDn7k4/s320/03122008%2528003%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576070178720761218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That period of time was really enjoyable! oh... I miss my pals~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 2 - Semester 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first DHHM (Diploma in Hotel &amp;amp; Hospitality Management) class, E66A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jpPbk1otgCE/TWIsBB4CnrI/AAAAAAAAFGU/Cy2skgcwtEU/s1600/Grp%2Bphoto%2Bafter%2Bwatching%2B%2527the%2Bhangover%2527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jpPbk1otgCE/TWIsBB4CnrI/AAAAAAAAFGU/Cy2skgcwtEU/s320/Grp%2Bphoto%2Bafter%2Bwatching%2B%2527the%2Bhangover%2527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576067684833074866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7FYqHB4_14k/TWIsBDZRtaI/AAAAAAAAFGM/wBtzExXRUTk/s1600/IMGP2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7FYqHB4_14k/TWIsBDZRtaI/AAAAAAAAFGM/wBtzExXRUTk/s320/IMGP2157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576067685240911266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9fWao0Iidc/TWIsA7qCz-I/AAAAAAAAFGE/4OQMHkUtFGQ/s1600/E66A%253B%2BSite%2BVisit%2B015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9fWao0Iidc/TWIsA7qCz-I/AAAAAAAAFGE/4OQMHkUtFGQ/s320/E66A%253B%2BSite%2BVisit%2B015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576067683163754466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJQ3VI8eZFE/TWIsAmd3g6I/AAAAAAAAFF8/nFzNL7x5EKY/s1600/Class%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJQ3VI8eZFE/TWIsAmd3g6I/AAAAAAAAFF8/nFzNL7x5EKY/s320/Class%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576067677475537826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a total different experience for me being classmates with students from other courses and students from DHHM. haha! DHHM students are more shiong &amp;amp; are chiong-sters! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 2 - Semester 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Favourite Class of my entire RP life! E54F!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUAzfD3COiY/TWIkjPdpd8I/AAAAAAAAFF0/cCZ1Z8mCaiw/s1600/Gals%2Blurve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUAzfD3COiY/TWIkjPdpd8I/AAAAAAAAFF0/cCZ1Z8mCaiw/s320/Gals%2Blurve.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576059476503001026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YcefGMa9wM/TWIki9Pc_fI/AAAAAAAAFFs/h995T8Y2cy4/s1600/E54F%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YcefGMa9wM/TWIki9Pc_fI/AAAAAAAAFFs/h995T8Y2cy4/s320/E54F%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576059471611624946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-An8a_q2WX40/TWIki6jz8XI/AAAAAAAAFFk/3JEllh4zz_g/s1600/Gals%2B%2526%2Bguys%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-An8a_q2WX40/TWIki6jz8XI/AAAAAAAAFFk/3JEllh4zz_g/s320/Gals%2B%2526%2Bguys%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576059470891708786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y1umo83-VA/TWIkikasoUI/AAAAAAAAFFc/VFtNF_skeQ8/s1600/Girls%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y1umo83-VA/TWIkikasoUI/AAAAAAAAFFc/VFtNF_skeQ8/s320/Girls%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576059464947900738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QvgzPNPVubk/TWIkirRU6nI/AAAAAAAAFFU/1fTlQ-sLugo/s1600/E54F%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QvgzPNPVubk/TWIkirRU6nI/AAAAAAAAFFU/1fTlQ-sLugo/s320/E54F%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576059466787646066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would say that I had tons &amp;amp; tons &amp;amp; tons of fun and laughter with E54F! misses~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also made lots of friends in this class. I miss all the time that we have had! sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 3 - Semester 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was separated with some of my good pals during this period of time because I was having my internship and they were having their lessons in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered my internship experience at Amara Sanctuary Resort! There was joy, fun, happiness, as well as frustrations, unhappiness and anger. Oh well, one thing that I have taken back from this internship is that I will never ever work in the hotel industry in the future! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yea... I do miss some of my colleagues there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 3 - Semester 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to school life after 6 months of internship. At that time, I needed some time to adapt back to RP life because I was quite accustomed to the work life then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this semester, I did not have much fun. The first reason is because I changed classes everyday, which made it hard for me to have a group of friends that I could stick to. Secondly, majority of my pals were having their internship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept wishing that I would quickly graduate and end this semester fast. Well, walah! Today's the day that my wish has come true. Sounds pathetic huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm... actually no... It's not pathetic. I still miss my poly life, and the end of it marks a new phase in my life. University. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing that made a huge impact in my poly life was my dance life in RP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Style Groovaz Crew (SGC)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though now I'm no longer going back to SGC, but there are still so many sweet memories that I have had with SGC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bootcamp '08!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My team: IDK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0r5ud-bhA38/TWIiqch6KMI/AAAAAAAAFFM/3c1VVGt8wbE/s1600/IDK%2Brox%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0r5ud-bhA38/TWIiqch6KMI/AAAAAAAAFFM/3c1VVGt8wbE/s320/IDK%2Brox%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576057401246361794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Junior Debut Showcase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My team: Territorial Embark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Op2ONCj9Woo/TWIiqXfYbuI/AAAAAAAAFFE/vQh7ac6QUks/s1600/TE%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Op2ONCj9Woo/TWIiqXfYbuI/AAAAAAAAFFE/vQh7ac6QUks/s320/TE%2Bgirls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576057399893585634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-if-R0uJXQZE/TWIiqP1UHzI/AAAAAAAAFE8/DpdjumcbcCY/s1600/TE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-if-R0uJXQZE/TWIiqP1UHzI/AAAAAAAAFE8/DpdjumcbcCY/s320/TE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576057397838094130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MUSE '08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHlrn1BFsGw/TWIip_9y4yI/AAAAAAAAFE0/44p2XNZQx0I/s1600/TGF.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qHlrn1BFsGw/TWIip_9y4yI/AAAAAAAAFE0/44p2XNZQx0I/s320/TGF.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576057393578697506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bootcamp '09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was the leader of one of the freshies group~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlxdSRwIHLk/TWIip-R9JFI/AAAAAAAAFEs/WdZ6exzkF24/s1600/50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zlxdSRwIHLk/TWIip-R9JFI/AAAAAAAAFEs/WdZ6exzkF24/s320/50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576057393126384722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DevKQ9_Sr3A/TWIZWE1iJpI/AAAAAAAAFEk/YYlGDmG1arg/s1600/Little%2BMiss%2BGeeky%2BFiducia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DevKQ9_Sr3A/TWIZWE1iJpI/AAAAAAAAFEk/YYlGDmG1arg/s320/Little%2BMiss%2BGeeky%2BFiducia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576047155684189842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flame Awards '09!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Theme: Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhh8cJHhUuE/TWIZWGQRMNI/AAAAAAAAFEc/wB4x6VSttTI/s1600/SGC.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhh8cJHhUuE/TWIZWGQRMNI/AAAAAAAAFEc/wB4x6VSttTI/s320/SGC.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576047156064760018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IFC Concert Performance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNAiQrz6SF8/TWIZV4Cq7RI/AAAAAAAAFEU/X-w1hyOMoO4/s1600/SGC%2B2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNAiQrz6SF8/TWIZV4Cq7RI/AAAAAAAAFEU/X-w1hyOMoO4/s320/SGC%2B2.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576047152249629970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jam &amp;amp; Hop '09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gR9A1EMei1U/TWIZVoV3gpI/AAAAAAAAFEM/cHo9CRmKqAs/s1600/SGC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gR9A1EMei1U/TWIZVoV3gpI/AAAAAAAAFEM/cHo9CRmKqAs/s320/SGC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576047148035179154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Momentum '09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCGqY_2BgRk/TWIZVkFR4YI/AAAAAAAAFEE/fpCuvcyfMyk/s1600/SGC%2Blurvezzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCGqY_2BgRk/TWIZVkFR4YI/AAAAAAAAFEE/fpCuvcyfMyk/s320/SGC%2Blurvezzz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576047146891862402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MUSE '09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWbqBSam63Q/TWIUywpWRdI/AAAAAAAAFD8/emEZiA0nOg4/s1600/SGC.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWbqBSam63Q/TWIUywpWRdI/AAAAAAAAFD8/emEZiA0nOg4/s320/SGC.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576042150922438098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Board of Governors Performance (2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1RWya6oWclY/TWIUynPeAOI/AAAAAAAAFD0/9T2sC8yY_YE/s1600/SGC%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1RWya6oWclY/TWIUynPeAOI/AAAAAAAAFD0/9T2sC8yY_YE/s320/SGC%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576042148397973730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ministry of Home Affairs Performance (2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3nGmnsi2Mw/TWIUysWHAGI/AAAAAAAAFDs/wl9-o8D_loc/s1600/Dance%2Bgroups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3nGmnsi2Mw/TWIUysWHAGI/AAAAAAAAFDs/wl9-o8D_loc/s320/Dance%2Bgroups.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576042149768003682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Open House '10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uyl7OX5zeFw/TWIUyZeSurI/AAAAAAAAFDk/Yp3HfF8M_dI/s1600/Performers%2Bfor%2BOpen%2BHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uyl7OX5zeFw/TWIUyZeSurI/AAAAAAAAFDk/Yp3HfF8M_dI/s320/Performers%2Bfor%2BOpen%2BHouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576042144702053042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danzation '11!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6FJ9XkiWOY/TWIUyCyk23I/AAAAAAAAFDc/QXoTUCrDrw4/s1600/SGC%2B%2526%2BNRA%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6FJ9XkiWOY/TWIUyCyk23I/AAAAAAAAFDc/QXoTUCrDrw4/s320/SGC%2B%2526%2BNRA%2B14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576042138613111666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awww... I miss my life in RP so badly and now it has ended...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, that's part and parcel of life. What stays are the sweet memories~ :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the conclusion of my poly life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*Sweet Reminiscence*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5234581956214575838?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5234581956214575838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5234581956214575838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5234581956214575838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5234581956214575838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/summary-of-my-polytechnic-life.html' title='A Summary Of My Polytechnic Life'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uRdz50_Vbuc/TWIuS6xB5XI/AAAAAAAAFHE/l_RxahGK-wQ/s72-c/W36K.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3578438877558239813</id><published>2011-02-12T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T23:22:20.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost time to say 'Goodbye'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfJPJhF4W-A/TVajRUzB9ZI/AAAAAAAAFCs/LnSdQ9VUGNc/s1600/graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfJPJhF4W-A/TVajRUzB9ZI/AAAAAAAAFCs/LnSdQ9VUGNc/s320/graduation.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572821106953418130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was the last day of school of my entire 3 years of poly life in RP yesterday. It then made me realized how fast time really flies. It only seems like yesterday when I got into RP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This shows that I'm graduating from poly soon! It is mix of feelings really... A mix of joy and a mix of sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kinda feeling &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="spell"&gt;不舍得 when I come to think about leaving poly life. My friends, my facilitators, my school life, dance, the fun and the time of bonding that I have had with my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="spell"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Now I'm left with another 5 more days of UT3 before I can really say 'goodbye' to RP. It's my final phase! I'll miss RP~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;What is left are the memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Memories*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-3578438877558239813?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3578438877558239813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=3578438877558239813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3578438877558239813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/3578438877558239813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-almost-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='It&apos;s almost time to say &apos;Goodbye&apos;'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfJPJhF4W-A/TVajRUzB9ZI/AAAAAAAAFCs/LnSdQ9VUGNc/s72-c/graduation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-11612371396760099</id><published>2011-02-05T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T17:00:27.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TU0PaddRoEI/AAAAAAAAFCk/UJZxdmWJ2YE/s1600/CNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TU0PaddRoEI/AAAAAAAAFCk/UJZxdmWJ2YE/s320/CNY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570125261385605186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to Everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's already the third day of the lunar new year, and I'm enjoying my long weekend~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Had been visiting my relatives with my family for the past 2 days, and had collected quite a number of hong baos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, what I'm blogging here is not to boast about the number of hong baos that I've collected during this festive period. What I'm going to blog about is the underlying meaning of Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, after having a time of family devotion last night, my parents discussed about the importance of family reunion and communication with our relatives. It is true that we only get to see many of our relatives only at least once a year, so we should make the effort to interact with them if possible. It is true that each time I meet my relatives, I find it hard to open my mouth to talk to them. However, that should not be so. Then, what's the point of family reunion???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How have your Chinese New Year been? I do hope that there have been a good time of bonding with your family &amp;amp; relatives. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For now, have a blessed Chinese New Year! Cheers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="spell" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;祝大家新年快乐*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-11612371396760099?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/11612371396760099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=11612371396760099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/11612371396760099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/11612371396760099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='新年快乐'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TU0PaddRoEI/AAAAAAAAFCk/UJZxdmWJ2YE/s72-c/CNY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-340178027430118611</id><published>2011-02-01T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T17:09:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you Blacky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUfKSulMzxI/AAAAAAAAFCY/9nt4Ffsa__0/s1600/P24-07-10_20.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUfKSulMzxI/AAAAAAAAFCY/9nt4Ffsa__0/s320/P24-07-10_20.15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568641887357423378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On 29th January 2011, approximately 10.50am, Blacky passed away while lying on my palm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even as I'm typing these words down now, I'm still grieving over his death. I miss him sooo much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The whole thing happened when I went to check out the hamsters' cages in the morning, as usual, for their feeding time. Then I was shocked when I saw Blacky overturned on his back. At that point of time, I knew that something was amiss. I picked him up and lay him on my right palm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He was gasping for air at that point of time already... He was too weak to even stand. Then I knew that he was dying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I let him lie on my palm as I stroke his fur gently with my left hand. I wept very bitterly. However, this was not the first time that I had witnessed the process of death already. I could not take it when it a happened to another of my hamsters called, Jacky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;During the whole process of witnessing Blacky dying, I kept praying to God to let go of his life because I know that it is time for him to leave this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Approximately 50 minutes later, he took his last breath and his last stretch before his heart stopped beating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I miss you so so so much Blacky... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even though I don't believe that animals have spirits, but I still believe that God still controls lives and deaths. Therefore, I believed that God had taken Blacky's life away that day, and God had chosen that particular day to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In His Time... God has His plans worked in His Time~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*In His Time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-340178027430118611?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/340178027430118611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=340178027430118611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/340178027430118611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/340178027430118611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-miss-you-blacky.html' title='I miss you Blacky...'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUfKSulMzxI/AAAAAAAAFCY/9nt4Ffsa__0/s72-c/P24-07-10_20.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-243402992022561575</id><published>2011-01-28T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T23:28:09.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of Singleness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TULekyJP-YI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/R1pkyRdVCpc/s1600/singleness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TULekyJP-YI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/R1pkyRdVCpc/s320/singleness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567256812900579714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh well! oh well! I don't know why, but this morning when I woke up, I felt so happy. There was this joy within me. A sense of comfort, a sense of peace. The feeling was GOOD~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I saw the awesomeness and wonders of being single, and I'm loving it now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Weird huh? You might think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway what's the point of getting into a relationship so early when your purpose is to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sooo... Why not enjoy being single when you can? xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I really felt this sense of joy within me. I believe it's God's work then~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After going through certain trials, it really make me reflect &amp;amp; think. I do feel happier now! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thank you God for everything~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*The Gift of Singleness~&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-243402992022561575?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/243402992022561575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=243402992022561575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/243402992022561575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/243402992022561575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/01/gift-of-singleness.html' title='The Gift of Singleness'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TULekyJP-YI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/R1pkyRdVCpc/s72-c/singleness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7618923141129620740</id><published>2011-01-27T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:04:12.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patiently waiting for God's answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUE-ET9v7TI/AAAAAAAAFCI/-BUR7yr3WKQ/s1600/good%2Bthings%2Bcome%2Bto%2Bthose%2Bwho%2Bwait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUE-ET9v7TI/AAAAAAAAFCI/-BUR7yr3WKQ/s320/good%2Bthings%2Bcome%2Bto%2Bthose%2Bwho%2Bwait.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566798858206309682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've thought it  through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've talked it through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've prayed it through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And now, I will not think so much about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's rather ironic... I used to want it so much in the past, but now, I feel that I'm not ready...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Since I am not ready, then there is no point for me to ponder over it so much then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I will still continue to pray for it though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I will wait patiently upon God's answer for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUE-BEZVi2I/AAAAAAAAFCA/r3YkgOZeC9I/s1600/there%2Bwill%2Bbe%2Ban%2Banswer...let%2Bit%2Bbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUE-BEZVi2I/AAAAAAAAFCA/r3YkgOZeC9I/s320/there%2Bwill%2Bbe%2Ban%2Banswer...let%2Bit%2Bbe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566798802487446370" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAITH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"but those who hope in the LORD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;will renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;They will soar on wings like eagles;&lt;br /&gt; they will run and not grow weary,&lt;br /&gt; they will walk and not be faint."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Isaiah 40:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7618923141129620740?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7618923141129620740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7618923141129620740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7618923141129620740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7618923141129620740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/01/patiently-waiting-for-gods-answer.html' title='Patiently waiting for God&apos;s answer'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TUE-ET9v7TI/AAAAAAAAFCI/-BUR7yr3WKQ/s72-c/good%2Bthings%2Bcome%2Bto%2Bthose%2Bwho%2Bwait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7059143600789713801</id><published>2011-01-26T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T17:12:28.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chosen One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TT-FUif6lOI/AAAAAAAAFB4/CbgePiIc9Tk/s1600/finger%2Bpointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TT-FUif6lOI/AAAAAAAAFB4/CbgePiIc9Tk/s320/finger%2Bpointing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566314252357768418" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*There isn't a such thing as the Right one, but the Chosen one*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I used to think that there is a right person out there for me. However, now I've learned that there's no such thing as the Right person or Mr Right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No one is perfect in this world. Everyone has their own flaws. We cannot expect to find the Mr Perfect or Ms Perfect one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was inspired by Daniel's wedding invitation card which I saw a couple of days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Chosen, Not the Right One"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I then realized that our future partners are the people that God has chosen to place in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That is why sometimes people might ask "If there is a right person for everyone in this world, then why are there cases of divorces or singleness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The answer is because it was God's choice for doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He carefully chooses the most suitable person that can complement you. Most importantly, the person that He has chosen for you is to build you up in your life. That is why sometimes we may see couples that are totally different from each other. One person may be very extroverted, while the other is introverted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well... What can I say but to say that God has a special purpose for having certain plans set for us in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And... I believe that God's plans are perfect even though we may see His plans as imperfect. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Therefore, trust in God always. You never know what plans God has set for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God Bless everyone! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*There isn't a such thing as the Right one, but the CHOSEN one*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7059143600789713801?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7059143600789713801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7059143600789713801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7059143600789713801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7059143600789713801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/01/chosen-one.html' title='The Chosen One'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TT-FUif6lOI/AAAAAAAAFB4/CbgePiIc9Tk/s72-c/finger%2Bpointing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4330418765576172833</id><published>2011-01-25T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:08:29.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it worth it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it worth it to fight so hard for a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it worth it to pursue your own happiness while knowing that someone else might get hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it worth it to put in so much effort to win the guy's heart but yet he doesn't seem to care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it worth it to go beyond this friendship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it worth it to fight so hard when you know that someone else likes the same person as you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it worth it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The answer is that I don't know... but I know there will be pain and disappointment involved in this whole process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I fear... I really fear... but what else can I do but to wait patiently on God's will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it worth the wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4330418765576172833?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4330418765576172833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4330418765576172833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4330418765576172833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4330418765576172833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/01/is-it-worth-it.html' title='Is it worth it?'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4985175410045610873</id><published>2011-01-23T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T17:39:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is God's plan and purpose for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm still rather confused... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What is God's purpose &amp;amp; plan for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why did He put me in this position in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;If so, then why did He place these people in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why do I have these emotions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why those stories? What do they mean? What are you trying to imply? What are you trying to tell me Lord?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Is this part of your plan? If so, I pray that you'll reveal them to me Lord, for I know you love me and will not harm me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, '&lt;wbr&gt;plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.' (Jeremiah 29:11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAITH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*GIGGLE - Growing In God's Great Love Everyday*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forever Lord, I will do this~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4985175410045610873?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4985175410045610873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4985175410045610873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4985175410045610873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4985175410045610873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-is-gods-plan-and-purpose-for-me.html' title='What is God&apos;s plan and purpose for me?'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5471810981569568642</id><published>2011-01-18T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:49:57.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter, the Best Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;la la la~ I was so bored in class today that I began to search for links that would entertain me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Walah! I found a couple of links, and one of them is 'www.engrish.com'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hohoho! I was laughing all the way when I read all the broken English!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Enjoy folks! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZVvFydZI/AAAAAAAAFBw/Ukjk7BQCrnI/s1600/suck_a_good_friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZVvFydZI/AAAAAAAAFBw/Ukjk7BQCrnI/s320/suck_a_good_friend.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563521513383163282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZVakN2nI/AAAAAAAAFBo/nxccxevGzOQ/s1600/seven-color-crystal-boll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZVakN2nI/AAAAAAAAFBo/nxccxevGzOQ/s320/seven-color-crystal-boll.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563521507873643122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZVJKJaDI/AAAAAAAAFBg/QLhjghO_phk/s1600/fall_into_water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZVJKJaDI/AAAAAAAAFBg/QLhjghO_phk/s320/fall_into_water.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563521503200897074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZUtlDD9I/AAAAAAAAFBY/Y3Ne8KBLZws/s1600/dried-ball-bursts-into-rage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZUtlDD9I/AAAAAAAAFBY/Y3Ne8KBLZws/s320/dried-ball-bursts-into-rage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563521495797534674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZUnyq4EI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/ZCLXADL-zrI/s1600/chinese-menu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZUnyq4EI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/ZCLXADL-zrI/s320/chinese-menu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563521494244057154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also posted all these into my new Tumblr! HEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Laughter, the Best Medicine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5471810981569568642?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5471810981569568642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5471810981569568642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5471810981569568642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5471810981569568642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/01/laughter-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter, the Best Medicine'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TTWZVvFydZI/AAAAAAAAFBw/Ukjk7BQCrnI/s72-c/suck_a_good_friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6771650346542953295</id><published>2011-01-10T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:41:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of the Year 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hey yo! Talking about the start of the year 2011, actually it has been 10 days since the new year! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, I was way too busy to blog about the recent happenings. Well, that's because I had too many events to attend to! hoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Talking about being busy, I'm finally free now! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First Event: Christmas Family Gathering @ My House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My maternal side's relatives came to my house for a simple Christmas gathering on Christmas eve. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had turkey, log cake, and lots &amp;amp; lots of food! woohoo! yumz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjvacz89I/AAAAAAAAFBI/kma5ROH6lwg/s1600/Makan%2Btime%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjvacz89I/AAAAAAAAFBI/kma5ROH6lwg/s320/Makan%2Btime%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560577462380000210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ice Cream Log Cake! Absolutely delicious~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjvBcjOPI/AAAAAAAAFBA/JORXzYDoqao/s1600/Log%2Bcake%2521%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjvBcjOPI/AAAAAAAAFBA/JORXzYDoqao/s320/Log%2Bcake%2521%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560577455668017394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My cutie little cousin Pin Fei sulking while hugging tight to the gift that Grace &amp;amp; I gave her! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsju60zRNI/AAAAAAAAFA4/vEHNkvAYLso/s1600/Little%2BPin%2BFei%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsju60zRNI/AAAAAAAAFA4/vEHNkvAYLso/s320/Little%2BPin%2BFei%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560577453890684114" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Little Pin Fei thinking that she's very pretty with her fake earrings. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjul_BGPI/AAAAAAAAFAw/F6lLPcAVINQ/s1600/Little%2BPin%2BFei%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjul_BGPI/AAAAAAAAFAw/F6lLPcAVINQ/s320/Little%2BPin%2BFei%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560577448296388850" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Family Photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjucL1lZI/AAAAAAAAFAo/Payl6DAlszA/s1600/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjucL1lZI/AAAAAAAAFAo/Payl6DAlszA/s320/Family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560577445665805714" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Second Event: Christmas Party @ Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Games time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsizJEjOQI/AAAAAAAAFAg/sDWO4A5JvHI/s1600/Games%2Btime%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsizJEjOQI/AAAAAAAAFAg/sDWO4A5JvHI/s320/Games%2Btime%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560576426922686722" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;RIBs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyil5mbI/AAAAAAAAFAY/bEjhRt4UBfE/s1600/RIBs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyil5mbI/AAAAAAAAFAY/bEjhRt4UBfE/s320/RIBs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560576416593582514" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Log Cake again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyUCB3vI/AAAAAAAAFAQ/X7wQoVNFszQ/s1600/Log%2Bcake%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyUCB3vI/AAAAAAAAFAQ/X7wQoVNFszQ/s320/Log%2Bcake%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560576412685033202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After that, we had a Christmas dinner with my family @ Sharon's house with her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sharon's teddy &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyN_577I/AAAAAAAAFAI/df7YqWKRkVE/s1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyN_577I/AAAAAAAAFAI/df7YqWKRkVE/s320/Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560576411065511858" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Youths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyGL6dbI/AAAAAAAAFAA/9E_DPeozLmA/s1600/Christmas%2B%2540%2BSharon%2527s%2Bhouse%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsiyGL6dbI/AAAAAAAAFAA/9E_DPeozLmA/s320/Christmas%2B%2540%2BSharon%2527s%2Bhouse%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560576408968394162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Third Event: Collage Making with RIBs@ Sharon's house for CK's &amp;amp; Alexis' wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4vWsRZI/AAAAAAAAE_4/JAjTTZxoHM4/s1600/Making%2Bthe%2Bcollage%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4vWsRZI/AAAAAAAAE_4/JAjTTZxoHM4/s320/Making%2Bthe%2Bcollage%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560575423587042706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4ldPrxI/AAAAAAAAE_w/eaGj99t0nxQ/s1600/Making%2Bthe%2Bcollage%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4ldPrxI/AAAAAAAAE_w/eaGj99t0nxQ/s320/Making%2Bthe%2Bcollage%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560575420930174738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4c_IxDI/AAAAAAAAE_o/BDyPuZmMGMc/s1600/Making%2Bthe%2Bcollage%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4c_IxDI/AAAAAAAAE_o/BDyPuZmMGMc/s320/Making%2Bthe%2Bcollage%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560575418656408626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fourth Event: Baking Session with RIBs@ Sharon's house for CK's &amp;amp; Alexis' wedding party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sheryl mixing the batter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4NfAXkI/AAAAAAAAE_g/hbRi6045yww/s1600/Sheryl%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4NfAXkI/AAAAAAAAE_g/hbRi6045yww/s320/Sheryl%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560575414495108674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Completed Bread Pudding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4MbWJuI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/shTGVZ-iMy8/s1600/Our%2BBread%2BPudding%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsh4MbWJuI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/shTGVZ-iMy8/s320/Our%2BBread%2BPudding%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560575414211323618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fifth Event: Ching Kit &amp;amp; Alexis' Wedding Service &amp;amp; Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSshAfBMP2I/AAAAAAAAE_Q/yx8sU8TXnyY/s1600/Invitation%2Bcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSshAfBMP2I/AAAAAAAAE_Q/yx8sU8TXnyY/s320/Invitation%2Bcard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560574457129221986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Arrival of the Wedding couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSshAL91ptI/AAAAAAAAE_I/OHQ5VekV55I/s1600/Arrival%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bbride%2B%2526%2Bbridegroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSshAL91ptI/AAAAAAAAE_I/OHQ5VekV55I/s320/Arrival%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bbride%2B%2526%2Bbridegroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560574452014884562" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Good Food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsg_zsZ_LI/AAAAAAAAE_A/pYkWz8xxE2w/s1600/Lobster%2Bsalad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsg_zsZ_LI/AAAAAAAAE_A/pYkWz8xxE2w/s320/Lobster%2Bsalad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560574445499317426" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsg_4xF_BI/AAAAAAAAE-4/dg2pz9nYqB4/s1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsg_4xF_BI/AAAAAAAAE-4/dg2pz9nYqB4/s320/Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560574446861155346" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsg_nL2yJI/AAAAAAAAE-w/oA8TibLYyzQ/s1600/Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsg_nL2yJI/AAAAAAAAE-w/oA8TibLYyzQ/s320/Girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560574442141567122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sixth Event: Kang's Farewell (did not upload any photos for this post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Seventh Event: DANZATION @ University Cultural Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfz1WOPlI/AAAAAAAAE-o/1sgEmHXvMXM/s1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfz1WOPlI/AAAAAAAAE-o/1sgEmHXvMXM/s320/Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560573140273086034" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On the Stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfziBKRHI/AAAAAAAAE-g/71UNP1gggGU/s1600/On%2Bthe%2Bstage%2B44.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfziBKRHI/AAAAAAAAE-g/71UNP1gggGU/s320/On%2Bthe%2Bstage%2B44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560573135084471410" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;RIBs came to support us! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfzSMEPxI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/-P52QENWaUE/s1600/RIBS.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfzSMEPxI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/-P52QENWaUE/s320/RIBS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560573130835246866" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SGC + NRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfzc1ssII/AAAAAAAAE-Q/cBiHjQHc8vQ/s1600/SGC%2B%2526%2BNRA.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfzc1ssII/AAAAAAAAE-Q/cBiHjQHc8vQ/s320/SGC%2B%2526%2BNRA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560573133694218370" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SGC + NRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfzHUHRxI/AAAAAAAAE-I/xyoUTRtQaVM/s1600/SGC%2B%2526%2BNRA%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsfzHUHRxI/AAAAAAAAE-I/xyoUTRtQaVM/s320/SGC%2B%2526%2BNRA%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560573127916209938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Walah! Look at the number of events that had happened within the short period of time. Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, I'm free!!! hoho~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yea... But I still have a lot of things to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For this new year, I've embarked on my new role as a DGL for the new batch of confirmation group. Well, after leading them for 2 weeks, I feel that my kids ain't bad. In the actual fact, they're actually rather kuai! Thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Next, I will want to take up driving lessons, more dance lessons, and vocal lessons! woohoo! Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Another one month or so to the end of school, which means the time whereby I will officially graduate from RP. Wow! Time flies really soooooooo freaking fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAITH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;This new year 2011 will be a special year~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6771650346542953295?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6771650346542953295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6771650346542953295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6771650346542953295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6771650346542953295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2011/01/start-of-year-2011.html' title='Start of the Year 2011'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TSsjvacz89I/AAAAAAAAFBI/kma5ROH6lwg/s72-c/Makan%2Btime%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-2080020527561373724</id><published>2010-12-30T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:14:54.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Closing End of the Year 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh wow! I'm actually studying for my Management Accounting understanding test! hoho~ (sarcastic laugh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What to do? On the first day of school after the 2 weeks holidays, I am slammed with the test of a subject which I totally haaaaaate! arrrgghh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I wonder who is that idiot who put the UT right on the first day of school after the new year, thinking that the students will actually study during the new year huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Moreover, I really don't have the time to study over the public holidays, cos I'll be attending Ching Kit &amp;amp; Alexis' wedding on the 1st &amp;amp; 2nd Jan. woohoo! I can't wait for their wedding~ LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yep... That's why today is the only best day that I can actually study for the test. What to say when it comes to my weakest subject? oh man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRyCvDtB5YI/AAAAAAAAE-A/JQs0JUheDlw/s1600/end%2Bof%2Bthe%2Byear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRyCvDtB5YI/AAAAAAAAE-A/JQs0JUheDlw/s320/end%2Bof%2Bthe%2Byear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556459785227986306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, away from all my lamentations... The year 2010 is coming to an end!!! waaahh!!! Time reaaaaaally flies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;With a blink of an eye, walah! Bye bye 2010! Hello 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This year had been a great year! What left me the most impact should be my internship @ Amara Sanctuary Resort because it took up 6 months of my whole year of 2010. Seriously speaking, I'm so glad that it is over~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm kinda looking forward to 2011. Wondering how will my embarkation of my role as a DGL be like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In addition, I'll be graduating from RP by March next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;University? I have no idea about it yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm also looking forward to take up courses such as driving, vocal, dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For now, I'll just concentrate on my final 2 months of school in RP, and also to perform well for the upcoming Danzation happening next week on 7th &amp;amp; 8th Jan '11! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's time to think of my new year resolutions once again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/a_new_year_is_unfolding-like_a_blossom_with/228153.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;A new year is unfolding &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/a_new_year_is_unfolding-like_a_blossom_with/228153.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;– &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/a_new_year_is_unfolding-like_a_blossom_with/228153.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/a_new_year_is_unfolding-like_a_blossom_with/228153.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ike a blossom with petals curled tightly concealing the beauty within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-2080020527561373724?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2080020527561373724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=2080020527561373724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2080020527561373724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/2080020527561373724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/closing-end-of-year-2010.html' title='The Closing End of the Year 2010'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRyCvDtB5YI/AAAAAAAAE-A/JQs0JUheDlw/s72-c/end%2Bof%2Bthe%2Byear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-1392290194385659060</id><published>2010-12-24T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:54:15.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The True Meaning of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Christmas is here!!! I really do love this festive season a lot, but sadly, the whole idea of Christmas is twisted in this new commercial setting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Many non-believers will think that Christmas will mean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Santa Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_q5zdyFI/AAAAAAAAE90/tdP2nZavAdM/s1600/santa%2Bclaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_q5zdyFI/AAAAAAAAE90/tdP2nZavAdM/s320/santa%2Bclaus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554274984246757458" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some with think that Christmas is about receiving lots &amp;amp; lots gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qnHoVmI/AAAAAAAAE9s/izZeY0h3GXY/s1600/gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qnHoVmI/AAAAAAAAE9s/izZeY0h3GXY/s320/gifts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554274979231061602" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some will think that it is a period for tons of shopping!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qfr5MiI/AAAAAAAAE9k/dfv2TeaX71s/s1600/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qfr5MiI/AAAAAAAAE9k/dfv2TeaX71s/s320/shopping.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554274977235677730" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Others will think that it is a period to decorate their house with nice decorations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qMZ-OeI/AAAAAAAAE9c/yHkd_KS7CEs/s1600/christmas%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qMZ-OeI/AAAAAAAAE9c/yHkd_KS7CEs/s320/christmas%2Btree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554274972060236258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sadly, not many people actually the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Christmas is the day to commemorate Jesus Christ birth. The day when God sent his one and only beloved son, down to this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qAy1LdI/AAAAAAAAE9U/Ef974A-hM8k/s1600/baby%2Bjesus%2Bchrist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_qAy1LdI/AAAAAAAAE9U/Ef974A-hM8k/s320/baby%2Bjesus%2Bchrist.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554274968943275474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope that one day, people will come to understand what Christmas really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today's family gathering was really awesome. A time to get together, a time to bond. This is also what I feel Christmas is about. A time to share this wonderful day with your non-Christian relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lastly, MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;'Today is the day that the Lord has made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I will rejoice and be glad in it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-1392290194385659060?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1392290194385659060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=1392290194385659060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1392290194385659060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1392290194385659060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/true-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='The True Meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TRS_q5zdyFI/AAAAAAAAE90/tdP2nZavAdM/s72-c/santa%2Bclaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4979795077274023294</id><published>2010-12-13T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:59:23.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore Throat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Arrghhhh.... My sore throat sux!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh man! This morning, I was still able to speak a little, but I don't know why would my voice changed when I stepped into school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hence, I suffered quite a fair bit during lesson today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I couldn't share much of my ideas in the team's discussion... I was unable to show active participation in class... Worst of all, I wasn't even able to present during the 3rd meeting! Gosh! My team mates had to cover for me. Thank you teammates! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The funny thing is that my voice is coming back now. Perhaps the environment does affect my voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have a feeling that I might miss school for a day or two. Well, I regretted going to school today, maybe I won't regret it tomorrow if I don't attend lesson! (oops!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I just need ample rest. A day should do, but there's dance tomorrow! oh man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Holidays are in just less than a week! Dear throat, please recover soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'Many things always come unexpected~&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4979795077274023294?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4979795077274023294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4979795077274023294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4979795077274023294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4979795077274023294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/sore-throat.html' title='Sore Throat!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5438800025632969639</id><published>2010-12-12T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:16:53.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In His Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;oh man... I'm having a really terrible sore throat... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was already feeling the soreness a few days ago, but my voice suddenly 'broke' yesterday when I was at Shi Jia's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The worst part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was on duty today as the support singer. Not only was I unable to reach the high notes, I began to cough real badly when I started singing 'Your Name'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Omg! In front of the whole congregation, *cough* *cough* *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was bad... Really bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I did pray to God for his healing to be upon me. However, I believe everything happen for a reason. He has his own time for everything. Sometimes we may think that now is the time, but to him, there's an even better time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So ya... some people might ask why God didn't heal my sore throat, I will say that He has His own reasons for not doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, Grace &amp;amp; I headed off to meet Shi Jia yesterday after support singing prac with Alvin &amp;amp; Terence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was a time to cut my hair, thread the eyebrows, and dye our hair!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I totally love my hair cut. My hair feels much lighter and thinner now! HEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Threading my eyebrows was a whole new experience, but it was great! I would say that threading eyebrows is better than shaving or plucking (ouch!). It hurts a little when you thread, but it's fast &amp;amp; efficient! I like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My hair colour didn't turn out as the colour I wanted... It is also not evenly covered all over my head. Hence, I'll be re-dying my hair another day with my new colour 'Cassis Berry'! woohoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh ya! Hannah's here in Singapore, at my house now. I can totally tell that my brother is so so so happy! I kept on having that smile on his face. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh well, now all I hope is for my throat to heal. I'm not even sure whether will I be going to school tomorrow or not. It all depends on my throat, or else I will not be able to present properly tomorrow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*We may always think that we are right in certain things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but only God knows what is RIGHT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5438800025632969639?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5438800025632969639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5438800025632969639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5438800025632969639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5438800025632969639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-his-time.html' title='In His Time'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6609190670248628075</id><published>2010-12-11T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:40:12.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Beat, Dancing~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TQJVSoa1zEI/AAAAAAAAE8c/R5Qf-yrFvSg/s1600/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TQJVSoa1zEI/AAAAAAAAE8c/R5Qf-yrFvSg/s320/dance.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549091469449874498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After attending today's dance lesson, I realized that I have not actually lost my passion and interest towards dance! It was quite a refreshing feeling really to be back on my feet, dancing away to the beat~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dance has always been my passion ever since I was a little. I have been dancing for around 13 years of my life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've also explored the different types of genres. From Chinese dance to a little bit of contemporary to bboy &amp;amp; hiphop. Well, I'm still exploring more genres now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm gonna dye my hair tomorrow! woohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm also going to trim my fringe and thin my hair, thread my eyebrows too! weeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cannot wait!!! hohohoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hope tomorrow's makeover will turn out good~ XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"TGIS! Thank God it's Saturday!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6609190670248628075?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6609190670248628075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6609190670248628075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6609190670248628075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6609190670248628075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/back-on-beat-dancing.html' title='Back on the Beat, Dancing~'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TQJVSoa1zEI/AAAAAAAAE8c/R5Qf-yrFvSg/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6036066952311962529</id><published>2010-12-07T12:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:46:54.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new perspective, a brand new start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TP274HjVhgI/AAAAAAAAE8U/qMQ4PGC10v8/s1600/looking%2Binto%2Bthe%2Bsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TP274HjVhgI/AAAAAAAAE8U/qMQ4PGC10v8/s320/looking%2Binto%2Bthe%2Bsky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547796888764646914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Oh God, show to me your plan for my life~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've decided! I've come to a whole new decision and perspective. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After all those situations, I've decided not to enter into any relationship as for now. I'm deciding to appreciate the wonders of 'singlehoodness' first before I come down to a plan to settle down into a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After talking to some of my close buddies, I realised that I'm still at an immature age to get into any relationship. Even though I have never been into one, but I'll grasp this new perspective of mine. To wait upon God's time for the 'right' one to come. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know that now is just simply not the 'right' time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's actually a rather refreshing feeling, I must say. This morning, I woke up having a whole new feeling, like a glow within and outside of me. I just don't know how to explain that feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've never thought about such a thing before and this is the first. I realised that I'm always rushing into things, that's why I caused myself to be hurt all the time. I have learned to be patient and to wait for God to work in my life there and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not sure how long I'll be having this mentality, but I'm sure for now, that's the way it is~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Come What May"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6036066952311962529?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6036066952311962529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6036066952311962529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6036066952311962529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6036066952311962529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/brand-new-perspective-brand-new-start.html' title='A brand new perspective, a brand new start'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/TP274HjVhgI/AAAAAAAAE8U/qMQ4PGC10v8/s72-c/looking%2Binto%2Bthe%2Bsky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4686769178140504934</id><published>2010-12-03T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T00:05:39.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Phase of my Teens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is the day that shouts "I AM 19 YEARS OLD!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This also signifies that it is the final phase of my teenage years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sad sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyway, I just wanna say a BIG BIG "THANK YOU" to everyone for their well wishes! I really really really appreciate it even for that few words "Happy Birthday".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I would also like to thank my church friends (Kang, Ching Kit, Alvin, Grace aka TV, Sharon Ho, Sharon Chan, Joshua, Grace Arul, Samuel Tee, Sheryl, Clarence &amp;amp; Benedict) for celebrating my birthday just now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was simply fun &amp;amp; awesome! Above all, thank you all for the time of bonding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;God had really blessed me with so many people who care for me~ The most important part is that I would like to thank God for this birthday as it reminds me of the day, 19 years ago, where He brought me to this world. He is my creator, He is my Father!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I give thanks for this day and I will remember it in my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE you all!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4686769178140504934?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4686769178140504934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4686769178140504934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4686769178140504934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4686769178140504934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/final-phase-of-my-teens.html' title='The Final Phase of my Teens'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-1235342005470270769</id><published>2010-12-01T12:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T13:07:02.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This morning, I woke up thinking about it again. I guess I cannot release that thought so soon as yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I realized that I'm quite a good actress. Feeling painful inside, but acting in front of my family members as if nothing had happened before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The fact is that my heart is still hurting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's like a knife plunged down into my heart, and I am trying with all my might to pull out the blade, but it hurts too much to do so. Some of my dear friends are also trying to help me to pull out this knife, but none of us has the strength to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Only Jesus can help me to pull out this blade from my heart. However because it will hurt too much to remove the blade all at one go, Jesus will have to pull out the blade inch-by-inch so that I won't feel that much pain. Every little inch pulled out would still cause me to tear, but I can overcome this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When this blade is finally out one day, there will still be a hole in my heart. That is when only Jesus can do the healing process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have to learn how to let go, but I know that this time it is not as easy as it seems because I cannot the fact that I have to meet the person face-to-face more often in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God, please guide me. Please give me strength to go through this turmoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thank you for sending angels to comfort me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Perhaps it is just simply not the right time for this to happen. I will wait patiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In you I put my trust, Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The only way to learn strong faith is to endure great trials."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-1235342005470270769?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1235342005470270769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=1235342005470270769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1235342005470270769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/1235342005470270769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/trials-in-life.html' title='Trials in Life'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4564507031589847319</id><published>2010-11-30T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:33:07.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need you Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I need you Jesus. I really really need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You've heard my prayers, you've seen my tears. Why do things turn out the way it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My heart hurts but I'll stand strong. Please give me strength to get through this. I don't want this anymore... I'm confused. I'm so so confused, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I told myself a year ago that I will never have to go through this again, but why was my heart led astray?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Why am I so naive to even think that this is possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;At the end, it's just a one-sided thing and I've caused myself to get my heart broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is it plain foolishness or is it the fact that I just think too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Why Lord why??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Show me your plans Lord. I lift my life to you. I still have a great faith that you still have a wonderful plan for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Help me to learn how to be patient Lord, and not to rush into things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Show me the way Lord. Show me the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My heart still aches but I know the pain will fade away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Please give me your comfort and strength to continue walking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Let not my will but yours be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4564507031589847319?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4564507031589847319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4564507031589847319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4564507031589847319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4564507031589847319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-you-jesus.html' title='I need you Jesus'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-4002834102383691899</id><published>2010-11-24T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T21:31:57.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off-site lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's been 2 months since my internship @ Amara Sanctuary Resort had ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I'm back to school now, and it has been 7 weeks already! Honestly speaking, I'm looking forward so much towards the H-O-L-I-D-A-Y-S!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 more days to Youth Camp! It's time to pack up and get ready to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For this year's youth camp, I'm taking on a role that I've never taken on before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm going to be a facilitator for the workshop during the camp, and I have to lead morning devotions!!! hoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, all these are meant to help me practice in my upcoming role as a DG leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yep, I'm taking the confirmation group next year, together with my new partner, Alvin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I really pray that things will go well, and fulfill my purpose as a DGL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For today's MICE lesson, my class had an off-site trip to Suntec city for an exhibition called the 'China Sourcing Fair'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haha~ But after touring around the exhibition for not more than 10 mins, my team decided to head out of the exhibition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;YAWNZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We then headed to do our team's 'ppt' on a majong paper, then had our lunch @ Pizza Hut @ Marina Square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Halfway thru the lunch, Hin &amp;amp; Jessie started to tell ghost stories relating to their experience during their internship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That totally gave Pey Wen &amp;amp; I lots &amp;amp; lots of GOOSEBUMPS!!! brrrrrr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyway, off-site lessons are so much more fun &amp;amp; relaxing than having lessons in class. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Danzation practices tomorrow &amp;amp; Friday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gonna be busy the next few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;P.s. Just got my nail colour changed! Awesomeness~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;whatsoever ye shall Ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;in Prayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Believing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ye shall Receive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Matthew 21:22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-4002834102383691899?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4002834102383691899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=4002834102383691899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4002834102383691899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/4002834102383691899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-been-2-months-since-my-internship.html' title='Off-site lesson'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-5425384476002364100</id><published>2010-11-23T22:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:39:55.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging &amp; a Change of Blogskin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm finally back to blogging after about 6 months?! hoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway, I'm just so happy that I've changed my blogskin and I simply love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's time to start updating about my life ever since my internship had ended about 2 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll be back~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Faith is being sure of what we hope for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;certain of what we do not see"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Hebrews 11:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-5425384476002364100?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5425384476002364100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=5425384476002364100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5425384476002364100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/5425384476002364100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-to-blogging-change-of-blogskin.html' title='Back to Blogging &amp; a Change of Blogskin!'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-6814606115987232783</id><published>2010-05-10T10:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:25:28.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrestling with the thought of 'Responsibility'</title><content type='html'>I'm now sitted down, typing these plain words on the keyboard, in the cold office, with hardly anyone around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, I'm tired, but I have no choice but to be stucked here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I hate my job, it's just that I don't like to work. It's like an everyday routine. Sometimes, I feel that it's taking too much of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the actual fact, I have not gone for dance for a looooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more months to go... Honestly, I feel that time really passes real quick! I'm already half-way through my internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I feel like changing departments, because being an intern, you are required to learn more things, and I want to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I am typing these words, the phone has already rang a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, a lot people has left the company just within the last 3 months since I stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the common industries whereby people will always job-hop. Sadly, I cannot do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my near future plans, I am facing a dilemma because of it. I'm still thinking whether should I continue in the club. I really want to leave, but it's because of one thing that makes me want to stay. That is 'Responsibility'.&lt;br /&gt;However, Grace told me "How long can responsibility bring you to?" '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her words rang in my head when she said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. How long and how far can responsibility take me? I would rather use my time wisely and spend it on things that I love to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-6814606115987232783?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6814606115987232783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=6814606115987232783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6814606115987232783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/6814606115987232783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-now-sitted-down-typing-these-plain.html' title='Wrestling with the thought of &apos;Responsibility&apos;'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-402732049041558740</id><published>2010-04-10T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:31:50.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospitality Industry = Tough Industry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/S8CIVjmB1SI/AAAAAAAAE8A/TA6CWRlk6sA/s1600/hospitality.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/S8CIVjmB1SI/AAAAAAAAE8A/TA6CWRlk6sA/s320/hospitality.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458512652286416162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;HELLO BLOG! I'M BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;It's a waaaaaaaaay loooooooooooooooooong time since I've last stepped in here... Gosh! I can see how much work can take time away from your own personal life. So, WELCOME TO THE WORKING WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Another sickening thing is that my freaking laptop cannot be logged in due to my password! I have to make a trip down to school just to change my freaking password!!! arrrgghh... So irritating! For the fact that I have so little time for my own personal things, how would I be able to fork out time to make a trip to school? sigh... This sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Anyway, my job as a Reservations Agent has been pretty smooth. No doubt, I've already met some difficult guest, such as some who demands alot. However, those cannot compare to what I have experienced today. I had taken over the job of a Guest Service Agent for today, giving the role to check in 'Shell', a corporate group consisting of 59 rooms in total! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Some of the guests are very nice, but when they become impatient, their face will literally change colour. I understand how they feel when they have to wait so long for their rooms to be ready. However, can you spare a thought thinking about how much time we need to prepare 59 rooms?! Gosh... I believe the Housekeeping Department would had been having a headache just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;What could I do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;If I say too much, the guests will definitely find more things to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;If I don't say anything, they will think that I am ignorant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;So my solution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;JUST SAY 'SORRY'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;One guest even asked me not to say 'sorry'. Then tell me, what should I say then? So in the end, to please the unhappy guests, we had to switch their rooms to other rooms that were already vacant clean. DONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;PHEW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;So please... next time if you were to check in to a hotel, please spare a thought for the staffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;For this experience, i had also gained the experience and knowledge of how it is to be in the hotel industry, and also how it is to meet angry guests face-to-face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;After the crowd and all the stressfulness, I became really nauseous and tired. And yes, I really puked after having eaten a little. I think being a Reservations Agent is soooo much better. However I have no choice. As an intern, I have to learn and gain experience, so I am going to the reception one day. soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;For now, tata~ and hope that I can come back and blog soon if I have the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Time is really precious~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-402732049041558740?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/402732049041558740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=402732049041558740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/402732049041558740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/402732049041558740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/hospitality-industry-tough-industry.html' title='Hospitality Industry = Tough Industry'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/S8CIVjmB1SI/AAAAAAAAE8A/TA6CWRlk6sA/s72-c/hospitality.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-7761459393859038855</id><published>2010-03-03T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:58:43.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Internship @ Amara Santuary Resort Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is what I can say about Amara Santuary Resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, it's my first day of IIP @ Amara Santuary Resort Sentosa. The best thing? The grooming standards! woohoo! The uniforms are not only light-weighted and comfortable, we are even allowed to wear slippers! weee~~~ This means no heels to kill my feet when I'm tired! yay! xD Long hours of standing won't kill me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Work had been pretty slack today, but what can I say, it's the 1st day of work. More work will come sooner after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I tell you the most epic thing that had happened this morning! I met up with Yong En &amp;amp; joshua @ Habourfront MRT station, and were eagerly waiting for Hin to arrive. Then Yong En called Hin asking where he is. He said he would reach after one more stop. So we waited... waited... waited... It was freaking going to 8.30am(!), and if it passed 8.30am, we would miss the shuttlebus! Gosh! In the end, Hin actually took bus there and was already waiting outside of the MRT station. Hence, we missed the shuttlebus despite reaching on time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Solution? We decided to take a cab. However, we could not flag a cab due to the yellow box near the stand! So we decided to walk further down to Vivo City to flag one. Little did we know our attempts to flag a cab was stopped by the auxiliary police standing on the overhead bridge above. He stopped us twice!!! Gosh! Thus, we bo bian had to walk all the way to Vivo's taxi stand to wait for a cab. It was already 8.55am on the clock! We're already late, taking the fact that we were supposed to report at 8.45am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, we managed to get a cab. When the taxi driver made a turn to the same stand outside the MRT station, we asked the driver to make a halt. We paid 4 bucks for the very short trip, board the 9 o' clock shuttlebus down to the resort. Epic right? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The most stupid thing is that we actually took a round around Vivo and ended back to the exact same place. Plus, u know what? There was actually a 8.45am shuttlebus!!! We could have just waited for that bus! GOSH! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAHA! That's how things started for the first day of work~ xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37111591-7761459393859038855?l=fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7761459393859038855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37111591&amp;postID=7761459393859038855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7761459393859038855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37111591/posts/default/7761459393859038855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiduciafaithheartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-of-internship-amara-santuary.html' title='First Day of Internship @ Amara Santuary Resort Sentosa'/><author><name>FaithfulHeartz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12867325678439630816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37111591.post-3861837028113422182</id><published>2010-02-16T22:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:48:26.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This CNY was a pretty good one~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As per normal, we had steamboat for CNY eve at my house. However, sadly Uncle Too Ping's family went to Taiwan for CNY, so I cannot see cute little Pin Che and Pin Fei... :( &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439136899371117810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8H0yVzdgeZY/S3uyMTO8LPI/AAAAAAAAE74/J30xTEJQTZ0/s320/PC070016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&
