<?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-589311975006015633</id><updated>2011-08-04T02:10:37.076+08:00</updated><category term='picspeak'/><category term='TEENS'/><category term='drama'/><category term='big day'/><category term='vision'/><category term='funny'/><category term='art'/><category term='SOT'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='bday'/><category term='citynews'/><category term='drama ministry'/><category term='movie'/><category term='interview'/><category term='uni'/><category term='msn'/><category term='desirables'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='marketplace'/><category term='food'/><category term='jeff chang'/><category term='family'/><category term='jack neo'/><category term='KK'/><category term='video'/><category term='article'/><category term='myv'/><category term='5 S'/><category term='hossan leong'/><category term='eternity'/><category term='review'/><category term='choir'/><category term='mission trip'/><category term='JGH'/><title type='text'>Made out of Miracles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-1708494194040643039</id><published>2010-02-17T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:39:28.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>Love is: Giving people the benefit of the doubt when they do things or say words that offend you, or even when it is giving you a cold shoulder or silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, people don't really mean what they say or do, or even what they don't say or don't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is giving space to others, when you know they need it. It's also being willing to be the lesser person, to 'esteem others better than yourself'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is letting go, even if they can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is knowing when to say yes, and when to say no. And when to not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is knowing when you're wrong, or when you're right. But mostly when you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is compromise and accomodation. And understanding other's communication style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a yard stick and a ruler. Both do the same things, they measure lengths. Both do it the same way, yet differently. So which is the better one? It really depends on each and every situation, isn't it. Every situation is unique and calls for different ways of dealing with it. And sometimes, both are correct, or one may be the wiser choice, or both are wrong for the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when you call in the flexicurve and the measuring tapes..a whole new method that measures in the same way, yet differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reflecting on this, due to the different people I've interacted and encountered in this past half a year. Some people, I've misjudged; some people, misjudged me. And some, I just observed them misjudging one another. Friendships, relationships, families..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be more gracious to everyone..after all the ones who hurt you the most are usually the closest to you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1708494194040643039?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1708494194040643039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1708494194040643039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1708494194040643039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1708494194040643039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-love.html' title='What is love?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6690361554230077813</id><published>2010-01-31T04:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T04:53:31.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>True colours. Show me a smile.</title><content type='html'>Phil Collins - "True Colors":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmfqLOLCNi8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmfqLOLCNi8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;Shining through&lt;br /&gt;I see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;br /&gt;Your true colors&lt;br /&gt;True colors are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You with the sad eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't be discouraged&lt;br /&gt;Oh I realize&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to take courage&lt;br /&gt;In a world full of people&lt;br /&gt;You can lose sight of it all&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness, inside you&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;Shining through&lt;br /&gt;I see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;br /&gt;Your true colors&lt;br /&gt;True colors are beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Like a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me a smile then&lt;br /&gt;Don't be unhappy, can't remember&lt;br /&gt;When I last saw you laughing&lt;br /&gt;If this world makes you crazy&lt;br /&gt;And you've taken all you can bear&lt;br /&gt;Just call me up&lt;br /&gt;Because you know I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;Shining through&lt;br /&gt;I see your true colors&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;br /&gt;Your true colors&lt;br /&gt;True colors are beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Like a rainbow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6690361554230077813?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6690361554230077813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6690361554230077813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6690361554230077813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6690361554230077813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-colours-show-me-smile.html' title='True colours. Show me a smile.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3935556654468755306</id><published>2010-01-25T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T03:16:19.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God will make a way,&lt;br /&gt;When there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways, we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways, we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way, He will make a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3935556654468755306?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3935556654468755306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3935556654468755306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3935556654468755306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3935556654468755306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/01/god.html' title='God.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-37450421214776379</id><published>2010-01-15T03:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T03:23:57.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti</title><content type='html'>I'm sure by now, everyone would have heard about the massive destruction in Haiti, caused by the 7.0 magniture earthquake. In summary, the whole country seems to be flattened. Almost every building including hospitals, the UN headquarters, and the presidential palace collapsed, 3 million (one-third of their total population) affected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart just breaks to see all the suffering. It's times like these, that make me wish I was trained medically, so that I could go there and do something. Or that I was working already, so that I could donate to the various charities and the mission teams aiding the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really changed my perspective in life. Now I Really know the importance of mission teams; they're the manpower and ones who can really get to the ground zero, and make a direct difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to casually think, "I should go on a mission trip some time in my life, when I have the finances and time". Now, I'm Determined to go on a mission trip, once I can save up from working full-time, and use my leave towards that. I don't know, maybe it's a very foolish thought, given that I have neither the brawn (strength) to offer, nor medical expertise to be of help, so I don't know if I'll be better off donating the money instead. Anyway, I'll think about it again when the time comes (and of course pray about what I should/can do).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-37450421214776379?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/37450421214776379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=37450421214776379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/37450421214776379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/37450421214776379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiti.html' title='Haiti'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5601122391098940836</id><published>2010-01-07T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T02:47:09.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>I was looking through my old photos..lots of photographs that were taken in the recent years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've changed in appearance (duh)..in my opinion for the better..haha..and along with the external, were also internal changes..in my character and personality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wave of nostalgia and memories hit me..having a really warm fuzzy feeling now lol..like a peace and a joy overflowing in my heart, and that every burden and everything will be all right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 will be my best year yet! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of some new things (that I've always wanted to do) to embark on..whee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5601122391098940836?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5601122391098940836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5601122391098940836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5601122391098940836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5601122391098940836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2010/01/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-990071272758122000</id><published>2009-12-31T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:17:03.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Reflections</title><content type='html'>All my exams are over, and I've finished serving backstage for Christmas drama..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with how everything is finally 'settling' itself as the year ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2009 has been one of the most challenging years of my life, up to this point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of amazed that I made it through to the end..thanks to support and encouragement from friends/family etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how else would I have done it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were of course some highlights, but there were many many valleys this year..sometimes so deep I really couldn't see any way out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I made it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to a better new year in 2010. There's a lot of things I need to do, a lot of 'new' beginnings..such as most pertinently, hunting for a full-time job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first priority is Job fulfillment or satisfaction. I don't want to work for the sake of it, I want to do something which I won't have 'wasted' my life giving my time to, just for the sake of money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priority list for job hunt:&lt;br /&gt;1) Job fulfillment/satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;2) Job environment&lt;br /&gt;3) Hours (can't clash with church and family)&lt;br /&gt;4 &amp; 5) Pay and Location&lt;br /&gt;6) Prospect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010: The word 'future' is really appealing to me now..I can't wait to meet this new year, with brand new days and things! Goodbye, 2009..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy with the way my ministries are back and running again, after my short hiatus..I need direction and vision for the coming year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a few plans for 2010, but still keeping the drawing board open for new things to come..it's going to be a fantastic year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to every person that has impacted me in my life this year..especially the ones that encourage me when I'm a little grey storm-cloud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010: To a Fantastic &amp; Fabulous Future! And beyond! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's resolution? Fulfill getting a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update in time to come. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-990071272758122000?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/990071272758122000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=990071272758122000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/990071272758122000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/990071272758122000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-reflections.html' title='2009 Reflections'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6448095311524313338</id><published>2009-12-11T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:37:08.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas..</title><content type='html'>...is peace of mind, and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only priority now is to get life back in the balance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become very flabby (in many ways) in the past month(s)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to cut down on what needs to be cut down, and gear up what needs to be geared up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broke :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6448095311524313338?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6448095311524313338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6448095311524313338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6448095311524313338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6448095311524313338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas..'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-7424485165964089056</id><published>2009-11-29T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:15:34.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>99 Balloons</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" 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href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/11/99-balloons.html' title='99 Balloons'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3656774190831735768</id><published>2009-11-27T05:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T05:23:09.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of my final essay..</title><content type='html'>In the midst of chugging through my final essay for school, I can't help but wander onto youtube for music (and got a bit distracted, oops).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly remembered the reasons why I love music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singers/Musicians from the pre-24hr MTV era in Singapore that I love, people like Lene Marlin, Kylie Minogue, A1, even Aqua..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't like the music era now, but there's something with each era that's different that I love..now there's a lot of emphasis on good music videos, beats and dance-y type of music is back, the electronic edge..image is even more important than ever, dancing, stage..etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say..I'm not trained in any way, but I just LOVE MUSIC LAHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss those days where it used to be fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to put the fun back in the next time I sing.. :) (not that it hasn't been lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no point, in doing anything, when it starts being a burden rather than a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I listen back and think back on such, I remember something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should just go ahead and do what you like, what you want, and don't chase after fame or such..When you do what comes naturally, naturally the other stuff will come to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seek ye first the Kingdom of God, and all else shall be added unto you" ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know any musical instruments, never went for any lessons (choir in church is not exactly counted)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to have fun..:) (and of course do well in it and all the other righteous politically-correct stuff la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss backstage too, will treasure my last official time in drama this december before my semi-retirement..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3656774190831735768?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3656774190831735768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3656774190831735768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3656774190831735768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3656774190831735768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-midst-of-my-final-essay.html' title='In the midst of my final essay..'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8107017053966654182</id><published>2009-11-14T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:08:31.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>YAH I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hospital appointment fixed up, waiting for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned. I'm in planning of a lot of things I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have one life to live, so I might as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be doing backstage crew for Christmas Production again, and this may well be my last year of doing so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see where the wind blows..a nice breeze yah, not a typhoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks of school left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8107017053966654182?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8107017053966654182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8107017053966654182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8107017053966654182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8107017053966654182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4067163140844242725</id><published>2009-10-26T07:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:15:20.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Michael Bublé - "Haven't Met You Yet"</title><content type='html'>Michael Bublé is so awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haven't Met You Yet" music video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4067163140844242725?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4067163140844242725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4067163140844242725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4067163140844242725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4067163140844242725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/10/michael-buble-havent-met-you-yet.html' title='Michael Bublé - &quot;Haven&apos;t Met You Yet&quot;'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4715707206995163915</id><published>2009-10-26T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:09:47.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I actually wrote the following Very Long blog post on 30th March 2009, 3:17am (so says the blogger saved time of the post). I never published it. I forgot why exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logging in to blog again, I suddenly realised it was there. Nearly 7 months later, here it is, totally unedited and in its true raw form as of 30th March 2009. I realised it applies to my circumstances once again, and its bound to happen again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well share..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe for something more. That I am being prepared for something greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I wouldn't have to go through such 'testing'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought of this today, the reason why some people backslide, is that they are so used to being where they are, comfortable with being the same and staying there, unwilling to change their comfort zone outside of what they can control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute something big or challenging comes, they don't want to face it. They will rather run, or avoid it. Or they say "I'm not ready to deal with this at the moment!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, no matter where you are, you can't avoid it. And you will never have a 'ready' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean? You can change your cell group, zone, church, country, even whole RELIGION, but it is never about WHERE you are. It is really about YOU. The same thing will arise again, not because of other people or the circumstances, but because it is something that lies within your ownself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to realise it will NEVER be gone until you face up to the issue at hand. Maybe its pressure from leaders to rise up? Maybe its to give up some of your free time to do more in ministry? Maybe its to give more of your finances to building fund/offering/something that God has called you to? Maybe its to rebalance your ministry and family time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say it again; you can change your environment, but you can't change the issue. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering how my walk with God just a while back (just a few months ago) was akin to me standing on the edge of a cliff. Behind me was my old life, everything I knew and was comfortable with. In front of me was the valley, so deep that I couldn't see the bottom, and definitely knew it was dangerous. That was my future, with all my dreams and visions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the choice I was presented with: whichever path I chose, there is No Turning Back from that choice. If I go back to what I was comfortable with, I will never see that future come to pass ever again. If I go forward to achieve my dreams and visions, it is literally Succeed or Get Destroyed Trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreams and visions God has prepared for me are beyond what I can imagine, and I know that I cannot remain the same. This life I have, if I am not living to fulfil His purpose, then what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped right forward with faith that God would provide, and have already experienced so much, sometimes it makes me want to crawl into a corner and just not move. The parts that determine to wear me down until I am destroyed and don't achieve my dreams are aplenty. There is no time to breathe before thing after thing is shoved at me. I know that all of these play a part in my long-term success, but the pain is real, especially with the unexpected (or even expected) side effects and by-products. The good, the bad, the ugly, and the totally random, everything is suddenly a whirlwind to me more so now than it has ever been before this 'chapter'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to give up yet, because I know the moment I give up, its really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Game Over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no 'save' button for this. No 'pause' button, and no 'escape' button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! There is the 'F1' button!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4715707206995163915?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4715707206995163915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4715707206995163915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4715707206995163915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4715707206995163915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/10/change.html' title='Change.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8198602299446571643</id><published>2009-10-26T06:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:19:58.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>What comes forth out of adversity</title><content type='html'>Something quoted from my bro's many FB quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yanase became inspired by the idea of Anpanman while struggling to survive as a soldier in World War II. He many times became faced with the prospect of starvation which made him dream about eating a bean-jam filled pastry called Anpan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Anpanman&lt;/span&gt; is a super popular classic cartoon or anime in Japan, made 'back in those days' post World War II. Imagine, out of the worst adversity, is when the type of genious and breakthroughs you can't get from any other place come forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it is really only when you are put in certain situations, is when you will really think about some things, and bring you to another level. Which you couldn't have done if you'd been in the same comfortable place all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if there wasn't a need for light, Thomas Edison wouldn't have felt like creating the lightbulb now, isn't it? (other than his sheer love for invention..) If there wasn't sun/rain, who would have invented the umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of the time, there is a circumstance of need or lack, before something great can come forth to fulfil that void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my assignment until I saw the sunrise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8198602299446571643?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8198602299446571643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8198602299446571643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8198602299446571643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8198602299446571643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-comes-forth-out-of-adversity.html' title='What comes forth out of adversity'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8845584026275462748</id><published>2009-10-20T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:00:47.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going home.</title><content type='html'>Been bombarded with bad news day after day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't concentrate on my school work or my driving properly at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got deadlines, tests coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to pull myself together, but I'm really squashed flat by the weight of things..and the people around me are affected to various degrees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be Strong..and draw more strength from God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not over tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more chance to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I may not make it through the night&lt;br /&gt;I won't go home without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cabbing is really expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make it through for this round of JAMS BV (back up vocalist) auditions. Till next time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8845584026275462748?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8845584026275462748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8845584026275462748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8845584026275462748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8845584026275462748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-home.html' title='going home.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3828976494133760748</id><published>2009-10-07T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T03:02:48.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>October is scheduled to be a very busy month..plenty of events, deadlines and my TP (driving practical) retest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the rain, "this too shall pass"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 2 more months till I graduate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3828976494133760748?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3828976494133760748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3828976494133760748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3828976494133760748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3828976494133760748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-1600448997327829799</id><published>2009-09-19T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:24:11.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Fancy Free</title><content type='html'>It is in our weakness that God's strength for us can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our imperfection, where His grace can prove to be more than sufficient for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect, I know a lot of my mistakes and weaknesses, and in my weaknesses, I know even more how much I NEED God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fancy Free" video!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFh9Su_SiM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFh9Su_SiM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like how the song describes, I'm going to be "Fancy Free" from now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1600448997327829799?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1600448997327829799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1600448997327829799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>My friend told me this, as advice as I deal with things that upset me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't turn into a pillar of salt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has just started again. Retaking driving lessons again as my retest approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the end of the year approaches so steadily slowly, yet so quickly at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I end this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1607302055034383513?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1607302055034383513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1607302055034383513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1607302055034383513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1607302055034383513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-be-pillar-of-salt.html' title='Don&apos;t be a pillar of salt'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8412277797836786277</id><published>2009-09-05T01:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:05:00.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September reflection</title><content type='html'>The focus right at this present moment, I guess, is to focus on myself..not in a 'selfish' kind of way, but as in I must ensure I develop my own self first, before I want to go out and conquer the world on a larger scale..*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah..individual development is the key now..don't bother what others say..I know myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Update resume&lt;br /&gt;2. Physical health (exercise and eating habits)&lt;br /&gt;3. Ministry&lt;br /&gt;4. Personal development&lt;br /&gt;5. Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course Improve my own relationship with GOD first, and know myself very well, overcome my weaknesses, turn them into strengths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your own self is not developed, how do you expect anything that requires a larger capacity to handle to be handed to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the student is ready, the master will show up" ie YOU have to be prepared first, before the things can happen, not wait for things to happen and then you're not ready..it'll be too late by then if you're not up to the standard to meet the challenges or opportunities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is seriously made up of SO MANY things..yet sometimes people seem to be so lost on one aspect only...BALANCE in your life, is the most important key..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And having a right standing before God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is made up of SO MANY things, yet people somehow only see (or CHOOSE to see) one aspect of it only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't jump to conclusions before you know the whole story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people try to impose their opinions on me. Sharing your view and trying to make me agree with it, there's a very thin line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time, I should just pretend I don't have anything to say, so people will stop trying to 'correct' my view, or rather, my Own Personal Convictions that don't need anyone to approve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8412277797836786277?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8412277797836786277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8412277797836786277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8412277797836786277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8412277797836786277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-reflection.html' title='September reflection'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-34844253211871584</id><published>2009-08-20T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:22:41.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning? or Beginning of the End?</title><content type='html'>Noting this here so I can remember since I want to change my msn status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons for self: 1.learn frm mistakes 2.dun repeat them 3.move on, stop feeling guilty 4.be new n improved frm tt day forth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of the End?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-34844253211871584?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/34844253211871584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=34844253211871584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/34844253211871584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/34844253211871584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/08/beginning-or-beginning-of-end.html' title='Beginning? or Beginning of the End?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2797158396733125159</id><published>2009-08-12T04:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T04:36:56.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>New thing I learnt recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB photo album has 200 photos per album limit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have uploaded all my NDP 2009 photos (217). Will share some here when I have time. Yup, went live parade..Awesome parade!!! :D Best I've ever experienced in my whole entire life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent realisation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more of my time is being 'booked' and demanded for..I need to schedule an appointment with myself, for myself..sigh..:(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need some rest....a break from doing Anything, and from meeting other people's needs..my tank is running on super low..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refill me, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for....just some nice, quiet time spent with the right person/ppl, at relaxing pace..not whole crowds and full of activities......very tiring to entertain so many people every time lei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to sit quietly with me, with a cup of coffee and quiet idle talk at relaxing pace, or just to enjoy the silence and be content to just 'nuah' in each other's company..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this being the start of my holidays, I feel so stressed and worn out still (and actually even more so)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I can control situations, and determine or predict outcomes, but I know everything is unpredictable, and Only God can control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a little more faith in God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a little more belief in that things will always work out for the better, and that all situations are useful to my life whether pleasent or painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, off to try to catch 30mins of sleep before getting up to get ready for morning pm, day 3..sigh, i forgot to stamp my booklet for tuesday...argh......oh well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2797158396733125159?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2797158396733125159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2797158396733125159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2797158396733125159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2797158396733125159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/08/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2571982735067419746</id><published>2009-07-30T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:04:01.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking less, Seeing more</title><content type='html'>I don't want to think so much about the things that are not important, or not beneficial to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus first on what's important, and remember the GOOD stuff, not the bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now going through a tough and stressful time, school and health..urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I have already finished all the assignments, left with my 2 exams.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having that "hungry but no appetite" syndrome..no 'wei kou' for any food, though my stomach is rumbling so much..everything tastes the same (ie Tasteless)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Less about the not important stuff..concentrate on what Is good, and has always been good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's human nature to be pessimistic, so I want to take a step back (or many steps back) to reexamine situations, with a bigger picture view, wider lens, bigger eyes and mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look for the GOOD rather than the worst in each situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I do that, it seems better and that I "think too much" sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry doesn't help to achieve anything.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love God forever yup..thanks for preserving me throughout this difficult time! FOP and Anniversary coming up..Singing for performance choir for second service of Anniversary..Busy busy weekend this week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2571982735067419746?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2571982735067419746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2571982735067419746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2571982735067419746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2571982735067419746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/07/thinking-less-seeing-more.html' title='Thinking less, Seeing more'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-7236369847459586038</id><published>2009-07-23T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:57:25.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's wrong with blogger, the 'new post' part is very messed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, busy with choir pract..upcoming performances..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like Taylor Swift in the gown..think 'Love Story', haha! But pretty and princessy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er I flunked my driving practical :( Taking again in Oct..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently..health not so good again...past two nights, I KOed straight after reaching home from choir, too tired..And my back has been hurting again past couple of days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, leaning on God's strength...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pushing on, one more individual essay for school left, then its 2 exams, then HOLIDAYY where I shall be busy with choir, national day (I going NDP live YAY), mum's bday and er lots of other stuff I'm too lazy to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my friends, and very blessed inspite of all difficulties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BACK VERY PAIN AHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i going cg now. :) *xin ku de qu* (painfully goes) I'll be ok! Yeah! Must do my assignment too, no time le~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2days without coming online, led to massive amounts of emails and notifications until ppl smsed me to check my email..sorry sorry..pls msg me if anything! :) My online hours not very consistent..haha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-7236369847459586038?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7236369847459586038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=7236369847459586038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7236369847459586038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7236369847459586038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-updates.html' title='Some updates'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8401700149330701769</id><published>2009-07-16T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T14:52:30.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whys</title><content type='html'>Why do I get this feeling that I'm going to die young, before I even reach 25?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hope its just a very bad feeling, and nothing more than that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is EVERYONE (especially those that Don't deserve to be) so kaypoh (busybody) about things in my life which are TOTALLY none of their business?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I should buy from the latest spree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Horrendous' is the only word that comes to mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8401700149330701769?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8401700149330701769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8401700149330701769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8401700149330701769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8401700149330701769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/07/whys.html' title='Whys'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-176527292087379245</id><published>2009-07-05T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:09:11.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Visit from God..</title><content type='html'>My heart is burdened, for my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth, its right there infront of them, they see it and know it, but refuse to acknowledge it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you start being TRUTHFUL to GOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little bit that you don't give to God, He knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today/tonight, powerful presence of God. Holy Spirit kept moving in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Decentralised Zone service, I began to envision a whole terrace full of people. Double the number of the current one today. And God said, "U want 1000? I give u 1000."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight...divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sitting in front of laptop, began to pray for one of my friends..As I prayed for him, suddenly felt like praying for another girl who I was talking to on msn (suee)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presence of God came, HS in me, I suddenly laid hands on screen and start to pray for her, anointing over her life, joy of the Lord in her life, peace. Felt the cloud leave me suddenly, and know that it went over to her. Checked with Suee, yes indeed, presence is over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tested it on Weiye without him knowing, yup again. Laid hands on my screen transmitting HS to people..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayed (for many things) until sweaty handprint on my screen for people, began to have a lot of words of knowledge and words of wisdom..prophecies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But HS started to weep because people were not believing and the work could not be done fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burdened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayed till breathless and giddy, prayed n prayed n prayed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like too much to say in a blog post, how do you explain such a powerful encounter and experience tonight? In mere words, can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My english has flown out the window for this post, cos words can't effectively accurately describe what I really felt man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-176527292087379245?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/176527292087379245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=176527292087379245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/176527292087379245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/176527292087379245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/07/visit-from-god.html' title='Visit from God..'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-7800311936343646119</id><published>2009-07-01T05:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:17:09.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 S'/><title type='text'>Rising up to the occasion.</title><content type='html'>Yah, I've been given some new and heavy responsibilities..was very uncertain about my ability to be able to handle it, but leader and peers have utmost faith and belief in me..so therefore, I will do my best to do it! :) Thank you for the opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will share what it is at the appropriate time..secret until the task has come to fruition..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about having 3 ministries..I can keep people guessing what I'm talking about..muahahaha..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed going out with the gang in the past week, but had lots of hard work to be put in for school and etc recently..fighting lots of 'wars'..thankful that GOD is with me, and my friends have me in prayer! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days to driving test!!!!!! I must pass on first try! ^_^ Envision smooth roads and nice tester..ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for more job assignments in August..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-7800311936343646119?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7800311936343646119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=7800311936343646119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7800311936343646119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7800311936343646119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/07/rising-up-to-occasion.html' title='Rising up to the occasion.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-1411190950712462796</id><published>2009-06-23T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:17:35.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halfway through the year 2009</title><content type='html'>It's really mysterious (as usual) how God works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things, I have been praying about that I wrote in my prayer booklet have been suddenly 'put into motion' by God..coming to pass as I have written/prayed for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoots~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share with you all the 'annual report' at the end of the year..many breakthroughs are coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived the challenging part of the week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to take a good rest, but I have more stuff that I need to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadlines, bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battling and don't want to fall sick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1411190950712462796?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1411190950712462796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1411190950712462796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-8277704108239686036</id><published>2009-06-14T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:42:10.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspeak'/><title type='text'>2 words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SjPjFU2ZQdI/AAAAAAAAALo/kRzffa1tl2o/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SjPjFU2ZQdI/AAAAAAAAALo/kRzffa1tl2o/s320/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346866863254618578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got discipled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another two words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read Pst's daily devotion/blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.konghee.com/www/2009/06/the-true-grace-of-god/"&gt;True grace of God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8277704108239686036?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8277704108239686036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8277704108239686036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8277704108239686036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8277704108239686036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-words.html' title='2 words'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SjPjFU2ZQdI/AAAAAAAAALo/kRzffa1tl2o/s72-c/DSC00228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-754165164240101461</id><published>2009-06-13T03:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:07:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe</title><content type='html'>I BELIEVE! And the more that I believe, the more that the unseen things become more real than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't matter anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought an external HDD, finally! :D Happily backed up all the important stuff from my very cranky laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my laptop crashed while typing this post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A harsh reality. But maybe it's one that I have to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly suspect I'm PMS-ing, and I really do hope so, otherwise I don't know how else to account for sudden negativity. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-754165164240101461?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/754165164240101461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=754165164240101461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/754165164240101461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/754165164240101461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-believe.html' title='I believe'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8818859556912581392</id><published>2009-06-07T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:11:50.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Symphonia</title><content type='html'>One reason that I declared I would never, ever, want to be a journalist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't look at all the news everyday, with people dying, with all the disasters, with all the sad news, and be expected to put on the brave, poker faced front to report on it. Every day of the week, that's your job. Face all the emotional trauma and report on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even read the newspapers without feeling sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is probably why the closest I get to it is on reporting Entertainment and lifestyle. Where nobody dies, no suffering, and its all happy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not deluding myself, I know bad things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But given a choice, shouldn't I be allowed to choose Not to be exposed to it every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect, so don't expect me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the bottomline: It's between God and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anyone to fully understand, but I do what I do as I've always done, for ONE reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to be there to support me, thank you. If not, thank you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOOSING to be happy.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8818859556912581392?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8818859556912581392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8818859556912581392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8818859556912581392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8818859556912581392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/symphonia.html' title='Symphonia'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-1992020329934816321</id><published>2009-06-06T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T03:59:08.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>A good bible study session today, Pst talked about things that many of us can relate to..the 'winter' season that we have to go through, to prepare us for 'spring'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of reminds me of what I just blogged recently, exactly the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I determine to go through this season WELL and be prepared for the great spring! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect everyone to understand, but in the end its between God and I, the decisions of my life/actions I carry out. Yah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1992020329934816321?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1992020329934816321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1992020329934816321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1992020329934816321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1992020329934816321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2044689529975054294</id><published>2009-06-03T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T03:32:59.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 S'/><title type='text'>Worth of a dream = Value of the sacrifice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The worth of a dream = the value of the sacrifice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being challenged by God to give up something so very difficult to give up, very precious to me..I can think of a lot of other things I'd willingly give up, but this..super hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked God, can I have more time to consider? Cried over it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night, prayed about it again, but this time God gave me a 'step by step' plan and I realised that I could handle steps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't expect you to do things instantly, but He'll provide the 'process' and it'll be something you can manage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Process!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really interesting how God works. Anyway. I'm just happy to feel that my life is aligned the right direction right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New and exciting things are coming~ I have new goals to work towards, hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO LEARN PROFESSIONAL MAKEUP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought about it yesterday, Mandy suddenly talks about Cosmoprof today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find out more information, save $, plan properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, one of my secret desires..to learn professional makeup..been thinking about it for a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;long &lt;/span&gt;long time actually..I have a lot of 'secret desires' for personal self-fulfillment, just put them 'in storage' as I focused on the priorities..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2044689529975054294?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2044689529975054294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2044689529975054294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2044689529975054294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2044689529975054294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/06/worth-of-dream-value-of-sacrifice.html' title='Worth of a dream = Value of the sacrifice?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4252189820175983067</id><published>2009-05-31T08:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:26:25.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberty in Christ Jesus</title><content type='html'>I just woke up about half an hour ago..had another unpleasent dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm not that type of stupid toot that goes about panicking that the world is going to end, just cos I have two nights in a row of bad dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the context of this one, is a bit, hmm..so thought I'd share, in case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt I was being tricked 'while using my talent' (I have no idea what, I just know it was cos of this in the dream) and kidnapped, and being held in this room with a lot of other people. Then I saw Leon (DM actor), and Jason Lim (choir, Joyce's bf), who are two of the most talented people I have ever met in my life IMO. And Leon particularly was super angry that while he was 'tricked while using his talent', and apparently it was something like he was engaged to provide song-writing and he wrote a song, but in the process (or after the song was finished) he kena kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weirdest thing was, the crook was this woman with a really 'false prophet' type of character, kept on proclaiming "God is good" and was "therefore" why she was doing all this kidnapping crap and was so successful at it = God "blessed" her in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she was still in the process of tricking people, and there were other people who had finished doing whatever they were asked to do, they were all unknowingly returning to the room..innocently happily coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we kind of outwitted the woman and escaped, and were telling the crowd of people that were coming back to run away. Then I realised that whole bunch of people coming back, were all SO YOUNG...like secondary school age, or even primary school..I was super shocked..and they were like so clueless and innocent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up after we all managed to break out (so drama lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's my interpretation? Er, some 'false prophet' is going to trick the innocent youths while they are using their talents, and then..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, maybe there's no back part in the statement the dream was giving me? So I shall give the back part MYSELF..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 'false prophet' is going to trick the innocent youths while they are using their talents, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;but there is liberty in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, that sounds about right. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......do you really expect some coherent interpretation from someone that just woke up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either I'm thinking of PK's message last night too much, or I'm playing too much mafia wars and restaurant city that my brain cells are fried, or.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleeeeep lah! Only one hour's of sleep, to last me for serving S4 and then GDOP at night..gahhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4252189820175983067?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4252189820175983067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4252189820175983067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4252189820175983067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4252189820175983067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/liberty-in-christ-jesus.html' title='Liberty in Christ Jesus'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2436396920738076062</id><published>2009-05-31T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T03:10:19.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sudden random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Just a sudden bunch of thoughts I must write down before I sleep, as they come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I open my eyes, I suddenly see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we're meant to be a blessing or can be a blessing to others, through simple words and actions in our day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't need to be something BIG, but it can make a BIG impact on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how else can I impact you today? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, use me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2436396920738076062?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2436396920738076062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2436396920738076062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2436396920738076062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2436396920738076062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-sudden-random-thoughts.html' title='Just sudden random thoughts'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2530660671448681736</id><published>2009-05-31T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:13:46.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Emerge 2009</title><content type='html'>I had a horrible nightmare last night. I dreamt that something happened to my face, and my skin was all blotchy and purple, I just looked in the mirror and discovered it was like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid of looking in the mirror this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a hard time getting up, spent 2 hours rolling in my bed, very uncharacteristically did not want to go to service, even was halfway reaching for the phone to sms someone that I didn't want to serve for mini emerge, too tired to go for service etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I forced myself to go, cos this is obviously not MY thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I did, it was a great service! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt the breathless syndrome again right after Pst said something inspiring like "the youth are going to blahblahblah", like my clothes were too tight or something. Went away after 5 minutes or so I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something good must be going to happen to me, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On (hopefully) unrelated note, my stomach has been acting up recently. From time to time it happens..certain food triggers off bad reactions..weak stomach since long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to eat anymore that won't make me feel horrible..argh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2530660671448681736?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2530660671448681736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2530660671448681736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2530660671448681736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2530660671448681736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/mini-emerge-2009.html' title='Mini Emerge 2009'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2937613323139646757</id><published>2009-05-28T03:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:53:29.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry</title><content type='html'>(This was meant to be posted last night, but my laptop crashed again while I was finishing up the post..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day (random..or not?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry is a Privilege, not a right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I myself may feel exasperated by the demands of ministry. It requires you to give a lot of your time, and effort, sometimes not being recognised. Sometimes, you feel like the ministry became so "dependent" on you -- your phone doesn't stop ringing with people finding you for matters, smses about "can you help do this? can you serve for [insert reason here]", and then you start getting a teensy bit annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its vital to do a rain check, and make sure you don't start getting proud. The ministry doesn't revolve around one person, it is always about serving GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people keep looking for you, you should feel honoured, the same type of honour as if your house had been chosen for the King to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, if you still go ahead and receive the King while you keep complaining in your heart "why so troublesome, have to renovate the house, have to hire people to help do this do that, must prepare the best food etc for these few days.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then don't do it lah!!!!! If it makes you so unhappy, why still agree to do it? If you turn it down, there WILL be someone else that the ministry can find to take over your turned down job. As humans, we have this really baseless reasoning that "If I don't do it, no one will, so poor old me must be FORCED to do it..for the sake of the ministryyyyyy". Wah lau eh, mai drama can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There IS a difference between:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)willingness + ability to do it&lt;br /&gt;b)willingness - ability to do it&lt;br /&gt;c)ability - willingness&lt;br /&gt;d)- ability - willingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The point is, ministry = privilege, also doesn't mean asking you to illogically or ridiculously put in so much time and effort that you neglect your own life (personal, family, fun, spiritual) for the "sake of serving" (category B or C as per above illustration). Like what is often said, "God asked you to give Him your heart, not your brain. So keep your brain and use it!" Use your brain, use your brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those people who think that ministry is dependent on them so much, nobody is indispensable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, Ability can be trained, so B can become A. Willingness is up to you, and that is the only thing that stops C from overtaking B and jumping straight to A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not and have never claimed to be the 'perfect example' of a ministry worker. I do sometimes get low, feel unappreciated, or feel tempted to be "elitist" just because you have been long enough in the ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PA's words, I will always remember. "If God asked you to be a toilet cleaner in church for the rest of your life, will you do it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The privilege to serve God in the capacity that He wants you to, not what others want you to do, or even your own "self justification" of what you "should" be doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2937613323139646757?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2937613323139646757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2937613323139646757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2937613323139646757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2937613323139646757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/ministry.html' title='Ministry'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8984032920559650035</id><published>2009-05-27T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T03:21:47.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do it</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, something may seem more difficult than it actually is. Then when you JUST DO IT and you find out its actually so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time, JUST DO IT and stop thinking so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My revelation of the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is actually linked to what I just said. *cancels off the seperator* I know myself. I just really have to JUST sit down and DO IT and the wheels of the bus will go round and round. ie My work. Work work workity work. Always very sian to do it, but when I just push all other thoughts of sianess, reluctance, negative etc aside and DO IT, everything just comes so easily after all. Then I wonder what's wrong with me, think so much for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say "I'm a natural worrier", but God didn't make us to be worriers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this principle may apply to other aspects, but I won't be discussing at length about that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided, but "in due time" I will make the timely announcements. &lt;--open for God's changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel better after deciding! Its always best to make up your mind, than to hang in the balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm on the next train.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8984032920559650035?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8984032920559650035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8984032920559650035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8984032920559650035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8984032920559650035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-do-it.html' title='Just do it'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-122501774153111475</id><published>2009-05-24T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T02:35:55.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Cut, cut, &amp; throw away</title><content type='html'>Cut, cut, &amp; throw away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to 'dettol' myself with the blood of Christ, and be vaccinated and disinfected, totally immune from unneccessary diseases. Clean and stay clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping 'clean' needs you to bathe everyday, to get rid of germs before they become harmful and make you sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cleanses and disinfects*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, that's the daily thing I must do, examine heart and spirit and make sure it's CLEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's choose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing that there's MORE for me out there, I'm going to figure out what's the next steps that I need to take, the calling to be clearer, and the discipline in me to be well, more disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;--I wanna stay in this way foreverr, only way is by GOD yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global Day of Prayer coming up~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-122501774153111475?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/122501774153111475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=122501774153111475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/122501774153111475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/122501774153111475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/cut-cut-throw-away.html' title='Cut, cut, &amp; throw away'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5278449508805992153</id><published>2009-05-22T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:09:25.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>God's Chisel</title><content type='html'>This has been floating around on fb and blogs, not sure if you've seen it yet, but it's really very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UXut0HxncvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UXut0HxncvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an original masterpiece, and I'm letting God chisel me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5278449508805992153?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5278449508805992153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5278449508805992153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5278449508805992153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5278449508805992153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/gods-chisel.html' title='God&apos;s Chisel'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6458357609754415031</id><published>2009-05-22T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:20:41.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOT'/><title type='text'>I want to chill</title><content type='html'>I was at Lunar on Wednesday night, technically to work (attending the Y2J mini-concert). But took the opportunity to chill with my drink, when I got bored. I want to just chill..sit back and not think, to drink and chitchat with friends...but that's not the theme of the day for me this week, I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I forgot Wednesday = Ladies night, and right after the Y2J set was done, all the skimpily dressed and shiny sequined bartop pole dancers took over the stage. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say though, that was the most entertaining part of my day. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been crashing SOT for the past couple of days, for the book of Romans teaching. We learnt the history and context of which Paul wrote the book of Romans, and went indepth verse by verse into chapter one and two so far. (and somemore things Pst talked about which I won't elaborate here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, EXCELLENT sessions. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's just something I have to accept, and 'immune' myself against.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6458357609754415031?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6458357609754415031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6458357609754415031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6458357609754415031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6458357609754415031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-to-chill.html' title='I want to chill'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6940351551231727132</id><published>2009-05-19T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T02:40:35.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence</title><content type='html'>One of my most favourite songs of all time ever ever ever, if not Most favourite ever ever ever, "Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence" by Sakamoto Ryuichi (IMO one of the best composers in the world):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkuS9FlB7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkuS9FlB7M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like all the remixes made since, and even Utada Hikaru's version too, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and listen to Sakamoto Ryuichi's other arrangements, such as the very famous "Say U Love Me". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening and figuring out what God wants me to do next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenges are just beginning, I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in life lies in 'decisions'. Decisions determine us. 'No decision', is also a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one week holiday next week (don't ask why my school is so weird), just right for me to figure out where I'm standing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got what I asked for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6940351551231727132?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6940351551231727132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6940351551231727132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6940351551231727132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6940351551231727132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/merry-christmas-mr-lawrence.html' title='Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2257497574681531897</id><published>2009-05-18T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:13:51.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni'/><title type='text'>Fighting battles - Begin!</title><content type='html'>Had an awesome time serving in performance choir for the weekend. Fun fun, plenty of new experiences! And plenty of hairspray in my hair that I had to wash out..x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would really love to join, but not at this season..in the future I guess? Right now, I have other things to focus on for the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently feeling slightly overwhelmed..mostly cos of school..barely started one week of it, and I'm feeling a little lost..must figure out what I need to do, and do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will figure it out! I know that I really need to fight major battles this week, to catch up in my readings and not to lag behind in my essay deadline (though its one month away). Start early is always good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time in my life, I actually had to take PINK panadol..was majorly in pain today, nearly couldn't leave my house..super duper pain in expo also, thank God for well-equipped ladies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy man..I've never been so 'jialat' that I had to take PINK panadol before..grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get thee behind me, devil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, by the way. I got a 'Distinction' for one of my modules. :) Just left with finding out the results for one more module from last trimester..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get more PAY....more PAID assignments, with the PAY coming in to my bank asap..so much 'incoming' but none reached yet..Where's my pay????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already fulfilled my building fund, so its not really urgent, just for myself to eat/shop/etc..but still..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2257497574681531897?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2257497574681531897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2257497574681531897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2257497574681531897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2257497574681531897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/fighting-battles-begin.html' title='Fighting battles - Begin!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-301526764154376892</id><published>2009-05-15T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:17:50.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>++</title><content type='html'>-I Will not be afflicted by my back pain such that I can't wear the gown this weekend for performance choir! ROARRRR&lt;br /&gt;-I will not be affected by any problems such as breathing difficulties when I sleep!!! ROARRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;-I will not be affected by the devil or his ways in any way!!! *Ignites~!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;-I will conquer my school work as well! I will be super duper amazing in every area of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE DEVIL DIEEEEE go away and stop disturbing me. *kicks the enemy back to hell*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's cg message: Visualising and Realising your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to run hotter and hotter after my dreams. The desires of my heart. How much you want it, the more you should run after them, do what it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God for an answer, He gave me an answer, and now I guess I'm still trying to accept the answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-301526764154376892?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/301526764154376892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=301526764154376892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/301526764154376892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/301526764154376892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='++'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8357242543565597066</id><published>2009-05-15T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:39:34.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathing difficulties</title><content type='html'>Last night, I couldn't sleep, and I had breathing difficulties. It was really, really bad. I was really struggling to breathe, and I was half thinking if I'd have to go hospital, very afraid.......oh my goodness...I don't have asthma, so it was really weird...just super scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went for cell group just now, MJ out of the blue said he couldn't sleep last night, had a lot of breathing difficulties, like gonna have asthma attack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health is being very attacked recently. My back pain has suddenly been recurring just this past few days, and its really PAIN..(two years ago injury from cheerleading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend must be super SHIOK man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8357242543565597066?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8357242543565597066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8357242543565597066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8357242543565597066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8357242543565597066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/breathing-difficulties.html' title='breathing difficulties'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8509621310131209573</id><published>2009-05-08T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:59:06.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never judge</title><content type='html'>Never judge someone, for any reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you see is what remains, the scars of their past, their flaws, their bad side, or what you Think is their bad side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you know what they used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may see the After, you may know the Before, but how often do you know the In Between?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to go running today, but too lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop keeps crashing..sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comfort food at home..sian x 2..(tempted to go buy my faves..midnight snacking anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new clothes..but not the right time to go buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeek, I'm beginning to sound like such a couch potato..Noooooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopens next week, which will end this sedentary lifestyle of mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I remember one reason for drama ministry..helps me lose weight..=X (but I'm not involved in Mothers' Day production..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about a lot of things this week....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8509621310131209573?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8509621310131209573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8509621310131209573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8509621310131209573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8509621310131209573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/never-judge.html' title='Never judge'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6965344672831068538</id><published>2009-05-02T04:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:57:43.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspeak'/><title type='text'>Keeping the dream alive</title><content type='html'>My laptop keeps overheating, having the blue error screen of death, and I can only switch off the main power via the power plug to restart it. It could be due to any (or a combination) of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is something wrong with my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;2. The weather is so hot that its affecting my laptop too.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am pushing my lappy too much, working too hard/too long hours until lappy protests and KO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available solutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Get it fixed&lt;br /&gt;b) Buy new laptop&lt;br /&gt;c) Stop working so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in ♥ with this song, :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love Story by Taylor Swift, meets Viva la Vida by Coldplay - Piano Cello'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God, I just finished my work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:220;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still so much more I want to achieve. I'll share my dreams one by one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SftZBC8mZDI/AAAAAAAAALY/Md7aA2IU50E/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SftZBC8mZDI/AAAAAAAAALY/Md7aA2IU50E/s320/DSC00389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330952458428900402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SftZdFgiDwI/AAAAAAAAALg/V_L50gd576A/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully if you're still sticking by me when I'm halfway down the yellow brick road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soprano outing today at Sentosa was great! Had fun with the girls, and Idy's dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6965344672831068538?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6965344672831068538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6965344672831068538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6965344672831068538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6965344672831068538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/05/keeping-dream-alive.html' title='Keeping the dream alive'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SftZBC8mZDI/AAAAAAAAALY/Md7aA2IU50E/s72-c/DSC00389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-2210216067993466991</id><published>2009-04-25T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:58:41.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>I was just flipping through the online version of the Harvest Times magazine, and this thing stood out to me: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life in God is a COMMITMENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we daily (are supposed to) pray, read the bible, and be a good example in our lives, this also includes the 'little' things that you often neglect. A lot of people are plain lazy or have so much busyness in their lives that they choose not to go to church or cell group regularly, or when they can't make it, they don't bother to go for 'make up'. They created their lives in such a way that they can only sigh and say "no choice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always a choice. It's just which choice &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am always making it a point to go for cell group (or make up cell group), even though some people may ask me "Isn't attending church service good enough?", is mostly due to the COMMITMENT I have made to God. You want to do what God wants you to do, it means doing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;, even if it doesn't make sense to you. Even if going to cell group or service is "wasting time" or "useless" to you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not about what it does for YOU.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's about what it does for GOD&lt;/span&gt; when you are obedient and follow through your COMMITMENT FULLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week's cell group message talked about how fellowship and cell group are important &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biblical principles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life does NOT revolve around my ministry. My life does NOT revolve around serving or just 'showing face' by attending events. My life is also NOT about 'fulfilling attendance quota' of any sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is ABOUT PLEASING GOD and FULFILLING MY COMMITMENT TO HIM FULLY, NO EXCEPTIONS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2210216067993466991?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2210216067993466991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2210216067993466991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2210216067993466991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2210216067993466991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3741459239481883295</id><published>2009-04-24T03:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:59:43.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's in a name?</title><content type='html'>I was just browsing around for some nice names, because I suddenly felt like having a good name on hand in case I decided to insert one baptism name for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always felt a bit 'meaningless' having a name which has no recorded meaning in history. As you know, my given name has no actual meaning by itself. No site around has this name even on the database. So, in a sense, I'm 'free' to define it whichever way I want. I felt a bit bothered enough to go dig (again) for possible meanings of my name. So I split my name into two (according to the syllables), and went to find what I could as closely as possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm quite pleasantly surprised by the outcome. All the 'possible' meanings are really very positive definitions. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you strictly want the 'ru')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mybabyname.com/baby-name-full-detail/ru/54675/1"&gt;http://www.mybabyname.com/baby-name-full-detail/ru/54675/1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(taking it that 'bez' or 'bezzie' is an alternate of 'bess' or 'bessie', which are short forms of the name Elizabeth/Elisabeth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.behindthename.com/name/elizabeth"&gt;http://www.behindthename.com/name/elizabeth &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I got a really good name, unawares though my parents may have been when they named me. The names are even biblical!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't need to get another additional name after all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3741459239481883295?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3741459239481883295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3741459239481883295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3741459239481883295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3741459239481883295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-in-name.html' title='what&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3589708808957173567</id><published>2009-04-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T01:14:36.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>"You are no longer a youth!"</title><content type='html'>The statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are no longer a youth!" ~MJ to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the official explanation for why I have not been involved for the past 1-2 years in ANY youth event in the zone. Heck, I haven't even HEARD of them can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been regarded as an adult for a very long time now. Since I've been in adult cell I guess. Anyway, I've always felt that I leaned more towards being an adult than a youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially in (another) adult cell, N255, under MJ. I guess this is a sign that I should seriously 'forget' the youth stuff, and concentrate on all the things adults do (career, building ministry, etc etc etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get it wrong, I'm happy with any arrangement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people constantly ask the same question of me. No, it's not "When are you getting attached?" (although that is one of the most Frequently Asked Questions as well....). It's "When are you going to act?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't acted in church because I didn't make the cut for the actor auditions in drama ministry last time, and now I'm a full-fledged backstage crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't acted in ANYTHING whatsoever, ever since more than 3 years ago, when I gave up theatre for more church activities. (I don't have any regrets, just nostalgia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last acting in anything whatsoever was in Feb 2006....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week..A sudden opportunity, an offer for a TV series audition for a really minor role that other people may have turned down, but I went for it, and got picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if its not a glamourous role, nor have more than one line of dialogue, I'm so overjoyed to have this chance to act again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3589708808957173567?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3589708808957173567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3589708808957173567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3589708808957173567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3589708808957173567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-are-no-longer-youth.html' title='&quot;You are no longer a youth!&quot;'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3028496156184423420</id><published>2009-04-19T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:08:16.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Don't sweat the small stuff?</title><content type='html'>I made a mistake, and I don't know whether to say "I'm learning, learn from mistakes and don't let it happen again", or should it be "I shouldn't even have allowed this mistake to happen at all, it could have been easily prevented".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do, I'm not perfect......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case..I'm happy I had my tau huay zui to drink at home after a long day at drama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really long day..minor accident during rehearsal at expo, no injuries, but we had plenty of shattered glass to clean up from the carpet..crikey.....chionging of people to attain last minute props to make everything perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other stuff I am a bit upset about..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3028496156184423420?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3028496156184423420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3028496156184423420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3028496156184423420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3028496156184423420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-sweat-small-stuff.html' title='Don&apos;t sweat the small stuff?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-567025751622823140</id><published>2009-04-15T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:58:22.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desirables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citynews'/><title type='text'>Good Friday to Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>Let's talk about my weekend then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I was not involved with this year's Easter drama as it clashed with my exams. :( Yah, a lot of people have been asking why I wasn't backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I served for choir and also City News! Spent a lot of time at Hall 7, at the City News booth for the SME Fiesta Trade Fair 2009. We had a mock studio where you could pretend to be newscasters, and even burn a DVD of it. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a lot of interesting booths around, but one that I personally love is &lt;a href="http://www.maverickcouture.com/"&gt;Maverick Couture&lt;/a&gt;. Their clothes are gorgeous. *_* It looks a little like what SKIN brings in, but I think I kind of prefer Maverick Couture more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. I want clothes. I saw the dusty pink hoodie from MC get sold out before my eyes. :( The sad (or good?) thing is that they only carry a few pieces of each, sold out means sold out. Have no $ to spare on luxury clothing now, guess I'll just aim to get a nice hoodie or jacket next year. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...along with my wishlist of a mini laptop (VAIO? or even MacBook Pro/Air), and a PDA phone (Blackberry or iPhone). Oh, and GUESS bag/wallet. :X Hey, we've all got to have dreams right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also watched the Easter Drama twice. I really enjoyed it, it was a really dark and deep theme this time around. Congrats to all the team for working so hard and successfully giving a great show (for 9 services!). Awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Lesson #799: Do not take driving lesson at 7am on Easter Sunday. The pillar which you will almost bang will tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend will be the final instalment of the 'Shawn &amp;amp; Sally' series (the official name is actually 'Love Busters'). I'll be doing backstage. I'm not sure if there's a season 3 to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have one more exam to go, on thiscoming Tuesday. Media Law and Ethics. Urgh. What's more, its at NIGHT. -_- I'm going to have a hungry grumbly tummy while doing the exam. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you call this relaxing during the holidays when there's still exams.. -_- School is going to reopen super early next month as well..where's my rest??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-567025751622823140?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/567025751622823140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=567025751622823140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/567025751622823140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/567025751622823140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-friday-to-easter-sunday.html' title='Good Friday to Easter Sunday'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6015221929928278004</id><published>2009-04-11T07:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:51:24.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Easter celebration in the local news!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking%2BNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_362249.html"&gt;Our Easter Celebration is reported in the Straits Times today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome! :)) I watched the drama yesterday, and indeed it is unbelievable!!!! Super cool opening scene, very interesting storyline, and beautiful set. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I got to run to expo now..I'm also helping out at the City News booth at the SME Fiesta trade fair in the morning. Booth F06! Come check it out. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6015221929928278004?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6015221929928278004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6015221929928278004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6015221929928278004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6015221929928278004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-celebration-in-local-news.html' title='Easter celebration in the local news!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4464029166766889625</id><published>2009-04-07T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:45:40.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspeak'/><title type='text'>A good makeover makes a difference!</title><content type='html'>I was REALLY doing my assignment just now, when I stumbled across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the S-Factor girls look like WITHOUT makeup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't follow the show, but I had to satisfy my curiosity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talkback.stomp.com.sg/forums/showthread.php?t=67570"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the trashiest site stomp, but really MUST See!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talkback.stomp.com.sg/forums/showthread.php?t=67570"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the girls are models, but the pictures just go to show that EVERY girl will look good if you put in effort (ie put makeup, good haircut, and nice clothes). Think the same will apply to guys too (minus the makeup part, just get a good makeover).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for girls/guys who complain they are ugly or plain-looking...makeover time! There's hope for everyone! Especially when you look at some of the contestants 'before' pics, they are really quite plain-looking..my gosh, how do they even do the auditions for this show???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4464029166766889625?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4464029166766889625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4464029166766889625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4464029166766889625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4464029166766889625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-makeover-makes-difference.html' title='A good makeover makes a difference!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3788932130873686586</id><published>2009-04-01T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:23:42.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Blood</title><content type='html'>I just scratched myself under my leg, and it started bleeding.. The blood wouldn't stop though it's just a tiny scratch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I realised, this is the exact same area that my dad had his leg cut open in order to remove the lump..leaving a BIG scar which looked like a wound from some horror movie..and while the would was healing, it kept bleeding..And my dad wasn't allowed to be discharged till it stopped bleeding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to change the bandages every two hours, and having a tube stuck to the wound, leading to the blood being collected in a plastic bottle, it was a traumatic experience for me to watch, let alone imagine how much pain my dad was in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's a stubborn type, putting the bottle in his hospital gown pocket so he could go make himself coffee, instead of getting the nurses to, cos he wanted to be independent (and maybe personal ego?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was during the time I was in SOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember what the exact details of my past year(s) were, I just know every time I had drama production or during SOT period, something kept happening to my family/relatives. Particularly my dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembered how I would cry backstage when I had some terrible news suddenly being smsed to me.. And how Esther forced me to go home from rehearsal once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, He is greater than all the world can throw at me, and protecting my family. The wound is since healed, but dad's leg still hurts when he sits down on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3788932130873686586?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3788932130873686586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3788932130873686586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3788932130873686586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3788932130873686586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/04/blood.html' title='Blood'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-8090434858946490145</id><published>2009-03-31T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:41:51.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citynews'/><title type='text'>I want a green scarf</title><content type='html'>Went to celebrate Jasper's birthday today, by watching 'Confessions of a Shopaholic'..together with Justin and Candice..Very nice movie! :D I want a green scarf now..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, City News is very exciting..I'm doing more there, can see this ministry is going to get bigger and better. There's lots of changes to come, and I'm very privileged to be part of this whole process and great team. I never ever think that I 'deserve' to be anywhere, but its really due to the chances that people give me, that they will consider me, and that God places me in the right place at the right time kind of thing...1% talent, 99% hard work, 100% God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another two weeks, and I'm done with this trimester (sort of, except for the exams), and I can happily enjoy EASTER!! I'm not helping out in the drama this time, due to my exams clashing with the exact week of Easter. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving is fun~ finished 2 lessons so far, I think I'm so anticipating for the time to get my licence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to all those who are in SOT! I am so excited for everyone and you're sure going to emerge wiser and stronger! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed with good friends, and a greater God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8090434858946490145?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8090434858946490145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8090434858946490145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8090434858946490145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8090434858946490145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-green-scarf.html' title='I want a green scarf'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-527393880831624492</id><published>2009-03-23T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:50:27.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>standing on the future frontier, ready to run</title><content type='html'>I shall not reveal what were the other 'shocks' I had over the rest of this weekend....maybe at a later, more appropriate date? This week ah..really....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the weekend drama went well. :) Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I know that I have to make some difficult choices sooner or later. But I have always been faced with many "crossroads" situations before, and thus far, I have been able to figure my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember something that God spoke to me last time.."When the time comes for you to know what to do, you will know what to do." Which means, when it's time for me to figure out what are the decisions I have to make, I will not know what to do UNTIL that time comes. I don't have to be afraid of not knowing what to do Now for something in the Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's timing is divine and His plan is perfect for each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm really "standing on the future frontier, ready to run".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's not that difficult. Once you have your eye on GOD, and you have your head clear on your priorities. For some reason, everything will supernaturally fall into place just nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool eh..the way God works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really inspired by Eileen Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her BV-ing for the main service stage this week, and I noticed something different about her. The glory of God was really shining on her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine, Eileen. Your moment is coming. Just let the power flow when you go to KL. Something really amazing is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And felt that God says, I've blessed you with so many talents, so that you will let go FULL FORCE when I send you forth, don't hold back or hesitate any more. I will not wait for you to decide when to use your talents, but instead, you decide whether you want to use your talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's so much more I have planned for you, and indeed you are so mightily blessed, if only you will open your eyes to see, what I have in front of you. The best of the best, because you're my beloved child. And despite what others say about you, despite what you may feel about your life, I am using you to be a vessel for my kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and you are my reason for being, just as I hope I am the reason you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know Eileen very well, I'm just speaking from my heart right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father in Heaven, bless the whole KL team that's going to go with Pst next weekend, from the singers to the drama team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like there's Something about to Happen...lets just pray it up..guess it's a pre-Easter 'thing'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Eileen even still read my blog??? o.O; &lt;--random thought&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-527393880831624492?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/527393880831624492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=527393880831624492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/527393880831624492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/527393880831624492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/standing-on-future-frontier-ready-to.html' title='standing on the future frontier, ready to run'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3665745760127720908</id><published>2009-03-20T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T04:47:16.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>When you thought life could not be more shocking..</title><content type='html'>This week is just full of 'experiences', so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday: &lt;/span&gt;First driving lesson. Went home, chionged overnight until the next morning to get essay done, went to school on Tuesday without sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday: &lt;/span&gt;Went to school, handed in essay, dozed during class. Went home, chionged overnight until next morning to get presentation and summary done. Somewhere along the night, get asked to help out for drama, and I agree. Slept at 7.30am, aimed to wake up at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday: &lt;/span&gt;Got woken up by sms at 9.50am (don't you hate it when that happens? getting woken up before your alarm....). Telling me about "hey, I just heard that &lt;insert&gt;[insert message about boss resigned, do I think we still have jobs to do or not]". Speculated if its just a rumour, but boss calls me personally an hour later, and confirms it. I get up and go to school, now rendered in a temporal state of joblessness. Did my presentation. Went home, had no mood to do anything, not even to play games on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday (today): &lt;/span&gt;Skipped school to regain my sleep. Went for rehearsal. Received phone call in the middle of rehearsal from big vonne, asking me to help do something. Reached home after rehearsal at 2am? Bathed, ate, went online, and cg member talks to me (not usual occurence). Asked how come I wasn't at cg today (I'm excused from cg for drama rehearsal..), and then drops a big shocker on me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cg will be combining with one of MJ's cell groups to eventually multiply, and my cgl will not be leading us anymore. In fact, cgl+wife might even be transferring to be members in another zone altogether. Some of us members might go to youth cell groups. Merger takes place with effect from 1st April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...does anyone have anything they want to tell me? This week would be a really good week to do so. I still have Friday, Saturday, and Sunday left for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3665745760127720908?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3665745760127720908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3665745760127720908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3665745760127720908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3665745760127720908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-you-thought-life-could-not-be-more.html' title='When you thought life could not be more shocking..'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-1956594945924069613</id><published>2009-03-18T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:23:15.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end came unexpectedly. what comes next?</title><content type='html'>I'm technically jobless now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought so long about what to write, in the end I can only write that one line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that I'm tired of repeating the story a lot of times, if you really want to know more, ask me personally. I will not be writing the details in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no mood to do anything now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1956594945924069613?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1956594945924069613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1956594945924069613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1956594945924069613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1956594945924069613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-came-unexpectedly-what-comes-next.html' title='the end came unexpectedly. what comes next?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5605425538681043665</id><published>2009-03-14T04:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T04:40:08.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood is indeed thicker than all..</title><content type='html'>This is a sudden thought that ran through my mind, as I'm reflecting on some things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Blood is indeed thicker than all'. What do I mean? No matter how far/close you are in knowing one another, when someone is your family member, you are still connected by your blood ties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning..because of this blood ties, you accept someone for who they are, whether you know them well or not, whether they've done wrong or offended you in the past..at the end of the day, you are still family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to take this further, Jesus died on the cross and connected ALL of us by His blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are all brothers and sisters by the blood of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been online for past couple of days..Been recovering from bout of illness..too much chionging of my work into the wee hours..too much flu virus going around which I got affected by too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of pressure and stress cos of deadlines looming around my head like vultures ready to eat me the moment I fall flat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really trying but its hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, if God wants me to go down this path that I am on, then He will give me the strength and the means to overcome! Both for school and for work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And His protection and provision for my loved ones and myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psa 23:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; with me;  Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first driving lesson is on Monday..I'm excited to finally hit the road.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5605425538681043665?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5605425538681043665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5605425538681043665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5605425538681043665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5605425538681043665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/blood-is-indeed-thicker-than-all.html' title='blood is indeed thicker than all..'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-7340225201312465928</id><published>2009-03-08T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T04:41:47.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>21st bday summary!</title><content type='html'>My 21st birthday celebrations were a blast! Really thank God that for the past two years I didn't celebrate, this year combined 3 years in 1 worth of celebration..really happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated with my family+relatives+cell group on 28 Feb (which made alot of people think my twin sis and I were born on 29 Feb or something -_-; Actual is 3 March..). Was really blessed above and beyond what I expected, as my relatives really went the extra mile to get us things we would appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(Apologies for no pictures at the moment! I will update them on FB/here when I can. I can't find my cable right now..)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edited: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pics are up now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin sis and I were glad to have our awesomest perfect cake. MUAHAHA. &gt;D Watch out for the pic to know the full powahhh. It's not a '21' or a key..it's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SbPneF_NDbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tpxW0iNDP5s/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SbPneF_NDbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tpxW0iNDP5s/s320/DSC00271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310842889789312434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a GIANT CHOCOLATE 'R'!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had a movie outing+dinner with some of the choir people..and was surprised and touched they remembered/bothered so much for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Present list for the curious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Favourite present: Flowers! :) From my eldest sis.&lt;br /&gt;-Got a bouquet of roses from cell group as well. Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SbPoF3SwFLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CTg89O6IWdQ/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SbPoF3SwFLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CTg89O6IWdQ/s320/DSC00276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310843573039535282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bag (from cell group)&lt;br /&gt;-A lot of makeup from various people o.O;&lt;br /&gt;-Topshop vouchers (cousins)&lt;br /&gt;-ang paos&lt;br /&gt;-sheep snowglobe (super duper random. O.O They know I like sheep though. ^^ll from the gang)&lt;br /&gt;-Voice recordable teddy bear with the gang singing bday song to me (HAHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;-pretty paper notebook (the gang)&lt;br /&gt;-body shop products (various)&lt;br /&gt;-charm bracelet (cousin)&lt;br /&gt;-cross necklace (one encouraging auntie T_T)&lt;br /&gt;-Red and black shirt (the one I really really really wanted~ from choir kakis~ &lt;3) style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Added:&lt;/span&gt; Just remembered the gang got me an Apple Strudel, cos I randomly said I had craving for it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I'm very happy and blessed this birthday. Thank you everyone! :)) It makes up for the past two years of not celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my usual gang, sticking with me for years and years. Nearly a decade now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my family, who really put in so much effort for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the people who sent me wishes via sms or fb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the choir people, who really make me feel like an important part of this big family..I really LOVE YOU ALL! It's really a family feeling I have in choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya don't say anymore le later people cry~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-7340225201312465928?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7340225201312465928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=7340225201312465928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7340225201312465928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7340225201312465928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/21st-bday-summary.html' title='21st bday summary!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SbPneF_NDbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tpxW0iNDP5s/s72-c/DSC00271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-3708775194688178352</id><published>2009-03-02T03:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:11:23.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>Everyone has different expectations of what they think/hope I will/should fulfil for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what every person's exact list of expectations are. I know that sometimes because I'm not psychic, I probably fail to meet people's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know right THIS moment is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss expects me to finish certain work by certain deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad expects me to go to sleep by 2am every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flesh is failing me physically a lot due to chionging work till the sun rises for the past few days. (which may mean my flesh expects me to be kinder to it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What He has put into my hands, I'm happy to mould and do something GOOD for the glory of Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have strange expectations of me sometimes. Which I don't Have to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have strange Assumptions of me. Which may not be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are people, and are going to continue judging, assuming, misinterpreting, making conclusions from misinformation, and saying opinions about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long given up on thinking so much about what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long given up on trying to figure out what happens next (cos God takes care of my future).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long given up my own human will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always remember that when you place God above all, seek first His kingdom, all truly will be added unto you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy where my ministry is going. I haven't stopped seeking to be better all the time, to do more, and even when I don't really know what is the "more" I want to do, God provides that unexpected opportunities for me at the timely moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed..even if noone else sees it, my eye is focused on GOD alone, and that is why I do all that I do (school, career, ministry, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want More!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God really works in mysterious ways. So I shall just continue to allow the mysterious workings of the most Almighty to take place in my life, and wait for the "oooh, so That's why God allowed that to happen to me last time~!" moments. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3708775194688178352?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3708775194688178352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3708775194688178352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3708775194688178352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3708775194688178352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/03/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8704213546022893489</id><published>2009-02-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:52:33.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msn'/><title type='text'>a conversation with Althea</title><content type='html'>I was talking to Althea on msn right after she read my latest post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus, i pray that you will send Rubez "someone" for her to watch the sunrise with! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL, tt's the best prayer ever, hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaah! anyone in mind? &lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;there's no use for the gal, its up to the guys to send applications first so i can accept or reject mah&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;thats a good one!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;i think its true&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;but somehome, i had a chat with my friends in church and we all conclude that the guys inour church (the majority) are waiting for the girls to approach them!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;wat's wrong wif them?!!!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;i meant somehow!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;not somehome&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;typo&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;i REFUSE to be the first to approach the guys first. wat kind of MAN are u if u can't even do this one little thing to honour a girl?&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha what i heard from them (my friends) is that the guys fear being rejected by us&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;and in church, if u realise, the girls seem more "strong"&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;- you get what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;but still, like u said, be a MAN!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;but don't worry, no matter what the circumstances are, God will send that special someone who'll love n honour you to watch sunrise with u, for the rest of yr lives!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;he'll even bring u to diff countries to watch sunrise!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;i noe God will&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;juz waiting for the guy who is MAN enough to&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;the simplest thing in the world tt a girl wants, is for the guy to be MAN enough to honour her, which automatically shows her how special she means, isn't it yah..&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;absolutely.  :)&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;hey, just curious! what sort do u like?&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;huh, u have to help me by being more specific, hehe&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm like what do u look for in a guy&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;in terms of looks, personality, sprituality, character? haha&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh btw can i put our convo on my blog? the MAN enough thing, haha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, lets see..looks: taller than me!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;minimum average looking (nt ugly). i dun ask for brad pitt lah..presentable..well groomed, can dress well..&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;mm okie! personality??&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;patient..generous..kind..sweet&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;enjoy to juz chill...mature..but noe how to haf fun also&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;very helpful..respectful to leaders AND all ppl's parents!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;all ppl'sparents&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;yah. i dun wan someone who only is nice to my parents. muz be respecter of all&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;honouring all lah&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;like if i see justin's mum, i always greet her, see if i can do anything for her&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;i would like a guy who is like me..cos if he can treat normal fren's parents right, he'll treat mine rigth&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;true..&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;well tt's juz my criteria i looking for lah..haha..&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;any particular minstry he must be in? haha some girls only want cgls, where as somegirls want those in the same miinistry... hahah&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol i ask like i'm doing a matchmaking! lol...&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;no particular ministry i want. but he gotta be a leader or high ranking&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;thats like what most girls in chc wants! somehow!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;aka i want someone who has ambition n drive in his ministry, or if he's mktplace den in his career&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;some guys are content to juz be members in their cg or ministry..i can't haf tt&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;absolutely!!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;that day with my same grp of friends, one said, since chc is 60% female and 40% male, say if u match all the 40% males, there will be 20% females not attached. our church is 23000, meaning 4600 will not get attached (girls)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;which turns out to be quite a big number!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;there's always new males joining&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;but u wldnt want the new males right&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;so the younger ones will haf enuf by tt time&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;neverending cycle lah&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;who noes, can find chc other countries&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA..&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;india!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;taiwan can also mah&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;msia&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;or frm affliate church&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;hhaha but long distance relationship leh!&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean other countries&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol anw not for me&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;same country pls&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;1st love language for u is quality time?&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;nope, acts of service, but quality time is 2nd&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder! haha&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol, how come?&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. u can't do things for me if u'&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;if u're nt here!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are. says:&lt;br /&gt;cos he must be around to spend time with u ma!&lt;br /&gt;[Rubez] stay a while n maybe then u'll see, a different side of me. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8704213546022893489?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8704213546022893489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8704213546022893489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8704213546022893489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8704213546022893489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/conversation-with-althea.html' title='a conversation with Althea'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-1357568728617495466</id><published>2009-02-27T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:03:57.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspeak'/><title type='text'>have you found what you're looking for?</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/bhb.html"&gt;Mr BHB, the swiss roll&lt;/a&gt;? Joining in on the big wave of people I know that are getting attached..he just got attached! Good, so now I'm safe from him (for the moment, anyway)! I'll unblock him from msn....eventually. &gt;_&gt; Wait till I get attached first (whenever that happens), so that the next time he talks to me, he'll know he'll get hantam by my (future) boyfriend if he isn't careful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer..I know there's a LOT of people that just got attached, but Mr BHB is nobody any of you all know bah..&lt;br /&gt;You want to know more, you ask me personally, I'll tell you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is all excited about the rainbow. Yah, its a rare occurence, so I don't blame people for being excited. I like rainbows too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it made me think, why are we always looking for the rare and hard to find things in life? Yet,  we don't spend some time to appreciate what we do have in our every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking for rainbows (the hard to find). I just want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/Saf-ViJkJMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YsSJNymisak/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/Saf-ViJkJMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YsSJNymisak/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307490331777049794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;someone to watch the sunrise with.&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/589311975006015633-1357568728617495466?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1357568728617495466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1357568728617495466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1357568728617495466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1357568728617495466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-found-what-youre-looking-for.html' title='have you found what you&apos;re looking for?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/Saf-ViJkJMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YsSJNymisak/s72-c/DSC00261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-4568620713904729959</id><published>2009-02-25T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:33:20.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Super Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Enjoyed today muchly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, finally watched Slumdog Millionaire with a bunch of old friends. It's GOOD! Please watch if you haven't! :D I rate it at least 8/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for choir pract after that..fun night today..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, there's pract next week eh. Guess I'll just satisfy a simple craving on next Tuesday -- feel like eating ice cream. Maybe a McFlurry. =X Hahaha. I'm a simple to please person really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that drama still thinks of me to ask me to help out for this week..but I can't for this week especially..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK and you shall RECEIVE indeed! When you pray, things happen. I prayed for some stuff regarding my work last night, and got what I needed today. Miraculous. o.O Thank You God, I'm very happy!! Though I need to work very hard this week to clear all my schoolwork and work stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received open invitation from theatre friends to audition or help out in an outside theatre production (ie if any of you are interested, I can pass you the info)..Guess its not a paid one, more like for fun/passion, as most ad hoc theatre productions are..Truthfully, I'm tempted to audition. I have not acted for a very very long time..its something I enjoy doing, but could not do for few years now..However, am wondering, is this an Opportunity or a Distraction from my life's direction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to try, I need to arrange for an audition next week already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking aloud...but your opinions are always welcome.. :) Sometimes we need another person to help us see from another perspective, as even what may be obvious we may not realise it ourselves..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4568620713904729959?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4568620713904729959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4568620713904729959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4568620713904729959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4568620713904729959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-tuesday.html' title='Super Tuesday'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8356792535616832492</id><published>2009-02-22T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:12:23.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Necklace</title><content type='html'>A story that was forwarded to my email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, 'Do you love me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then give me your pearls.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She's my very favorite.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night.' And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, 'Do you love me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Daddy, you know I love you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then give me your pearls.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;'What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, 'Here, daddy; this is for you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure. So it is, with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will never take away something without giving you something better in its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like reproducing that story on my blog, cos I just literally got it in my inbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8356792535616832492?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8356792535616832492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8356792535616832492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8356792535616832492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8356792535616832492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/necklace.html' title='The Necklace'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5281926388350064000</id><published>2009-02-22T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:47:43.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citynews'/><title type='text'>dialect drama article on citynews</title><content type='html'>The dialect drama article on city news is up! Go check citynews for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5281926388350064000?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5281926388350064000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5281926388350064000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5281926388350064000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5281926388350064000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/dialect-drama-article-on-citynews.html' title='dialect drama article on citynews'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-620791037493883559</id><published>2009-02-21T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T02:33:59.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Calling - the little add up to prepare you for the bigger</title><content type='html'>Chasing a dream is always tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference when you have a Calling, is that you have God's backing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes, I also do struggle thinking, am I doing this only because I personally want to? Is this actually in line with what God wants me to do in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It becomes especially hard when you have challenges. You start to think, "God, if its so tough, can this possibly be a 'sign' that I should stop? Did I misunderstand what I'm called to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us will have difficulty figuring out what is the calling God has for us. For those of us who do know, we can fight all the way for it, resting assured on God's promises. But for the rest of us who are still figuring it out, or have some inkling but aren't quite sure yet, there tends to be doubt. So, it really boils down to a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer and constant listening to the Holy Spirit. It's difficult to be guided when you're not making yourself available. When you're close to Him, sometimes you'll just catch those 'gut feelings' or gentle promptings in the spirit of doing certain things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you've got the 'feeling'..its time for determination and discipline. When the going gets tough..you've got to be ready to ride out the storms..the closer you step towards achieving your calling/dream/vision, the more attacks you'll face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, its Trust, Faith, and Obedience..you've got the 'feeling' in you, you really really think so, but what's stopping you? Most of the time, its actually just Fear. We are afraid of getting out of our comfort zone, afraid of failure. We're afraid that this 'wasn't what I'm meant to do', and that we'd try it and fail terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, my train of thought is that its better to try, and have a chance of success (and fulfilling what you're supposed to be doing), then to Not Try &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;due to our own fears&lt;/span&gt;, and possibly disobeying God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of times, we can't see how what 'this' thing we're doing will ultimately lead to our destiny. I've long ago learnt that we can never see the bigger picture until we take the steps forward, then a year later, it suddenly dawns on you, all this time God has been training you for a Certain moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my choir and drama ministries are so infused together as ONE..who would have thought? :) I wasn't always sure of what would happen, I just knew and felt I wanted to join another ministry then, felt the peace in my heart, and overcame my own fears and hesitation to go for choir audition. Then I unexpectedly can encourage the choir members when they acted Christmas drama, and unexpectedly can use my drama experience to help choir. Likewise, another long story of 'unexpecteds' before joining drama. All of my little Moments have added up and prepared me for greater Moments, and those greater moments will keep building up (like the layer of sand around a pearl) to prepare me for receiving the call to the BIGGER moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my ultimate career dream..I'm still not able to see where all this is leading to, but truthfully, I wouldn't have joined citynews if not for my prior writing exposure (if I had not been comfortable as a writer prior to it). I don't know where citynews may bring me in future, or my current writing job, but I'm doing it in obedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't see what's the ultimate plan, you just take the small steps, do the small little mini plans that are given to you. When you're faithful in the little, then God can trust you with the bigger..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-620791037493883559?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/620791037493883559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=620791037493883559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/620791037493883559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/620791037493883559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/calling-little-add-up-to-prepare-you.html' title='Calling - the little add up to prepare you for the bigger'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5599530618081763561</id><published>2009-02-20T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:47:53.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to...Hit the road!</title><content type='html'>The Year of the Ox should be renamed the Year of the Char-grilled, barbequed beef patty...X_X weather sooooo hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..I PASSED MY FINAL THEORY TEST!! Finally. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious how to use twitter. Can someone explain to me in simple non-tech words how to use?? Need connect to internet ah? But actually, what's the point..Isn't it the same as fb....@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a sizeable to-do list..ploughing through the mountain of work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to watch Slumdog Millionaire though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADDED:&lt;/span&gt; I just added Twitter. Add me? :D I'm still trying to figure it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5599530618081763561?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5599530618081763561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5599530618081763561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5599530618081763561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5599530618081763561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-tohit-road.html' title='Time to...Hit the road!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-9106572801123189303</id><published>2009-02-19T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:07:10.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Munchkin kitty!</title><content type='html'>The cutest kitty ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBO2U7SZ5qs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBO2U7SZ5qs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, I'm supposed to be studying or doing something more useful..*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My want list...aka to buy sooner or later this year..next few months or after clearing this arise and build..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-havianas (gold, silver, or black)&lt;br /&gt;-bag from Charles and Keith (or something like it)&lt;br /&gt;-accessories from that 4th floor shop in Heeren (is it called Cactus &amp;amp; Pine, or is that next door??). Eyeing the leopard print lighter necklace, laptop necklace, chunky bracelets..etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post totally ran off from its original intention..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-9106572801123189303?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/9106572801123189303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=9106572801123189303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/9106572801123189303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/9106572801123189303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/munchkin-kitty.html' title='Munchkin kitty!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3105082067150471821</id><published>2009-02-18T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T02:10:41.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greater is He who's in me</title><content type='html'>Great is our God and worthy to be praised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though its a storm now, but believe I can get through. Faith!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to figure out what I need to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God does answer prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the best friends He placed in my life, to advise or encourage me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for a good ministry too (meaning all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil 3:14&lt;br /&gt;I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Phil 4:13&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to CONQUERING this 2009 with God leading my way. Many things to come.."greater things have yet to come"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3105082067150471821?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3105082067150471821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3105082067150471821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3105082067150471821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3105082067150471821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/greater-is-he-whos-in-me.html' title='Greater is He who&apos;s in me'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4090201866586814740</id><published>2009-02-15T02:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T02:43:20.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>random bday wishlist</title><content type='html'>THANK YOU GOD for Your protection, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the power of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I may not be able to understand what God is doing in my life. Why some things happen, or some things don't happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in the end, its always cos of His divine plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be able to understand fully, but I'm going to learn to trust Him more..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I pray for certain things, and things start to happen, I must be more accepting of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open heart needs open mind. And even bigger open ears to hear HS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for the day I can do &lt;a href="http://www.konghee.com/www/?p=2183"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I ask for this as my birthday present from my parents, will they let me..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or they might just throw me in the swimming pool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can do it after turning 21 without asking them, but its not very nice..God, tell me how? Want to maintain Your commandment of honouring parents, but at the same time want to go for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pray somemore is the only thing I can do..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should be coming out with some bday wishlist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone is giving into building fund..so I don't really expect presents, if its hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm (in)famous for asking people to give me socks for the past 5 years (I need it and it helps you save money what....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have since -_- at me and refuse to humour me anymore....and I already got enough sock supply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm attempting to be more normal this time, since it's 21st bday and all..Here's some stuff I randomly want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; RANDOM WISHLIST LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Accesories&lt;/span&gt; (key words: unique, funky, unusual, bold, cool, big)&lt;br /&gt;This includes things like Watches, hats, bracelets/bangles, chokers, belts, caps, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more the merrier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Fragrances&lt;/span&gt; (key words: floral, sweet, refreshing)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, actually fragrances are very random, but I don't know what else to put in this 'wishlist'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Adidas floral dream..so anything along that line..But..what I really want is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salvatore Ferragamo for Women&lt;/span&gt;..but so ex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind tester, I can put into my own mini bottle! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vouchers also can. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind jeans, or any clothes you think suits me..you all should know what I like/look good in..includes shoes (all types) and jackets. I'm a jacket/hoodie freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) Bags &lt;/span&gt;(key words: durable, classic/easy to match?, practical, pretty)&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to shop for me, if you look at my list so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Who doesn't want? Anyone want to give love offering? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how-I-wish list&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) DSi (I don't have a PSP or DS at all. The DSi is the newest version, but yet to reach sg.)&lt;br /&gt;7) Netbook/mini laptop&lt;br /&gt;8) Books, CDs (have a lot that I want..)&lt;br /&gt;9) MP3 player (to replace the one that kena stolen....:( )&lt;br /&gt;10) Blackberry or windows mobile enabled phone&lt;br /&gt;11) CAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;12) Concert tickets (to Jason Mraz, Coldplay..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..ok, this list is very lame and random. And probably not very helpful. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just want to be going out with a bunch of good friends on my bday. :) Because that day don't have choir pract right?? Dinner dinner dinner~? Currently have no plans.. &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love language is Acts of Service!! Show your care creatively, ok? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GST offset package, whoots! Gahmen giving me bday present..HAHA....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4090201866586814740?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4090201866586814740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4090201866586814740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4090201866586814740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4090201866586814740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-you-god-for-your-protection.html' title='random bday wishlist'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-3973844045781248655</id><published>2009-02-13T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:26:21.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is indeed true, as are all the other cliches, especially during Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only successfully went for 4/5 prayer meetings this week..bah..missed by one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months time, I shall get it all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reflecting on some stuff, thinking of my plans for the rest of this year and maybe all the way to early next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the more immediate end, I have to start taking some action..I think and I think (and I think somemore), but I'm not really going anywhere. Have to start moving my feet (and hands) for those things already..A bit frustrating, but no choice. Got to do what you've got to do, when its time to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-3973844045781248655?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/3973844045781248655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=3973844045781248655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3973844045781248655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/3973844045781248655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-7905724523282671627</id><published>2009-02-10T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:31:27.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Ending = New beginnings..</title><content type='html'>The CNY dialect drama was a success!! Thanks EVERYONE for your hard work! But my work is not over yet, still need to do Citynews write up for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to thank everyone who added love units to my love bank, when it was obvious how 'bankrupt' I was..loves to all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body ached today (Monday), in the end I had to go to riverwalk for evening PM..but its SO crowded..think I'll be making sure I go to HoG for next few days, see whether its better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the english drama team, but I've already decided since last year, that I don't want to be 'mobilised' until after Easter 2009 at least.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School school school school school..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please poke me on msn to do my assignments..literally every week I have something due..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently attempting to keep awake and go for morning PM straight, then school, then to choir pract..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I make it?! Is this crazy? Siao liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one staying up apparently! Haha..at least got someone to chat to so won't be so boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 3am now..*goes do stuff and continues post later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that one major event has concluded, along with January..what's in store for the rest of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ending means New Beginnings..but what kind of new beginnings are coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast, one and half months is finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEKS I forgot I have to study for my final theory..2nd attempt..-_- its on Feb 20..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who was staying up too, gave up.. :( (want to put disclaimer first, I did not ask her to stay up, she happened to find me on msn first, and tell me she decided to stay up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started giving lots of those excuses to justify herself for not going for morning PM..too tiring to pray early in the morning, don't like having so many people around when praying, so crowded..etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I feel, it's only 'Want' or 'Don't Want' with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God though, that she trusts me enough to share some of her personal life with me..being open to me..I'm given a privilege as a friend, when people share with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading my blog, I Love YOU ok gal..I'm praying for you..thank you for giving me access to your life.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou ok..I believe in you, and God is with you..believe you know but is just feeling a bit confused over what to do now bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime I'm here, just to lend you the listening ear you need bah.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of something..I seriously don't like 'ai mai ai mai' (undecided, fickle, one minute yes another minute no) type of guys. My future husband must be decisive (but not to the point of dominant; got to be considerate to my opinions too of course), and keep to his word. As in, don't everything also 'anything' or 'up to you' or 'I don't know', and definitely don't promise something, but never deliver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I DID manage to stay up after all..about 4.30am now..muahaha..=D Call me crazy, but I'm too ONzzzzz for morning PM tomorrow/later, don't know why..I'm not so overly religious ok, I guiltily overslept on Monday morning and went to evening PM, remember..hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I'm so gonna get my coffee when I go to school...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-7905724523282671627?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7905724523282671627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=7905724523282671627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7905724523282671627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7905724523282671627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/ending-new-beginnings.html' title='Ending = New beginnings..'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-2802452933392426820</id><published>2009-02-07T06:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T06:06:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>limit?</title><content type='html'>Like she said, I reached my limit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two months at least, I have been enduring all kinds of nonsense and emotional abuse, from every single area of my life, from various people, ranging from complete strangers to family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems to be piling more and more, and my limit, my threshold for this kind of silent suffering, has reached Maximum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not shared much with anybody, maybe a little here and there with various people, but no one has the full picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously did not write in this blog, as this is a public blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, when I am not happy, I will not blog. I'd rather avoid having people who don't know me well to judge me as 'self-pitying' or such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling so horribly alone for a very long time, but at least I feel a bit better today, when some people still rally round for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is not all the problems, but the feeling of facing them all alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel better enough (just a little at least) to blog, because I realise there are people who are still willing to love me despite not knowing anything, but they just readily do..contrast that with some other friends, who are a little too eager to 'encourage' or 'counsel' you with the 'usual' words. It's little wonder I stopped talking altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像我这样的&lt;br /&gt;你会不会&lt;br /&gt;来爱我..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-2802452933392426820?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/2802452933392426820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=2802452933392426820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2802452933392426820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/2802452933392426820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/limit.html' title='limit?'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6235294070880656555</id><published>2009-02-01T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:51:16.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Firstfruits.</title><content type='html'>Was counting all my hongbao (red packets) in the afternoon, so that I could set aside my tithe for service..it was a little sad, because the total hongbao amount was quite low this year, barely crossed $100..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one last hongbao left to open....and I was super shocked to count a total of $50 inside! I've never gotten such a big hongbao for CNY before..was counting it again, and wondering if someone accidentally gave me the wrong hongbao or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recovering from the shock, I was happily clutching the hongbao in my hand, then I heard God speak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Remember your firstfruits."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstfruits: Giving the BEST part of your harvest to God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having dreams past two nights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, dreamnt of a certain few family members...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, dreamnt of a certain few friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping I don't dream of my cell group members or something tonight. I got enough things to wonder about..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6235294070880656555?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6235294070880656555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6235294070880656555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6235294070880656555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6235294070880656555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/02/firstfruits.html' title='Firstfruits.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8550548229485705137</id><published>2009-01-30T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:35:16.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspeak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>BHB</title><content type='html'>Let's call him Mr BHB (buay hao bai).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr BHB is not someone I know very well, and not for that long either. The first time he talked to me online, I already 'sensed' what's his agenda. Combine that with me observing him 'at work' in real life on other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mr BHB dared to try his funny tricks on me. Unfortunately for Mr BHB, I'm very immune (at least when it comes to the BHB species). So after I brushed off his first futile attempts, Mr BHB went off to disturb others (the BHB species usually doesn't bother if it takes too much effort).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one month of MIA, he suddenly popped up and talked to me online again, with more puke-worthy efforts (I suppose its to match with a new year -- upgraded BHB package).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could always block on msn, but he attacks via fb online chat too. Two-pronged approach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the BHB species go extinct??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if members of the BHB species do not evolve into a better improved type, they will just end up like this poor little swiss roll, so sugar coated, puffed up, and content not beneficial to health:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SYKQQFzFpCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/E3DKaZhpaF8/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SYKQQFzFpCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/E3DKaZhpaF8/s320/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296954717849887778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Single and left on the shelf.&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/589311975006015633-8550548229485705137?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8550548229485705137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8550548229485705137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8550548229485705137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8550548229485705137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/bhb.html' title='BHB'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SYKQQFzFpCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/E3DKaZhpaF8/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-8684708679705035774</id><published>2009-01-23T00:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:30:06.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspeak'/><title type='text'>Today, I saw the best bus graffiti ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SXicRJijU6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KKFpCiS40xg/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SXicRJijU6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KKFpCiS40xg/s320/DSC00214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294153180406567842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"In my ♥, there's a city named after you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recovered from stomach trouble, then now I've got fever..-_- What's this man.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be a chao mugger, but school is really a lot of dry reading to be done..wah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time..yup, that's how it's done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8684708679705035774?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8684708679705035774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8684708679705035774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8684708679705035774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8684708679705035774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-saw-best-bus-graffiti-ever.html' title='Today, I saw the best bus graffiti ever'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SXicRJijU6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KKFpCiS40xg/s72-c/DSC00214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-5218529447318930040</id><published>2009-01-20T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:59:09.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward</title><content type='html'>I am looking forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the difficulties (in the various areas of my life), I believe "everything will be alright"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos that's a promise from God, and His word never fails....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm remembering this quote from one of my friends, who always has really quotable quotes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not a question of can or can not. It's only will or will not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, it's not a question of whether we Can or Cannot do something. It's a matter of Will we do it (do we want to do it) or will we not (not want to do it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only keep my eye on February, and see what's to come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5218529447318930040?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5218529447318930040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5218529447318930040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5218529447318930040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5218529447318930040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-forward.html' title='Looking forward'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5642729108179153960</id><published>2009-01-12T03:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T04:12:20.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>@_@</title><content type='html'>Just finished and sent the edited props list for dialect CNY drama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really tired..still have to prepare cue sheet (when I eventually wake up tomorrow)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's rehearsal was ok..can see the fruit beginning to take shape...I'm thankful I have 3 MANpower for my backstage crew..glad too that Eileen is there to help Justin with the blocking and acting stuff..and Shawn too to give tips..I'm not an octopus, I really can't keep an eye on the back AND front of the stage at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for each and every single person involved..whether the stage or off-stage ministries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really feel God has given a lot of favour to this drama..or at least, I'm experiencing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Bevere spoke this weekend, he is FANTASTIC. I'm just blown away by his message. I really want his books and audio cds, but no $$..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really so true, how you HONOUR your leaders/peers/entrusted ones to you, determines your reward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming soon, but I don't know what to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5642729108179153960?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5642729108179153960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5642729108179153960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5642729108179153960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5642729108179153960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='@_@'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-291201267767642612</id><published>2009-01-06T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T02:33:45.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>INTJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;This year..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I don't want the word 'normal', I want EXTRAORDINARY! In all aspects of my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;So...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I'll stop saying I'm just normal. I'm extraordinary! :D And I'm going to do more non-normal things this year. I'm going to break through and through, above and beyond.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I just keep having this 'itch' in me, that wants to do more and more and more..in every single area that I have..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Of course, not more just for me, but for GOD. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;And not just wanting more in terms of achievements, but more of God Himself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It's just a word on my lips..'more'..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Went for my first time to Dialect CNY drama rehearsal yesterday (Sunday). Think the second run was more 'there', just need everyone to work hard together, and we'll have a stellar production! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Really thank God for this bunch of people, though I just came on board they do respect my views..no diva attitude from anyone, which really goes to show how they're here for a good production to serve GOD's purpose, not their own..&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I do think Justin, JiaJia and Vic have done a commendable job in overseeing this whole thing..especially when they're not specialised in drama in any way..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Saw this test on Kexin's blog, been a few years since I last did it. Last time I was INFJ. Now, I'm INTJ. Very interesting and pretty accurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;INTJ explanations:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/handler.aspx?s=keirsey&amp;amp;f=fourtemps&amp;amp;tab=5&amp;amp;c=mastermind"&gt;Rational portrait of the Mastermind (INTJ)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://typelogic.com/intj.html"&gt;Typelogic INTJ profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp"&gt;Do the test too&lt;/a&gt;, and let me know what you are! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-291201267767642612?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/291201267767642612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=291201267767642612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/291201267767642612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/291201267767642612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/intj.html' title='INTJ'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5451610384655783412</id><published>2009-01-02T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:47:40.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 S'/><title type='text'>First day of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz6lL4hNcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EHBor6NdFGw/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz6lL4hNcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EHBor6NdFGw/s320/DSC00190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286375579378070978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Candice on this first day of the brand new year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone is goal-setting for 2009..here are some of my plans for this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-get my driving license by June 2009&lt;br /&gt;-grad from Uni with all Distinctions and HDs for every module I take this year (will grad in Dec 2009!)&lt;br /&gt;-rise up more in ministry(s). I'm not going to write the specifics in this blog..:P&lt;br /&gt;-do something that I've never done before, aka seize the golden moments...also not going to be specific in this blog, although I already know what it is I want to do..(church related)&lt;br /&gt;-be more positively impactful in my career. Be more famous in a positive sense (or at least beneficial to me sense). That's as far as I can elaborate here.....&lt;br /&gt;-maintain my fitness levels. Keep up regular exercise~&lt;br /&gt;-etc etc..haven't really thought of much else to put into words yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro is watching Slam Dunk on Animax..nostalgic....I love SD, its super classic..I watched it dunno how many times because of AXN's multiple reruns..one of my top all-time forever favourite shows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, they didn't dub it in english here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops..I haven't started studying for my final theory test yet, and its this month..^^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5451610384655783412?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5451610384655783412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5451610384655783412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5451610384655783412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5451610384655783412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-2009.html' title='First day of 2009'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz6lL4hNcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EHBor6NdFGw/s72-c/DSC00190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-264707203320318280</id><published>2009-01-02T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:14:37.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>Let me post about New Year's Eve celebrations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my da jie's house on Tuesday and stayed overnight. Helped her with cooking the next day, because after that we (sis+bro-in-law+me) were heading back to my house for a potluck with the relatives coming over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...let's just say, I'm no Jamie Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tenant who stayed at their place stole everything that wasn't tied down when he left. -_- We were cooking with no ladles, no chopping board, blah blah blah. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even stole the clothes pegs and PLASTIC PAIL. What?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the end we produced some sotong balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz2fypx2TI/AAAAAAAAAJM/odZa79K07Qc/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz2fypx2TI/AAAAAAAAAJM/odZa79K07Qc/s320/DSC00170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286371088659503410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relatives came, and brought their yummies. I think they made enough food to feed half of sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES OF (some of the) YUMMY FOOD (all are HOMEMADE! except the chicken wings):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3pvqjshI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jAoAA0VSey0/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3pvqjshI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jAoAA0VSey0/s320/DSC00176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286372359167783442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3n2e40PI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gIMYhc6r4pg/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3n2e40PI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gIMYhc6r4pg/s320/DSC00171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286372326638145778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3pAtdHRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/iAWFG60l4UQ/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3pAtdHRI/AAAAAAAAAJs/iAWFG60l4UQ/s320/DSC00175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286372346563468562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3o6cVLfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_qKiumgzt7Y/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3o6cVLfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_qKiumgzt7Y/s320/DSC00173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286372344881032690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3of7gtTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KMs4O_HpQYo/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz3of7gtTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/KMs4O_HpQYo/s320/DSC00172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286372337764054322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...are you pwned yet? ^^; I didn't even take pictures of every food available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the fireworks..went with dad to send sis+bro-in-law home..got back in time to see the ships firing their flares though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz5L1xAl9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZtmH4PjnPHE/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz5L1xAl9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ZtmH4PjnPHE/s320/DSC00179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286374044432635858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What plans have you made for 2009? :) I'm looking forward to an even more awesome year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless to a SUPER DUPER YEAR OF 2009!!!!! Whee~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-264707203320318280?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/264707203320318280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=264707203320318280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/264707203320318280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/264707203320318280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SVz2fypx2TI/AAAAAAAAAJM/odZa79K07Qc/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-8319313655957367008</id><published>2008-12-31T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T04:16:05.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rounding off 2008</title><content type='html'>I actually wrote a very long post, then........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally pulled out the wire for the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No draft saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T________________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Moving on..let's have a quick summary of what I actually wanted to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanking God for 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my family. Though they may not always support me, and sometimes persecute, scold, threaten, etc., cos of me being the only Christian..I still love them, and thank God for protection. The devil loves to attack them when he can't attack me directly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my friends. Each person really is a wonderful colour in my life. Thank you for being a part of my 2008! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my ministries. I'm blessed to enjoy Drama, and being encouraged when I'm inside. Also now I get to enjoy Choir, and its another amazing area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for SOT! Is there anything I can say about it that I haven't said before? Life-changing and its a moulding process inside..incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God I can enjoy City News, experience Parade of Nations, etc..when "once in a lifetime" knocks at your door, you better open and receive it! Too many regrets from not trying, now this year, I'm glad to have tried and enjoyed! Seize the golden opportunity while its there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for preservation of my whole self. No one actually knows my whole situation, and I don't really share much..I don't have anything to 'hide', its finding the right person/people tcan be very difficult..Sometimes, God knows is enough. And He will send me the right people in my life to give me timely advice when I need at crucial times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God, You gave me so many opportunities this year. Two years ago, I've been holding on to the promise that 2008 was my year..and indeed, it's been an extreme ride...lots of challenges, lots of breakthroughs, lots of hard work..and again and again, Your grace is sufficient for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, thank God for job and school that comes at the right timing, and can fit my very strange schedule! Lots more to thank God for, but...think I need to write a book, if I keep going on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to a Wonderful year in 2008 that God gave me! And now, let's get ready for a SUPERB 2009 with God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already started feeling the tingles in my tummy and my toes, about some of the paths to venture forth on concerning my new direction for 2009..been stirring in me~ whoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Time and God will tell, yah? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, are you ready?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8319313655957367008?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8319313655957367008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8319313655957367008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8319313655957367008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8319313655957367008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/rounding-off-2008.html' title='Rounding off 2008'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-321477207906515358</id><published>2008-12-29T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:31:38.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday Candice!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY CANDICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To someone who has been there for me throughout all these years, been ever so patient, a true representation of sisterly love to another, a great friend..when I don't know what to do, you just listen, when I need encouragement, you're always ready to tell me 'jiayou'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin saying how much I love CANDICE!!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that He placed YOU in my life, and I'm glad to be your good friend too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you get to fulfill God's calling in your life even more, and that as you sacrifice to seek His face more and more, you will not lose out, but instead, have all abundance added unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as you try to figure your direction out more clearly, to find out what to do, what you need to have/not have, I hope you are greatly blessed with clarity and wisdom in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going out of the house to meet you in a few hours time. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-321477207906515358?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/321477207906515358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=321477207906515358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/321477207906515358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/321477207906515358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-21st-birthday-candice.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday Candice!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-9061415767257512514</id><published>2008-12-28T04:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T04:46:54.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk and Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I may talk a lot, but I don't talk a lot, if you get my meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-9061415767257512514?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/9061415767257512514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=9061415767257512514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/9061415767257512514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/9061415767257512514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-may-talk-lot-but-i-dont-talk-lot-if.html' title='Talk and Thoughts'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-7400232415186122548</id><published>2008-12-27T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:41:37.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>If you're looking for Christmas photos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any. ^^;; Was too busy backstage to take any (except for ONE with Weishan aka "dong bian!" king, cos he took with every person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Drama was alright, now I finally had today to catch up on one month of no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my figure is "dee-e-li-i-ciouss!" (or I wish, haha) after losing tons of weight again..seriously, my jeans became hipsters and then even lower than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have souvenirs from Christmas..they're called bumps, bruises, cuts, and a whack on my head from a metal pole..X_X I even burnt my thumb during a rehearsal (melting the candle to stick it to the stand, and the flame suddenly got blown back by the aircon...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I felt really loved on Christmas! :) At least some people remembered me enough to give me smses, little chocs or even pressies! Its really the little things that help boost me through. Besides lots of prayer of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last service, reached home and KO till late today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must catch up on life's other responsibilities now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-7400232415186122548?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7400232415186122548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=7400232415186122548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7400232415186122548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7400232415186122548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4753804849083646965</id><published>2008-12-23T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:46:15.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing I ask</title><content type='html'>I am back online after 4 days without internet..but only for a short while, have to leave the house in a little while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very difficult....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying both JW and Expo shows...every night, every day, rehearsal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight for me doesn't end after Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attack comes from everywhere (as with every production)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It hurts.......it hurts more than anyone will ever understand, in more ways than anyone could understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only God remains my strength.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because its really really tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts everywhere, and I still have to battle another round after Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glorious Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More of You, oh Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More of You, in my life, Holy Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I prayed, and I prayed, and I prayed..preserve me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when people are determined to whack me down, even when the devil hates my guts so much he wants to whack me everywhere, inside and out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESERVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like having knives through my back, front, and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESERVE ME FATHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No weapon formed against me shall prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faithful and the just will see the reward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preserve me, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By Your blood, by Your word, by Your love for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Merry Christmas to all in advance. Don't forget the reason for the season, as you celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4753804849083646965?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4753804849083646965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4753804849083646965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4753804849083646965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4753804849083646965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-thing-i-ask.html' title='One thing I ask'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8545217590566419692</id><published>2008-12-18T03:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:57:49.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>You're always there.</title><content type='html'>At 2am+, I didn't have any peace in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided, very suddenly, to do something I've never done before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to my rooftop, laid down on my back (on the 'platform' thing, if you've ever been to my house), and looked up at the moon and stars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air was super cold..breezy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked up at the sky, I marvelled at God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to start listening to a worship song, 'dalam kasihmu bapa', from my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it started playing, all of a sudden, I thought of my Kota Kinabalu mission trip, and the wind started suddenly blowing like incredibly super strong, felt like I was going to be blown off the roof..I was crying as I was reminded of KK, and these words kept repeating in my mind.."You're always there...You're always there..You're always there.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm always there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, You are too incredible for me to comprehend. I love You. Your ways are higher than my ways. I'm just in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unto God be the glory of all that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..on a side note, may be the first and last time I do something like that. I accidentally kicked my foot on something when I was coming down from the 'platform'. Painnnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8545217590566419692?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8545217590566419692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8545217590566419692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8545217590566419692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8545217590566419692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-always-there.html' title='You&apos;re always there.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-8907315596392911458</id><published>2008-12-17T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:58:04.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts before I leave the house</title><content type='html'>When you give your best to God, He'll never shortchange you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people think I'm foolish. A lot I've given up in order to follow the 'call' when it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole month, of course, my heart (and wallet) has been very pained..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be worth it in the end. No stronger assurance than what God gives to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know for sure what God plans for me. I don't really 'ask' about it though. Just trust. And 'go with the HS flow', is what I always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The packet of tapioca chips is staring at me..I can't eat it till after production cos we all know what happens when I eat junk food during this time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to expo (after doing some more props shopping) later..not for rehearsal, but to check out our sets..a tingly excited feeling, whoo hoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's the point? The same thing always happens every year. You tell me the same thing, you do the same thing, year after year. And still the same thing always. Why don't you just [.....]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to agree with her suggestion. Because my conviction is stronger than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just a stubborn cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bo hue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooooooo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-8907315596392911458?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/8907315596392911458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=8907315596392911458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8907315596392911458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/8907315596392911458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thoughts-before-i-leave-house.html' title='Random thoughts before I leave the house'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-1933981251297867356</id><published>2008-12-17T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:49:24.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Bolt - must watch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SUfbA-5rU6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/onG_1G5Z2_g/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SUfbA-5rU6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/onG_1G5Z2_g/s320/DSC00141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280429898046591906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute little meh meh at Plaza Sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as promised, my update about yesterday..Watched "Bolt" yesterday at the Cathay, it was GREAT! I wouldn't mind watching it twice or even thrice. A really feel-good show. And Rhino the Hamster! Ahh! So CUTE!!!! "Bolt" is going onto my list of 'all time favourite movies'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was..the cinema was so empty! There were only a few rows from the back filled up, with no one sitting in front of us, or even in our same row! And we bought the tickets late! Haha! It was like having our own private theatre. So cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I played DDR after more than a year(?) of ever touching that machine. And I played JUBEAT! That weird new cube game. It's kind of addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good day it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, couldn't get out of bed..I woke up around 11am+ and saw a lot(!) of messages on my phone..all from different people from everywhere, asking me different things..ranging from Kuan asking me to go ___ to source for props, to Candice, to other drama people, to other choir people...and even SY (sec school friend)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even whilst replying messages, more messages from other people came in..wonder why I'm so 'popular' today..hahaha..^^ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best one was from SY: "I'm downstairs your house drinking coffee now! ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end she called me and we went out..forced me out of bed lol..if not think my props errand will er.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Bugis Street, saw lots of things I want..haha..not the right time for me to spend money on myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..the cute penguin soft toy at 'Gift a Name' in Bugis Junction is still on sale! I want! So cute..anyone want to buy for me for Christmas? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SUfaaF0KT-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/gGe2WPv3ZOw/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SUfaaF0KT-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/gGe2WPv3ZOw/s320/DSC00125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280429229887606754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1933981251297867356?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1933981251297867356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1933981251297867356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1933981251297867356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1933981251297867356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/bolt-must-watch.html' title='Bolt - must watch!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/SUfbA-5rU6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/onG_1G5Z2_g/s72-c/DSC00141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-6549093752429729238</id><published>2008-12-16T02:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:57:49.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas..</title><content type='html'>Heard from Joy's blog first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/L9Fctmk4ze/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/L9Fctmk4ze/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=L9Fctmk4ze"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=L9Fctmk4ze"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=L9Fctmk4ze"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/W7DXZlu/music/7uzrxG8m/olivia_olson_all_i_want_for_christmas_is_you/"&gt;All I Want for Christmas Is You - Olivia Olson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days to Christmas, and even less days than that till show day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about my day in another post tomorrow..lazy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6549093752429729238?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6549093752429729238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6549093752429729238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6549093752429729238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6549093752429729238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas..'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4241056087457998699</id><published>2008-12-13T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:39:00.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>Even if you don't like Britney Spears, just watch her &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caF18hCMG7Q&amp;feature=related"&gt;LIVE performance of "Womanizer" at Star Academy 2008 for at least one minute&lt;/a&gt;. Click 'watch in high quality' and turn up your sound! I am SUPER impressed by her entrance. Love the set design! And I love her dress too. I've always wanted a flare skirt like that, but can't find in sg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Changed the link, wrong link sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, main topic for this post: Finally, I'm on the way to financial freedom!!!!!! FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY I managed to convince my parents to let me make a new account today. After 2 years of being NETS-less and no access to bank! Although, for the next couple of months, I still need to go through the 'old system' through my parents as I need to settle things with my old account, such as my next few pay, since its already credited in company's system to go there..and all my savings is still counted as 'stagnant' since they're going to stay in my old account..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT it's a first step! Fresh start! I can actually live like a normal person now (or soon anyway, as soon as I settle the payment problems)! No more cash-only basis. I fought the financial fight for 2 years, this walk that I am on. Persecutions comes with financial cut-off, etc. All that borrowing money just to eat sometimes, skipping meals, especially during SOT period, cos every cent of my pay goes to school fees, and even then had to borrow first still. Then the day RIGHT after I repaid all my debts, my stuff and wallet was stolen and I was flat broke. Had to borrow again, back in debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God, for preserving me throughout all these years. Everytime I cried out, but You provided for me. Even when I enrolled in SOT by faith, with no idea how to pay school fees, even had to borrow the $50 first to pay for admin fee. Your miracles kept shining through and through. Even from the very beginning, before all this 'tai zi' (trouble), that period of time when my allowance was already being cut, and I had to walk to MJ's house for cg every week so I could save money from bus fare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, You are seriously good to me. I want to cry when I think of how good You've always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the fight is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas Eve, I turn 3 years old in Christ. 3 years ago, in 2005, I was touched by the drama on Christmas Eve. This year, I have this honourable privilege to stand on the other side of the stage now, and help out in a drama that will touch thousands like me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank every person who has been supporting me throughout this time, whether as a shoulder or financially blessing me, you guys are awesome. My cg, leaders, ministries, friends, everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Loved, and I am Recession-proof!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4241056087457998699?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4241056087457998699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4241056087457998699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4241056087457998699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4241056087457998699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-713982915237939274</id><published>2008-12-08T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:19:44.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Not ashamed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/ST05JvQrzpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iiQ-gfL_O10/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/ST05JvQrzpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iiQ-gfL_O10/s320/DSC00118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277437177816141458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I am not ashamed...to fight for what I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not ashamed...to die for the ones I love.&lt;br /&gt;I am not ashamed...to protect those who love me.&lt;br /&gt;I am not ashamed...to leave you behind.&lt;br /&gt;Because, beloved,&lt;br /&gt;I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even in the midst of all this dark moments, as 'si fu's' grandmother passed on this morning, and all the deaths from this month alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of God's grace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't drawn for a very long time. But I suddenly felt like taking out my sketchbook, for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit 'sangid' (lopsided), cos it was drawn on my bed. I might be redoing this nicer. Just sketched something up in less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be redone for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the GOD factor in all that I do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-713982915237939274?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/713982915237939274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=713982915237939274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/713982915237939274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/713982915237939274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-ashamed.html' title='Not ashamed'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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/_ETpdwpP_sZ4/ST05JvQrzpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iiQ-gfL_O10/s72-c/DSC00118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-589311975006015633.post-7405231198537854769</id><published>2008-12-05T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:22:20.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>It has been a really frustrating week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I passed my basic theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/iEJfZtWvEZ/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/iEJfZtWvEZ/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/popvideos/video/3al5H9fq/nerina_pallot_idaho_live_music_video/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idaho [Live] - Nerina Pallot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the back of a car on a road in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;In the stillicide, silently falling snow,&lt;br /&gt;I have packed everything that I own in a bag,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm driving, I'm driving to Idaho,&lt;br /&gt;A poem for leaving, a reason to go,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm driving, I'm driving to Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't be anyone but me, anyone but me,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't keep dreaming that I'm free, dreaming that I'm free,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall asleep and watch my life from fifty feet,&lt;br /&gt;My hands are on the wheel so I'm driving to Idaho,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I hear it's mighty pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I've been dumb, I've been perfectly beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Lain on my back buying lovers with stealth,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sick of you all, and I'm sick of opinions,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sick of this war I wage on myself...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so gripped to go there&lt;br /&gt;A universe riddle that only I know?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Robert he says, "It's all in the head!"&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, Phaedrus, what's good, is it Idaho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't be anyone but me, anyone but me,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't keep dreaming that I'm free, dreaming that I'm free,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall asleep and watch my life from fifty feet,&lt;br /&gt;My hands are on the wheel so I'm driving to Idaho,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I hear it's mighty pretty...&lt;br /&gt;In Idaho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-7405231198537854769?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/7405231198537854769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=7405231198537854769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7405231198537854769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/7405231198537854769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-6035957041509664581</id><published>2008-12-01T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T18:14:20.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Loving God, loving others</title><content type='html'>Last night (or early this very morning) before I went to sleep, I was asking God, Why do our spiritual lives seem to be so low, even though its not cos we love You less? I was given a very interesting revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the capacity in your heart is like a piechart, with 100%. Rightfully, our love for God should be 100%. But oftentimes, its 90% God and 10% something else, or 50-50, or even 10-90. Now, I'm not saying it's Wrong to love another person or other things, but when those things begin to take up the space that belongs to God, then its time to re-check your priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How then, can we love God and love others, without compromising on one or the other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple, let the love for God be SO OVERFLOWING, that it is more than 100%, and this overflow is what we should use to love others. We don't love another by cutting back on the love for God, but rather, we use the love for God and FROM that love we are then capable of TRULY loving someone with the Christ-like love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see it from this point of view, it becomes so much easier, because the love for others stems from the love for God, just like how it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that made sense. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-6035957041509664581?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/6035957041509664581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=6035957041509664581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6035957041509664581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/6035957041509664581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/12/loving-god-loving-others.html' title='Loving God, loving others'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-954815666517345307</id><published>2008-11-30T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:37:48.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is Dec!</title><content type='html'>This week has been quite depressing, so many wakes..if not for Rina Oh's wedding, this could probably be one of the gloomiest weeks I've ever had for a while. Even in the midst of the matrimonial ceremony, I received an sms about another wake..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok..shall talk about the more postive things..Rina Oh's wedding was lovely! It was at Chijmes, and she looked absolutely beautiful in her gown. It was really touching, especially when she serenaded her husband!! So romantic..I wanted to cry too, haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the ceremony, I went for my exam. It was alright, I don't know if its a good or bad thing that I was the very first person to finish and hand in..^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down for service/choir after that..and I realised half of sg was at expo, from Sitex to the John Little crowds..alot of people were super stuck in traffic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama rehearsals have stepped up the heat several notches. We're having rehearsals every night from Tuesday to Friday, and Sunday whole day. Siong..thank God I'm not having classes or having to rush down from any work for Dec..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering where I'll be eventually placed for the crew..hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if there's one thing I need to remember, its that God always provides for His people, and everything will work out (eventually) when God is in your life, especially when you're doing the work for God. I've seen how God provides miracles whenever its needed. But you need to always have faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that this Christmas drama is going to be GREAT! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic theory test on Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-954815666517345307?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/954815666517345307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=954815666517345307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/954815666517345307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/954815666517345307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/tomorrow-is-dec.html' title='Tomorrow is Dec!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-5737405009710774370</id><published>2008-11-29T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:10:24.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Stress for sale!</title><content type='html'>Exam tomorrow (Sat). Stressed. Props not confirmed. Stressed. Being high 'C' and everything  is 'not sure' state. Triple stressed. Stressss for sale, buy one get one free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have overcome this before, I can do this again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God, all things are possible. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/Mg3qc1JvjV/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/Mg3qc1JvjV/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/cannavaro84/video/q-FAZuRw/nerina_pallot_sophia_music_video/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia - Nerina Pallot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o' clock and a fire escape symphony,&lt;br /&gt;Spilling out across the road and the square,&lt;br /&gt;And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Do the parks, and trees, and the leaves, reach you, there?&lt;br /&gt;After the rain, in the lonely hours he haunts me, calling out,&lt;br /&gt;Again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without and one of of them is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I walk these streets like a stranger in my home town,&lt;br /&gt;Learn the language, form the words when I speak,&lt;br /&gt;But he changed me, I'm his ghost since he came around,&lt;br /&gt;And now I count the hours and the days in the weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion and silence,&lt;br /&gt;Every word, every line, a measure,&lt;br /&gt;It's the science of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;And his books, they breathe a reason and now I want to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning,&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without and one of of them is him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, with your new born eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved a man like I love him?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hurt but still feel alive, like never before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Sophia, Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm burning, I'm burning,&lt;br /&gt;It's a fire, it's a fire, I cannot put out,&lt;br /&gt;Sophia, Sophia, I'm learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go without and one of of them is him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-5737405009710774370?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/5737405009710774370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=5737405009710774370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5737405009710774370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/5737405009710774370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/stress-for-sale.html' title='Stress for sale!'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-4911503236422254342</id><published>2008-11-27T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:11:08.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>learning to breathe.</title><content type='html'>Here's a slightly happier song cos people complain I make them emo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I guess I'm just a teensy bit emo this season..guess it'll be better soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its got to do with Christmas Day syndrome..yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6A9AFPwi0nQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6A9AFPwi0nQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this road is long, this road is wide,&lt;br /&gt;It takes more than luck to last the ride,&lt;br /&gt;It takes strength and it takes courage to survive,&lt;br /&gt;And did someone ever say to you,&lt;br /&gt;"There's nothing bound in thought you cannot do?"&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've seen some things but not all of them came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be alone with my thoughts tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to be afraid, don't want to look away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;No I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;I just need a hope and a light to follow,&lt;br /&gt;Like sailors look to stars to find their way home,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know a man who lost his wife,&lt;br /&gt;This is the way he chooses to describe his life,&lt;br /&gt;He says, "If I think too much, I find there's just a hole,"&lt;br /&gt;But before she went, she left a son,&lt;br /&gt;He says, "Dad, you're not the only one,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe love is just a requiem for the soul..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be alone with my thoughts tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to be afraid, don't want to look away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;No I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;I just need a hope and a light to follow,&lt;br /&gt;Like sailors look to stars to find their way home,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, do you still feel small?&lt;br /&gt;Just a speck of life on an ocean wave,&lt;br /&gt;Does it pull us all?&lt;br /&gt;Does it pull us all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be alone with my thoughts tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to be afraid, don't want to look away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;No I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;I just need a hope and a light to follow,&lt;br /&gt;Like sailors look to stars to find their way home,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-4911503236422254342?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/4911503236422254342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=4911503236422254342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4911503236422254342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/4911503236422254342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/learning-to-breathe.html' title='learning to breathe.'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-1783011744072931014</id><published>2008-11-27T01:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:53:17.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>far, far away</title><content type='html'>Ok, before you all ship me off for counselling, I'm not depressed..I just like this song alot at the moment. Fits to listen to it now especially cos of the rain outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo warning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ATwbpFU0L1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ATwbpFU0L1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/supermeow/music/8LO_j8fy/james_blunt_tears_and_rain/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and Rain - James Blunt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could surrender my soul;&lt;br /&gt;Shed the clothes that become my skin;&lt;br /&gt;See the liar that burns within my needing.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I had screamed out loud,&lt;br /&gt;Instead I've found no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,&lt;br /&gt;All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;&lt;br /&gt;Hold memory close at hand,&lt;br /&gt;Help me understand the years.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I would save my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold from fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,&lt;br /&gt;All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Far, far away; find comfort in pain.&lt;br /&gt;All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far, far away; find comfort in pain,&lt;br /&gt;All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-1783011744072931014?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/1783011744072931014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=1783011744072931014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1783011744072931014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/1783011744072931014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/far-far-away.html' title='far, far away'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</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-589311975006015633.post-90462174260927256</id><published>2008-11-26T04:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T04:47:07.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40mins</title><content type='html'>I just spent 40mins waiting for my zip folder of photos to upload to YSI so I can send the link to my editor. With 3:22 to go, GUESS WHAT HAPPENED??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. The internet disconnected, and I have to restart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't studied for my exam this Sat, of which I have a practice session on Thurs morning. AND I have drama rehearsal tomorrow (Wed) night. And it's past 4.30am. It'll be 5am by the time I'm done uploading (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;*bangs head on wall*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep. T_T I need to wake up earlier to study, and to prepare drama stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Yet another day in my ever happening life~! :D;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/589311975006015633-90462174260927256?l=madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/90462174260927256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=589311975006015633&amp;postID=90462174260927256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/90462174260927256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/589311975006015633/posts/default/90462174260927256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madeoutofmiracles.blogspot.com/2008/11/40mins.html' title='40mins'/><author><name>bez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15775159382805435412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
