<?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-10319522</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:06:20.092+08:00</updated><category term='anntic08'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Dwell in His presence</title><subtitle type='html'>One thing I ask of the LORD, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD and to seek him in his temple.
ps 27:4</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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>314</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-9203969165276548628</id><published>2009-07-11T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:34:17.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Words &amp;amp; Music by Richard Mullen &amp;amp; Jack Richards&lt;br /&gt;Recorded by the McGuire Sisters, 1955&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;G                 Bm               C      G  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He can turn the tides and calm the angry sea;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Am            Em              Am    B7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He alone decides who writes a symphony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;C                Cm                  G  Bm    Em  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He lights ev'ry star that makes the darkness bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;D7                   Bm                  Am       D7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;G                   Em             Am7           D7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He still finds the time to hear a child's first prayer;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Am7              D7               G9          G  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Saint or sinner calls and always finds him there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Gdim                 Cm             G  G/F#  Bm  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Though it makes him sad to see the way  we  live,               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Am  D7       G  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He'll always say "I forgive."    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;G               Bm             C           G  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He can grant a wish or make a dream come true; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Am                Em                  Am      B7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He can paint the clouds and turn the gray to blue.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;C               Cm                G      Bm    Em  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He alone knows where to find the rain - bow's end,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;D7           Bm               Am       D7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He alone can see what lies beyond the end.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;G                 Em               Am7        D7  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Am7            D7               G9        G  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He knows every lie that you and I have told.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Gdim                 Cm            G   G/F#  Em  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Though it makes him sad to see the way  we  live,              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Am 7 D7      G       G/F#       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He'll always say "I forgive,   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;C  Cdim   G  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"I  for - give." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Courier;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-9203969165276548628?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9203969165276548628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=9203969165276548628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9203969165276548628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9203969165276548628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-words-music-by-richard-mullen-jack.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-1337583833025409257</id><published>2009-06-10T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:13:56.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today's the day. We are finally leaving for Mongolia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's been a long long time since we first started and all for this purpose. God's purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;God's global glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Though I'm physically down, I'm excited! I cant wait to see His beautiful love and grace that He has lavished upon the Mongolians. Yet on the other hand, I am excited to see how the Word of the Lord is coming through. How christian brothers and sisters coming from different background, different worldview, different culture worship the Lord and how we work together for the same cause. Indeed, in the end, tongues of all tribes and nations will praise the name of the Father!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;help us to catch a glimpse of heaven. Thank you for giving us the privilege to be part of your saving grace and saving work. Because truly Father, you are self-sufficient and you do not need human hands. How wonderful it is to have us partaking Your work like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Satan's darts have definitely been strong and he is no doubt working harder to get us down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it." 1 Cor 10:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"being confident of this, that he who began a good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in you will carry it on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;completion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; until the day of Christ Jesus." Phil 1:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?" Rom 8:30-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-1337583833025409257?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1337583833025409257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=1337583833025409257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1337583833025409257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1337583833025409257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-todays-day.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4456746576632094445</id><published>2009-06-06T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:32:07.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Peeking into the boys' world.&lt;div&gt;Guns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;War.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Legal system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Engineering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anything else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya ok there was. mainly movies. But again. war shows. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it was good anyways. Met the guys for supper. Was hoping Chingz would turn up but she didn't. Nevertheless it was some kind of an 'awkward' fun to be listening to the male's world. The church guys. I was glad that they were discussing bout John MacArthur's sermon and christian ethnics in the very perverse and crooked world we'll be working in (besides the guns and war). They asked so do you kill a convicted person if instructed by someone working in the government but not via the proper channels...sth like that (or rather.. thats what I think they discussed about). Didn't know half the things they were talking about anw.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But far better than just talking about lustful stuff. Females and males. alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4456746576632094445?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4456746576632094445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4456746576632094445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4456746576632094445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4456746576632094445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/peeking-into-boys-world.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5480937904071100154</id><published>2009-06-04T16:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:28:41.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VU_rTX23V7Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VU_rTX23V7Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Who am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the Lord of all the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the bright and morning star,&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way,&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;because of what you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;because of who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And you've told me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watch me rise again.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calmed the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But because of what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But because of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And you've told me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But because of what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But because of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And you've told me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;I am yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am yours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you for the song to remind me about its not about what I've done. Though what I've done does make an impact somehow but it will because of you... Lord.. may you have mercy on your people and that people who cross my path, good or bad, see the loving bits of me because of You and see the bad in me because of sin. May they taste the sweetness of Your love and witness the greatness of Your power! You the Lord of the earth hear me when I called..and caught me when I fell..Thank you Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5480937904071100154?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5480937904071100154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5480937904071100154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5480937904071100154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5480937904071100154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5578991788512866160</id><published>2009-06-04T14:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:58:56.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's wrong with me!!&lt;div&gt;The idea was really to give way and be kind... but my body just wouldn't barge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guessed I really wanted to teach her a lesson on basic courtesy but I did the obvious opposite. I wanted to let her have a taste of how distasteful it was to not show a little bit of concern for people in the same lift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's wrong with her!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teenager! I bet she's bout 16years of age. It really didn't reflect well when she entered the lift, pressed the button of the level she's going to and didn't even bother asking the rest of the people in the lift. She just stood there and watched. For goodness' sake...how much does it take for you to open that mouth of yours! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. I thought I should have given her the benefit of doubt.Maybe she was having a terrible day... but still. Roar. Likewise for me. I know I shdn't have handle it this way la. Then I was scolded by my mum for not giving her the space to get out! Great. I dunno why I reacted that way. Honestly I was just pissed at her behaviour and that girl just doesnt seem to really care. The worst was... my mum kinda hinted that its none of my business that the girl behaved this way. TRUE in a sense. It's upsetting to know that because this is the way adults think, no wonder kids these days are becoming from bad to worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, who's the culprit really.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop complaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you haven't really understand what the world is coming to and the amount of damage you have contributed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True, vice versa for the younger ones but come on. Have parents been a better example, kids today may not have been that bad. Sin. Isn't that so real. whether in my small ridiculous episode and the world at large today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok.. Self control.self control. Be rational, Ting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5578991788512866160?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5578991788512866160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5578991788512866160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5578991788512866160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5578991788512866160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-wrong-with-me-idea-was-really-to.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8282125976413176689</id><published>2009-06-02T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:36:10.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honestly..&lt;div&gt;I'm very nervous bout the english lessons we have to teach there... :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm totally not prepared or rather we barely started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The amount of information and the strategies to teach my most hated subject overwhelmes me. English language. The very medium we use to communicate everyday is also the very last thing most of us know how to teach. At least for me, it is the case. I've worked so hard for GP in JC and it still came out as a C6. Obviously, language, english language is simply not my cup of tea! ARRRGGGHHH I can't stop complaining! I've totally no idea whatsoever how to teach TENSES! it seems to be the easiest and the hardest at the same time!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather do all the games, all the activites to teach than coming up with what to teach and how to teach it! Each of us are expected to take one group each. hmm. im totally not confident about this. O Lord! Teach usSSSSS!!! Teach meee!!! this has to be some divine intervention lo! O Lord!! Have mercy!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-8282125976413176689?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8282125976413176689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8282125976413176689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8282125976413176689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8282125976413176689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7391948479954619593</id><published>2009-05-25T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:32:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It gets on my nerves. Badly. I cannot understand why things are the way it is.&lt;div&gt;Is it just me? Is it pms.... sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the time of the month comes, I'll be super irritated even at the slightest thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't even a discussion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This wed. Issues have to be worked out.. if not the whole period when we're there will prob be a whole torture. (at least for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I a difficult person to work with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I just cannot accept the differences in which some people work? I guess I need people to justify at least the way they work things out??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry chel for not being able to tell you on the spot how i feel cos there's just too many things going through my head and I dun wan to be all emotional... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7391948479954619593?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7391948479954619593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7391948479954619593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7391948479954619593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7391948479954619593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-gets-on-my-nerves.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2379573298142077176</id><published>2009-05-18T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:50:02.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Boys over flowers' finally ended. That was definitely much better than the taiwan 'liu xing hua yuan'.. boys that really look like princes haha. not just those anyhow pick from the streets kind :P&lt;div&gt;Storyline's better too... well at least.. it makes more sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe that i actually picked out lines in the drama..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lines like 'heal the heart with art and sick with medicine' hmm ? strange hur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and something like 'carrying 700,000 employees (families) on your shoulders...see if you'll mature with that overnight'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm someone who's so drawn into the drama that I felt as though I was one in the show. I felt their joy, their pain...phrases like the 700,000 struck me hard as I step into the next phase of life. It's already stressful supporting a single family or two, what more to say for those who are high up in the hierarchy. Yet it is also my prayer and wish that those who are chairing MNCs and large local firms to consider that shoulder of responsibilities before themselves so that those families that live off that important source of income will not perish for no good reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how many times I watch this drama, I'll cry.. silly because I've watched it like an umpteen times. I'm a crybaby. I wonder if my tears dry dry one day, will I still be the girl whom I know today (ok.. sounds funny..) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....I must stop dwelling in such rich-pretty-princes-ugly-poor-girl fantasy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to reality..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's been like a dream too.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sem has been so hectic, I was hardly aware of what went on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't believe how I pull through all the assignments and commitments all at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can only be by God's grace, power and strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe a kid like me can even get into the University. Though I dream big, I've never really actualise those silly dreams... so in fact, they remain dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being able to be a part of NUS, Eusoff, UROPS, VCF(ECF), the Mongolia team (G-cube) has been a privilege.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;life is so unpredictable&lt;/span&gt; that I can only give my trust in the one who gives and sustains life. He who is the Alpha and the Omega..the beginning and the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would have expected the one who encouraged me and constantly kept me in prayers be on the same team that she has told me to stay with. The rest must meet her. They must see her faith and love. And these will encourage the rest. Thank you Lord for all that you have planned. If given a choice, I will go through all the pain again. Because only through pain and struggles, can a person be made stronger, in Christlikeness. Complete, mature, not lacking anything and be able to receive the crown of life. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(James 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2379573298142077176?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2379573298142077176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2379573298142077176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2379573298142077176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2379573298142077176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-over-flowers-finally-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-6156348843458655087</id><published>2009-05-09T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:11:26.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's time to revive this blog...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-6156348843458655087?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6156348843458655087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=6156348843458655087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6156348843458655087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6156348843458655087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-time-to-revive-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7082036788279331138</id><published>2009-03-29T11:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:02:36.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GUIDANCE AND THE &lt;br /&gt;SOVEREIGN LORD &lt;br /&gt;By Ian Hamilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;"&gt;It is a constant surprise to me that many Christians are worried about guidance. Please don't misunderstand me. I do not mean that Christians should not be concerned about doing God's will. But why is it that many (and I think 'many' is the appropriate word) Christians get worried, confused and at times even spiritually paralysed about guidance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Matthew 6:25ff, Jesus gently rebuked his disciples for worrying about the future. They were worrying about where the next meal would come from, and how they would be able to clothe themselves. Jesus' antidote, to their only too human concerns, was to remind them of the caring, loving heavenly Father who knew perfectly and intimately all their needs: 'your heavenly Father knows'. He called them to have a renewed trust in the sovereign goodness and gracious omniscience of their Father in heaven. Having directed them to the perfect Father, Jesus then spoke these words to his 'little faith' (v. 30) disciples: 'But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness and all these things will be given to you as well'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are wondering, 'But what has this to do with guidance?' The answer is, everything! Jesus was calling his disciples to re-prioritise their lives. The disciples needed food and clothing, but they needed to understand that a new priority had claimed their lives, God's kingdom and righteousness. God has given us the essential guidance we need for living lives to his praise in this world. He has told us how we are to live and what we are to do: we are to live to please him and we are to keep his commandments (cf. John 14:15). Guidance is simply 'doing the next thing' - unless it pleases the Lord to redirect our steps in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The well-known verses in Proverbs best explain the point I am trying to make: 'Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight' (Prov. 3:5-7). Guidance is pre-eminently the responsibility of the Lord. In our earthly families, the father will gently grasp the hand of his young child and lead him in the way he is to go. It is the father, not the child, who is responsible for the guidance. There will, perhaps, be times when the child does not want to go the way her father is leading her in - it looks too demanding, it appears to take her away from the pleasant scenes that beckon in another direction. The father can then do one of two things: He can simply insist and, notwithstanding tears and wails, lead on. Or, he can let go (as it were) and say, 'Let's see where you end up by pursuing your own determined will.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to guidance lies in the child of God believing that his Father is perfectly good and desires and pursues only his best. Indeed this is exactly what the cross of our Lord Jesus shouts out to us: 'he who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all - how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?' God has pledged in precious blood that he will give us all that is good and wise and needful for us to live fulfilled and useful lives for his glory in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps by now you are thinking, 'This is all well and good. But how am I to know whether I should move home, take this job offer, marry this fine Christian, go into the ministry, be a missionary (or whatever)?' Listen again to your Saviour, 'Your heavenly Father knows . . . But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness . . .' Your heavenly Father is the sovereign King of the cosmos. He bends the universe to do his holy will. Your responsibility and mine is to 'do the next thing' i.e. the next thing that is pleasing to the Lord. He is well able to overrule our follies and stupidities. I have often thought that Augustine had it right when he said, 'Love God and do what you like.' Do you think this is a recipe for sheer hedonism? Far from it. To love God is to keep his commandments, to live to make his pleasure and praise the chief business of your life. The Christian who truly loves the Lord will only ever want to please him - pleasing HIM is what the child of God loves above all to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this is an appeal for Christians to take the unabridged sovereignty of their heavenly Father seriously. Yes, there are those no doubt who treat the Father's sovereignty as an excuse to 'go on sinning', as he will always be there to wave his sovereign wand and make all things well. People who think like that don't need to be rebuked, they need to be converted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there will be times when you don't know which way to go, etc., and the internal agony may be great. But the sovereign Father is also the loving Father, who is resolved to conform you to the likeness of his Son, and at times that takes 'the crucible of affliction'. It is said that while the Puritans never wrote one book on 'Guidance', they wrote many books on the grace and godliness of 'Obedience'. That is where right thinking about guidance begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tw Cen MT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banner of Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7082036788279331138?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7082036788279331138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7082036788279331138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7082036788279331138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7082036788279331138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/guidance-and-sovereign-lord-by-ian.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-6158193826857960844</id><published>2008-10-30T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:35:04.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SQSaTwqcPDI/AAAAAAAADDQ/AYnDstq9LWM/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261499928946687026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Emma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally 21!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for inviting me to your party! The food was good¬!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SQSaU6z2KPI/AAAAAAAADDY/DAVp8-t417Q/s1600-h/IMG_1515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SQSaU6z2KPI/AAAAAAAADDY/DAVp8-t417Q/s320/IMG_1515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261499948850358514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D you look really good in that IIN jacket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wear this for exam... you never know.. you might just score better than wearing that green ashaway! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8 years of friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and still counting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3071438996842194525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7710246712852003950</id><published>2008-10-11T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:12:57.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>神啊。。。&lt;br /&gt;我是又感动又心痛。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恳求你 来安慰每一位。。让他们都知道你是上帝真神。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7710246712852003950?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-10319522.post-5561728765126177611</id><published>2008-10-11T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:00:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day of irony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that it would happen, not so soon or close at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine the devastation the mother had felt...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine the trauma the little brother have to go through...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot understand my coldness towards this..&lt;br /&gt;I cannot comprehend the meaning in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day he left without saying goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;The day he left without knowing Lord Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;If he had knew Him earlier... would all these have happen...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I left for the joyous occasion..&lt;br /&gt;Witnessing the holy matrimony...in the presence of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I am very very happy for E and V... but why am I not equally upset for what has happened on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sit down and think hard about it...&lt;br /&gt;my heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;My assignments, projects, grades, my desires don't seem to matter so much anymore..&lt;br /&gt;There's something, definitely, more important than all these paper chase, status and money..&lt;br /&gt;Lives these days so vulnerable..&lt;br /&gt;Like a flower in the pot..&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet life can be equally joyous&lt;br /&gt;if only we stop the fast-paced life and think about it.&lt;br /&gt;What's the most most important in life?&lt;br /&gt;What's something that will last.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?" &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;amp;chapter=16&amp;amp;verse=26&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Matthew 16:26&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse has never been more real to me than today...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5561728765126177611?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5561728765126177611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5561728765126177611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5561728765126177611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5561728765126177611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-of-irony.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7506849791566443712</id><published>2008-10-10T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:09:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Trust in the LORD with all your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       and lean not on your own understanding; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-16462" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him,&lt;br /&gt;       and he will make your paths straight." proverbs 3:5-6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It really puzzles me how God will choose to save someone like me. like Israel. Unfaithful, utterly undeserving. Yet He poured out His blood for the sake of such.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And who am I to be able to hear God directly from His word. How could He have come so near without the death and resurrection of Christ? How could I have survived? I would have die in the presence of His holiness...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God in His mercy comforted me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the midst of meeting datelines and UROPS pressure, I am almost completely lost and somehow my sense tells me i'm not in the right direction. Crying out to Him and after that know that He already knew my cries and answered them speaks of Ps 23 where my shepherd makes me lie down in green pastures, leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall not be in want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During my QT with God, I was telling God about how terrible a researcher I am when it comes to UROPS.. how clueless I feel cos nobody seems to really care or guide me.. And then I read about Israel worshipping the golden calf while in the wilderness.. And the short write up was on ships and coral reefs! What a coincidence! I was quite stunned for a moment.. Later  I thought it really wasnt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The short story goes like this. While a man sailing in the ship sense that they are in the wrong direction, his instruments say otherwise. And he realised later that they were near the reefs and going too near the shore would crush these reefs and damage the ship. No doubt going near the shore makes the man think that we're safer, at least he see the shore, but he just cannot go near. After which his instruments tell him that they are indeed on the right track when a marker shows up. And God told me to lean not on my own understanding but trust in the LORD with all my heart, &lt;span id="en-NIV-16462" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in all my ways acknowledge Him, and He will make my paths straight...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have I fix my eyes too long on the 'suffering' like how the Israelites think that Moses had gone to talk to God for too long.. and they made a calf for themselves to worship.. And God is telling me not to be like them but to trust in Him and acknowledge God. no matter how long it may take. no matter how difficult life seems to get... He will make my paths straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the overview of OT and study on church history, book of Daniel.. I cannot be more impressed with this God whom I call Father. He is powerful and just and loving and determined...He is the Maker of the story call History and He cleverly crafted every single detail. He will continue to mould His people and reveal His story till all people bow down before Him and worship Him. Every tongue, every nation, every race, every tribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lord... it was a great comfort and encouragement and may this post be a blessing to all who read.Repent and know that You are God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even before this amazing episode, God has quietly provided for me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not doing very well but I am happy. My life is simply, at the same time, greatly, provided for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not getting the best kind of grades nor am I leading the most luxurious life but I know my Lord Jesus is giving me all I have today.&lt;br /&gt;Simple things like meeting datelines and having something to present in class are all deemed as well planned to me but not by me... ok.. think im confusing everyone.(pardon me cos i was out the whole morning in the hot hot sun..burnt and drained now..nitrogen accumulated from the free dives in the cove... :S)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically.. when I finally decided to do/prepare/study my due assignments/preparations for tutorials during the weekends... I find myself able to deliver what was needed that following wk without knowing that I was actually supposed to be doing it....hmm get what I mean...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paiseh..my language command is pretty limited... like the chinese always say 有限公司.. thats Tingyu for you~ :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So all in all.. I'm happy. Joy overflow... because of Jesus! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7506849791566443712?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7506849791566443712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7506849791566443712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7506849791566443712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7506849791566443712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/trust-in-lord-with-all-your-heart-and.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2834630181653077194</id><published>2008-10-08T10:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:22:10.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;千山万水&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;周杰伦 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;千山万水 无数黑夜 等一轮明月&lt;br /&gt;梦的边陲 风吹不灭 从不感疲惫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;东方无愧 第一是谁 让我们追求完美&lt;br /&gt;我态度坚决 面朝北 平地一声雷&lt;br /&gt;做好准备 这一回 起跑后绝不撤退&lt;br /&gt;痛快一起 努力 的感觉&lt;br /&gt;我们拥有同样的机会&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦想挟带眼泪 咸咸的汉水&lt;br /&gt;你我同个世界 爱从中穿越&lt;br /&gt;梦与希望在飞 我向前去追&lt;br /&gt;有目标就不累 等着我超越&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;东方无愧 第一是谁 让我们追求完美&lt;br /&gt;我态度坚决 面朝北 平地一声雷&lt;br /&gt;东方无愧 第一是谁 让我们追求完美&lt;br /&gt;我态度坚决 面朝北 平地一声雷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;远远抛开一切 过千山万水。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;我真的很喜欢这首歌。。。&lt;br /&gt;周董很完整地带出运动员的心声&lt;br /&gt;尤其是参赛选手。。。&lt;br /&gt;为了过那千山万水&lt;br /&gt;付出的代价，&lt;br /&gt;背后的辛酸，泪水，血汗。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然奥运这一幕已解下&lt;br /&gt;但它的动力与精神仍牢固地扎实在每个心中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;奥运让我想起自己的羽球光荣史时（好啦。。也不算是很光荣啦。。）&lt;br /&gt;那一份斗志，拼搏。。&lt;br /&gt;掌声，呐喊，欢乐，失落。。&lt;br /&gt;与队友建立的关系。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哪怕是失去了那一瞬间的辉煌&lt;br /&gt;留住的却是永远的骄傲。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/gXpB3q7VSU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/gXpB3q7VSU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/3DcWyJ2/playlist/UswzwS_1/jay_zhou_qian_shan_wan_shui_music_playlist/"&gt;周杰伦 jay zhou - 千山万水 qian shan wan shui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2834630181653077194?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2834630181653077194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2834630181653077194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2834630181653077194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2834630181653077194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8242618591526473210</id><published>2008-10-06T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:35:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being in the science library for too long...&lt;br /&gt;seeing too much of the medicine students....&lt;br /&gt;too many NUH visits...&lt;br /&gt;having too much of blood and CVS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing in science now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i taking bio modules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i take evolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i doing marine UROPS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again i'm distracted too by the sociology module that i'm taking as well.. I thought that was so much more interesting than what I am doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as how Moses led His people and walked on,&lt;br /&gt;I must too.. move on to wherever God is leading me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, where am I going?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-8242618591526473210?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8242618591526473210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8242618591526473210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8242618591526473210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8242618591526473210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-in-science-library-for-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-615199821342984782</id><published>2008-10-04T12:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:19:05.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrights people.. I'm going. Australia. Just paid the deposit yesterday for my summer programme at University of New South Wales.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it'll be a fruitful trip hehe... spending quite a fair amt of money on it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Trav, the 30 of us will be staying at Unilodge, 5min walk to campus. So I guess that explains the cost and also, its like an apartment with kitchen and hall and individual rooms, all furnished. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics speak a thousand words ya... below are the poorly taken pics by my htc touch at the botanic garden. it was a field trip last thurs. (when we were young, they call it an excursion..now in uni, its field trip..whaha)&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/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4Tv6vNPI/AAAAAAAADBY/EEQC2LvmbG8/s1600-h/IMAG0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4Tv6vNPI/AAAAAAAADBY/EEQC2LvmbG8/s200/IMAG0043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253159033538295026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The artpiece in the middle of the pic signifies the need to retain knowledge... why?visit the SBG and check it out for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4TxVsyPI/AAAAAAAADBg/kmim6B7yHKI/s1600-h/IMAG0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4TxVsyPI/AAAAAAAADBg/kmim6B7yHKI/s200/IMAG0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253159033919817970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats my group TA, Wee Foong, explaining stuff to us... under the hot sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4TzrV2tI/AAAAAAAADBo/yrFW13usw0U/s1600-h/IMAG0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4TzrV2tI/AAAAAAAADBo/yrFW13usw0U/s200/IMAG0048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253159034547460818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fat Cactus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4TzwJWEI/AAAAAAAADBw/TEXNOV72aOM/s1600-h/IMAG0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4TzwJWEI/AAAAAAAADBw/TEXNOV72aOM/s200/IMAG0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253159034567612482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 'spikes' on the tree are the parasitic figs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5ywPbR9I/AAAAAAAADB4/xGFwNlkw1o4/s1600-h/IMAG0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5ywPbR9I/AAAAAAAADB4/xGFwNlkw1o4/s200/IMAG0050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253160665712642002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leaf infected by bacteria develops growth to isolate it (if i didn't hear wrongly..heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5y_lnz-I/AAAAAAAADCA/3zIiD7RoGUI/s1600-h/IMAG0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5y_lnz-I/AAAAAAAADCA/3zIiD7RoGUI/s200/IMAG0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253160669832269794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratan spikes used to cling on tightly to other plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5y7_hg0I/AAAAAAAADCI/9m9cXXUVPTo/s1600-h/IMAG0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5y7_hg0I/AAAAAAAADCI/9m9cXXUVPTo/s200/IMAG0052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253160668867167042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5zaJAblI/AAAAAAAADCY/BQkxVrKjVYc/s1600-h/IMAG0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5zaJAblI/AAAAAAAADCY/BQkxVrKjVYc/s200/IMAG0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253160676960005714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot of me and huixin:D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5zbIgAPI/AAAAAAAADCQ/fdvZ0vO2dDI/s1600-h/IMAG0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb5zbIgAPI/AAAAAAAADCQ/fdvZ0vO2dDI/s200/IMAG0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253160677226316018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 'lotus' effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the random hall pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7ng1oxYI/AAAAAAAADCg/AoUd5m2kmQ8/s1600-h/IMAG0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7ng1oxYI/AAAAAAAADCg/AoUd5m2kmQ8/s200/IMAG0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253162671622636930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scruffy - our fat resident cat... she's been ard longer than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7nou2J7I/AAAAAAAADCo/TMB_fSxq_Jw/s1600-h/IMAG0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7nou2J7I/AAAAAAAADCo/TMB_fSxq_Jw/s200/IMAG0039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253162673741637554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eusoff from E3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7n96H_rI/AAAAAAAADCw/8cjQ1lA7BOs/s1600-h/IMAG0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7n96H_rI/AAAAAAAADCw/8cjQ1lA7BOs/s200/IMAG0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253162679426088626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The skyline in Eusoff... Pretty isn't it..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, my silly neighbour when she's stressed..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7n8AtreI/AAAAAAAADC4/sc89E3T7kzA/s1600-h/IMAG0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SOb7n8AtreI/AAAAAAAADC4/sc89E3T7kzA/s200/IMAG0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253162678916853218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciaoz~ Lotsa 'dead' lines to meet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-615199821342984782?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/615199821342984782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=615199821342984782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/615199821342984782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/615199821342984782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/alrights-people.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SOb4Tv6vNPI/AAAAAAAADBY/EEQC2LvmbG8/s72-c/IMAG0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-2124219194374302834</id><published>2008-09-28T18:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:45:40.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I should just give up this dec's Summer Programme.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly my parents think it's too expensive. 4-5k just for 5wks.. for 3 wks of mugging to cover 2 mod, 1 fieldtrip(which I think its rare) for the Wildlife Diversity module and 1 wk of R&amp;amp;R. Worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, prof and angie's away.. Really dunno if i can go for SP with UROPS still on. I prob can say bye bye to my mod.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, booking flight tics, arranging this and that, paper work is completely troublesome and irritating. Because coming from a 'little travelling' background.. I'm basically lost when it comes to all these. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps work and travel is a better alternative since Encik says its definitely much cheaper...&lt;br /&gt;*scratch head then pray*&lt;br /&gt;Lord... how ah....&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna get out of singapore... Get away from this whole spore education system because its just so... suffocating. I want to get out of singapore la!&lt;br /&gt;Super sian la... always got to make such stupid decisions... and then all those people that I need help from are not around at all... so zhun.. :S Lord.. what are you trying to teach me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in church Rev Issac Ong spoke on the first miracle that Jesus did(John 2:1-11). He spoke about how blessings only flow when the disciples/people obeyed His instructions without a fuss. Even if it means silly instructions. Jesus could have filled the jars with wine, but he asked the servants to fill them up with water. They simply did it. And who benefitted from it, the guests, and even the servants who saw such a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;God would not do what we are made to be able to do and God would do the rest that we are unable to. And why should we be doing things halfheartedly when we are given the ability to do what we can? Why are we giving only half our heart to God?&lt;br /&gt;Will the guests be drinking the best kind of wine if the servants become skeptical and filled only half the jars?&lt;br /&gt;Mary had to roll the stone away to let Lazarus walked out in his grave linen to show that Jesus raised him from the dead. Couldn't Jesus roll the stone away without Mary's labour? Couldn't Jesus remove the linen at the snap of his fingers or a word from his mouth? But He chose to raise Lazarus this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obedience is the key. "Whatever He saith unto you, do it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need such obedience to be able to see God's glorious work. Be it in me, in others, or in the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord find me faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will be affected if I give a halfhearted job unto Jesus? Who will be affected and possibly end up in hell if I live a christian life halfheartedly? It'll be the people whom i was in contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will be blessed if I do a good job? The people around me. And they'll see, they'll praise the Father in Heaven for all the good deeds I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord be merciful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I be able to hear from the Lord on Judgement day:&lt;br /&gt;'Well done, good and faithful servant.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2124219194374302834?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2124219194374302834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2124219194374302834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2124219194374302834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2124219194374302834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-should-just-give-up-on-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-120661812971927553</id><published>2008-09-26T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:51:34.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Then again,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But he said to me, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sufficient&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; for you, for my power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; made perfect in weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=54&amp;amp;chapter=12&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-120661812971927553?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/120661812971927553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=120661812971927553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/120661812971927553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/120661812971927553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/then-again.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-1476718802281356869</id><published>2008-09-25T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:19:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Winning an argument is not winning souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes an argument communicates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you tell someone Jesus loves you without an argument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm tired of Uni. of studying. of all the work waiting for me. of being a christian. Lord... You say You give strength to the weary... You increase the power of the weak.... and those who hope in You will renew their strength... You'll make them soar on wings like eagles... You'll make them run and not grow weary...Lord..restore my exhausted spirit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-1476718802281356869?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1476718802281356869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=1476718802281356869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1476718802281356869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1476718802281356869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/winning-argument-is-not-winning-souls.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-229379777682832930</id><published>2008-09-24T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:56:49.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See my new fringe colour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNuxosqNo0I/AAAAAAAADAw/4Ht_lMzSm3k/s1600-h/P1010458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNuxosqNo0I/AAAAAAAADAw/4Ht_lMzSm3k/s200/P1010458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249985103371543362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Purple! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNuyewlYh-I/AAAAAAAADBI/DO31oYMo23U/s1600-h/P1010468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNuyewlYh-I/AAAAAAAADBI/DO31oYMo23U/s200/P1010468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986032137963490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice? hehe I think it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNuy0SGM33I/AAAAAAAADBQ/mfLANEXzv2g/s1600-h/P1010466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNuy0SGM33I/AAAAAAAADBQ/mfLANEXzv2g/s200/P1010466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249986401911234418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I was trying to act cool... whahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Failed attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I did it at my aunt's place. She's a hairdresser.. Pretty good skills. I never let anyone else touches my hair except her hehe..(of cos I tried others and they kinda screwed up my hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So anyone interested to cut/wash/blow/dye/highlight/set/curls/perm.etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Msg me k.Leave a note on my chatbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And of cos Reasonable price (It's not expensive! Worth all your money and time:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-229379777682832930?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/229379777682832930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=229379777682832930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/229379777682832930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/229379777682832930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/see-my-new-fringe-colour-purple-p-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SNuxosqNo0I/AAAAAAAADAw/4Ht_lMzSm3k/s72-c/P1010458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-5590927170386205985</id><published>2008-09-23T22:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:07:44.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from the library... :S im tired. from doing alot of random stuff. of cos. it includes studying. heh but not much. was super distracted. Do agree with me.. its hard to get into the mugging mode... oh well!&lt;br /&gt;As I read I realised that people are conserving and restoring nature in order to provide more for themselves. At the end of the day it is still a selfish gain. Well I don't mean every conservationists are like this, but from the coral reef books and ecology books that i've read, it just seem to suggest that. Hmm.. its good to be conserving and there's nothing wrong really to extract the natural products for the use of mankind because afterall God has provided all these for us. But what I find wrong is.. after all that man has done, there's seem to be no remorse. Nothing really seems to bother humans until the earth turns really bad now.. All the ozone depletion, all the coral bleaching, dynamite finishing, global warming...nothing seems to really matters until humans realise the need to sustain all these that we want to use to sustain our luxurious life. Can we conserve just because we are stewards to where we live? and to restore nature because its God's creation? Seriously, why bother if nature is not one of God's.. earth can almost be treated as a use-and-throw product..heh&lt;br /&gt;Someone ever mentioned, the first world countries pollute the most but the third world countries suffer the consequences of such pollutions the most. While it is true that the third world countries litter the ground as well, who, however, contributes the most to global warming, ozone depletion, oil spills..etc. While the first world people enjoy themselves in air conditioning and complain somemore that its such a hot day, the poor in Africa and even nearby Myanmar toil and faint under the hot sun out in the open, suffering the consequences of global warming. Who has a better chance of getting skin cancer? Think again. Are we being fair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, what's done cannot be undone. It just goes to show how true God's word is.. that the ground is cursed and the relationship between humans and nature is cursed..Is it even possible to revert our earth back to the original state by our own human efforts where it was lovely and all so sufficient for us, without pollution, without broken ozone, dying plants, extinct animals, bleaching corals, overheated earth...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gen 3: &lt;span id="en-NIV-70" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; So the LORD God said to the serpent, "Because you have done this,&lt;br /&gt;  "Cursed are you above all the livestock&lt;br /&gt;  and all the wild animals!&lt;br /&gt;  You will crawl on your belly&lt;br /&gt;  and you will eat dust&lt;br /&gt;  all the days of your life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-71" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; And I will put enmity&lt;br /&gt;  between you and the woman,&lt;br /&gt;  and between your offspring &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=1&amp;amp;chapter=3&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-71a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; and hers;&lt;br /&gt;  he will crush &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=1&amp;amp;chapter=3&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-71b" title="See footnote b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; your head,&lt;br /&gt;  and you will strike his heel." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-72" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; To the woman he said,&lt;br /&gt;  "I will greatly increase your pains in childbearing;&lt;br /&gt;  with pain you will give birth to children.&lt;br /&gt;  Your desire will be for your husband,&lt;br /&gt;  and he will rule over you." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-73" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; To Adam he said, "Because you listened to your wife and ate from the tree about which I commanded you, 'You must not eat of it,'&lt;br /&gt;  "Cursed is the ground because of you;&lt;br /&gt;  through painful toil you will eat of it&lt;br /&gt;  all the days of your life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-74" class="sup"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; It will produce thorns and thistles for you,&lt;br /&gt;  and you will eat the plants of the field. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-75" class="sup"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; By the sweat of your brow&lt;br /&gt;  you will eat your food&lt;br /&gt;  until you return to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;  since from it you were taken;&lt;br /&gt;  for dust you are&lt;br /&gt;  and to dust you will return." &lt;/p&gt;Perhaps not... Because humans will continue to sin and exploit our land. Only to think that we are able to use more since we now know how to restore. :S its scary isn't it.. Only when Jesus return and all things shall be made new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" id="en-NIV-31041" class="sup"&gt;Rev 21:3 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" id="en-NIV-31042" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord for He is coming back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are like some random photos..&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/_TYW545vbG90/SNkIm01tE4I/AAAAAAAADAI/OSOsm7G-o6I/s1600-h/leonard+%26+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNkIm01tE4I/AAAAAAAADAI/OSOsm7G-o6I/s320/leonard+%26+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249236303788970882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took in tioman during my Advanced OWC.. heh. beside me is leonard.(im the one doing 'V')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNkI7YS4O_I/AAAAAAAADAQ/-OMUd_CLKe4/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNkI7YS4O_I/AAAAAAAADAQ/-OMUd_CLKe4/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249236656903961586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EH E-nitiation :) thats the blk photo.right in the middle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNkMbKo42yI/AAAAAAAADAY/z_GkqUOb9Fc/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNkMbKo42yI/AAAAAAAADAY/z_GkqUOb9Fc/s320/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249240501528877858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photos and what I do at Sentosa Cove :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saw the girls (and guys) dancing just now... :X I feel like dancing too.. Hip hop. it was so fun. such a good workout.. I thought I'll ask Sharon if I can join the tech class for fun.. she didn't reply :X well she was practising though.. alamak.. cant stop thinking about it! bahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNkNhF_Cg9I/AAAAAAAADAg/hpEqhiUdIio/s1600-h/P1000349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SNkNhF_Cg9I/AAAAAAAADAg/hpEqhiUdIio/s320/P1000349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249241702870451154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The good times, the bad and the crazy... I miss you..&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/10319522-5590927170386205985?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5590927170386205985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5590927170386205985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5590927170386205985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5590927170386205985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-came-back-from-library.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SNkIm01tE4I/AAAAAAAADAI/OSOsm7G-o6I/s72-c/leonard+%26+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-4166655943235606013</id><published>2008-09-23T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:53:42.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mission&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There's a call going out&lt;br /&gt;Across the land in every nation&lt;br /&gt;A call to those who swear allegiance to the cross of Christ&lt;br /&gt;A call to true humility, to live our live responsibly&lt;br /&gt;To deepen our devotion to the cross at any price&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let us then be sober, moving only in the Spirit&lt;br /&gt;As aliens and strangers in a hostile foreign land&lt;br /&gt;The message we're proclaiming is repentance and forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;The offer of salvation to a dying race of man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;To love the Lord our God&lt;br /&gt;Is the heartbeat of our mission&lt;br /&gt;The spring from which our service overflows&lt;br /&gt;Across the streetOr around the world&lt;br /&gt;The mission's still the same&lt;br /&gt;Proclaim and live the Truth&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a candle is consumed by the passion of the flame&lt;br /&gt;Spilling light unsparingly throughout a darkened room&lt;br /&gt;Let us burn to know Him deeper&lt;br /&gt;Then our service flaming bright&lt;br /&gt;Will radiate his passionsAnd blaze with holy light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Words and music by Jon Mohr and Randall DennisCopyright 1989 Feed and Seed Music/J.R. Dennis Music. All rights reserved. International copyright secured. Used by permission.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gM9GtGLesT/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gM9GtGLesT/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/szCE0ql/music/c48JPGeM/steve_green_the_mission/"&gt;The Mission - Steve Green&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to constantly remind myself why.. &lt;br /&gt;I dropped dance and take G-cube.&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord find me faithful in His mission field.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4166655943235606013?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4166655943235606013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4166655943235606013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4166655943235606013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4166655943235606013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/mission-theres-call-going-out-across.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-9152338088290655696</id><published>2008-09-19T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:55:58.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow wow wow! I'm so enjoying my year 3 in hall... well for now ~ hahaha I have so much to talk about the initiation and talent time! E block simply rocks my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initiation was a success. Who says E block is just a mahjong and drinking block? *well partly cos half the drinking ppl left and its term time, lesser time for mahjong.. all of us turned year 3 this year! no Time!* And thanks to all the E block freshies who made initiation possible and all so fun! I've never have an initiation in my life but...O ... haha looking at the way it was done.. I don't think I would yearn for one anyway =p&lt;br /&gt;We did our E block drinks, ie, 1. meshed granola bars + water + spagetti... hehe 2. blended lady's finger, celery, banana, apple and carrot. Given the slimy lady's finger... i'm sure you can imagine how gluey the second drink was... :S Then we had our cheesy search IN the toilet bowl! Basically the freshies are blindfolded and led to PUT YOUR HANDS INTO THE TOILET BOWL, TWIRL A FEW ROUNDS IN IT, search through chin-chow and ice to get that one and only cheese ball heh. Meanwhile the freshies are sprayed with water and flour. How interesting~&lt;br /&gt;Another game was to look for all the post its stuck in E block and come back with the actual number of postits found. The number of postits 'found' will be the number of M&amp;amp;M each group will have to picked out from the tray of flour provided. whahaha After which the groups were splitted into 3s and questions were asked.. those got wrong will be 'tekan' lolx&lt;br /&gt;Some freshies like Melissa and Faith ended up in quite a 'bad' state haha.. Faith had to wash her hair twice consecutively! And then we had our 'Black Panda' demonstration and sums up the night. It was HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;O not forgetting our pizza supper... after all the laughter... everyone was tired. All of us..even the seniors I bet.. had a great time! hehe dun be envious of us k :D come Eusoff.. come E block! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the talentcrime.. that's Eusoff talent time for you.. Not showcasing your talent is a crime they say heh. Eusoff has super alot of talents. I kid you not.. Our talentime started at 8 and ended at 12. 12am mind you. haha E block did a magic show~ It was quite impressive, just that it took a tat too long.. heh B blk was awesome.. they won :D C blk put up a life size puppet show hehe and it was really entertaining i must say :D I'll put up the video once its done! (By Eusoffworks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these are all the things that will stay with me throughout my whole life time. When C4 presented hai kuo tian kong again, I was super emo la.. almost cried. It reminded me of all the times I spent with them, all the fun and care they gave. This graduating batch... is one that will stay sweet in me forever. Then I saw the way Julia danced, the item that Dance Corps put up..it makes me want to do DP this year. Like seniors always say, last year last chance... but its in MARCH! I don't think I can commit at the expense of my already cui grades. I'll miss Eusoff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'll enjoy all I can get out of this beloved second home and family in NUS. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-9152338088290655696?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9152338088290655696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=9152338088290655696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9152338088290655696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9152338088290655696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-wow-wow-i-so-enjoying-my-year-3-in.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8440011985225710542</id><published>2008-09-14T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:24:58.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do I bother.. i wonder sometimes. It takes a little effort to care than not to.. but so much more to care when the other party do not reciprocate.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm not staying in hall. I wish I do not have to bother about the people in Hall. Sometimes I just want to stay in my own quiet corner. Perhaps because I am not included in that happening group which is making so much noise. It bothers me when I'm not included. It bothers me because I think I am self centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking on so many things make me tired and all the more sick of whatever I have chosen to take up. Life's not very exciting when everyday you have tons of assignments and readings to catch up. Deadlines to meet, project to complete. Even christian activities can be a nuisance at times. I pray that my heart will not turn cold in the midst of all these things. I pray that I would still have time for the people around me, even strangers who come my way. I pray that I'll be able to love them like Jesus did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is.. many a times I fail to do so. I do not want to love. Like every other graduating student, I just want to get this last year done and over. I had wished I weren't in University, going through all the unnecessary stress. (Well, I guess it's just in Singapore.) Come to think of it again, billions/trillions of people out there are yearning for the most basic kind of education. How privileged am I but I am almost blind to it.&lt;br /&gt;What to do? I'm consumed each day by the daily needs and attention from all modules and activities. I'm split into many many pieces.. so many that I find it hard to piece them all back together.&lt;br /&gt;I'm being emo now. Its Sunday Night and I'm tired... though its only 1130, I'm feeling strained. Readings not finished, cardio notes not read etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a breather. I need prayers. I need some good fun. I need Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-8440011985225710542?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8440011985225710542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8440011985225710542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8440011985225710542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8440011985225710542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-do-i-bother.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-1207980230324155363</id><published>2008-09-13T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T01:17:32.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Don't think about it.. Shit happens.. :)"&lt;br /&gt;Well yea.. it does haha. But i still feel so sorry for Uncle Sean's car!!! :S Was happily driving out to buy some bread with Aunty Lily... Then... I did a 3 pt turn in that narrow carpark opp tj... I was so proud of myself when I didn't kiss any car when i reverse, I was ultra careful. Then...''bang''.. I hit the red van infront :S The little Swift was scratched and dented at the bottom... OMAN! And then my face turned............white. I was like... o my tian!&lt;br /&gt;It was horrific! I don't know how to tell my aunty can! My face, my aunty said, literally turned white... -_-" Right... and please don't tell my mum this! if not she'll never allow me to drive again!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God the owner of the red van didnt pursue it... If not the both of us wouldn't have been able to get back home in half an hour's time.. :X Though my uncle hadnt had an easy day, he was really nice about it! Thank you Uncle Sean! I was SO RELIEVED after knowing he wasnt made about it ....&lt;br /&gt;Thats not all... Thank God that I didnt bang that idiotic car when I was driving home. That big silver car! look like some lexus/mers.. turned out of the carpark without looking left and right.. I was driving down the main road relatively fast, and this careless guy just drive out. I missed him by just a few centimetres la! Horned loudly at him.. stupid! &lt;br /&gt;Aunty Lily and I could either have ended up in jail or ICU...Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. that was another little dramatic episode in my 21st year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the day by scolding these few kids who went for my cousins' birthday cum baby full month celebration. Their mother was really one of a kind.. firstly she asked if she orders the food fr us(as if we were opening a restaurant) or do it herself.. of cos its DIY la! Then..ok she did and she cooked only for her kids/people. And she took food that was enough to feed a family of 10. Seriously.. and she told the host that that's her food when the host wanted to get some food for his friends. -_- And soon after, she asked and demanded for chicken satay as if she's the host. Well her kids left a whole roll of kitchen napkins and random UNUSED napkins at the place where they ate. Left their unfinished can drinks and satay sticks all over... So I went to tell them to clear up. They didnt listen. Scolded these boys that were barely 16. They looked like they wanted to bash me up. Well I stared back at them. They simply ignored me when I told them the 1st time.. Until my grandma said something.&lt;br /&gt;One of the boys.. whom I 1st approached, just walk away without first listening to what I was trying to tell him! Then he retorted and said if I were so helpful and responsible, I would have helped to clear those rubbish for them. OMGOSH. what is the world coming to! That our Singaporean kids are so spoilt and rude! They are totally senseless! or rather. He is totally ... a brat.&lt;br /&gt;My grandma was quite stunning... She told that guy if he's not part of it, den just shut up and that he's rude because his parents did not teach him well. WOW! I was speechless... heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Come to think of it.. My life's pretty exciting hur..&lt;br /&gt;BTW im going for G-cube.. pulled out of Dance Corps.. will tell you more of that struggle in the nx post :x&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now~&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-1207980230324155363?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1207980230324155363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=1207980230324155363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1207980230324155363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1207980230324155363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-537374107606311940</id><published>2008-09-10T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:10:06.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;GOD MAKES NO MISTAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words and music by: Kim Moore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My life I give to you O Lord use me I pray&lt;br /&gt;May I glorify your precious name&lt;br /&gt;In all I do and say&lt;br /&gt;Let me trust you in the valley dark&lt;br /&gt;as well as in the light&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you will always lead me&lt;br /&gt;Your will is always right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I know God makes no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;He leads in every path I take&lt;br /&gt;along the way that’s leading me to home&lt;br /&gt;Tho at times my heart would break&lt;br /&gt;there’s a purpose in every change He makes&lt;br /&gt;that others would see my life and know&lt;br /&gt;that God makes no mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when someday in heaven above&lt;br /&gt;I see His dear face&lt;br /&gt;May I then be counted faithful&lt;br /&gt;as a runner in this race&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m trusting in the Savior&lt;br /&gt;to show me the way&lt;br /&gt;In His righteousness He guides me&lt;br /&gt;as I seek to please Him day by day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I know God makes no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;He leads in every path I take&lt;br /&gt;along the way that’s leading me to home&lt;br /&gt;Tho at times my heart would break&lt;br /&gt;there’s a purpose in every change He makes&lt;br /&gt;that others would see my life&lt;br /&gt;and know that God makes no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ns9SxVyK88/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ns9SxVyK88/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/xIUYmLT/music/IZQAX5Fe/mac_beth_lynch_god_makes_no_mistakes/"&gt;God Makes No Mistakes - Mac &amp; Beth Lynch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-537374107606311940?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/537374107606311940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=537374107606311940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/537374107606311940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/537374107606311940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-makes-no-mistakes-words-and-music.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3070122956271705164</id><published>2008-09-10T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:47:01.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoyoyoyoyoyo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just attended the FES National Conference 2008! Theme : Integrated life, Integral Missions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main pt(s) : An undivided heart for God, for the sake of Christ. Ps 86:11-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I cant really say that's the main point la... but the above aptly summarise all the main points spoken of during the conference..&lt;br /&gt;I took home with me the word SACRIFICE. I think its a big word... especially to live it out in my life. There's too many things I want to hold on to.. There's too many temptations to give in to.. and too many times, I shortchange God for the things that are temporal and meaningless in the years to come. Still... I chose to do it that way. Hence.. sacrifice is a big word. I need let God to teach me to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEK 1005 Cultures in Contemporary world (arts gem)&lt;br /&gt;LSM3252 Evolution and comparative genomics&lt;br /&gt;LSM 3261 Life form and function&lt;br /&gt;LSM 3212 Human Physio : Cardiology&lt;br /&gt;LSM 3328 UROPS (survivorship &amp;amp; growth of hard corals)&lt;br /&gt;Dance - Internal, Chingay&lt;br /&gt;ECF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G Cube??? I want to know more about missions...... beyond the shores of singapore...&lt;br /&gt;how...&lt;br /&gt;will I survive this sem??? I need to 'wisen' up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the grace of my Lord will be sufficient... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3070122956271705164?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3070122956271705164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3070122956271705164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3070122956271705164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3070122956271705164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/yoyoyoyoyoyo-i-just-attended-fes.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5844713096906838812</id><published>2008-09-04T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:45:01.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The list is exhaustive...&lt;br /&gt;Work piles up each day like there's no tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;If i were to plot a graph on the amount of work to do, i hope its a standard curve...&lt;br /&gt;but sadly. its exponential...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5844713096906838812?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5844713096906838812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5844713096906838812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5844713096906838812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5844713096906838812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/list-is-exhaustive.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3752532036252204436</id><published>2008-09-03T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:35:07.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being involved hall has been one of my greatest joy and pain so far. The joy comes from participating in every single happening event in hall and the pain comes from isolating myself from it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my last year in hall be the most fruitful one. Realise I said hall and not school? Life in hall defines my life in University. I am so sure that my life in Uni will just be a study-go home kind of life if not for hall. It has taken up so much of me that I now cant seem to live without it.&lt;br /&gt;Every Sem break, I'll refuse to go home because I know its another 3 months before the next big Eusoff production will be showcased. And I can't wait to be part of it! However, when Sem starts and I have to move back to hall again, I dreaded to move things back.. I was so comfortable at home.&lt;br /&gt;How can I manage my final year in nus such that I get the best out of both worlds.. Graduate with a honorable degree, reasonable grades and leaving hall with the best memories, contributing, even if its my last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, how can I forget the God of my life.. the one and only Lord Jesus Christ who saved me and continue to sanctify me. I am torn between my desires and your love. Your love for your people, your eternal plan for your people.&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart what break yours Lord... As I look upon Your face, reassure me Lord that You'll be there when I cry because of the sacrifices I have to make, reassure me Lord that Your glory is much more worthwhile and forever than anything I can possess now. Tell me once again Lord that You love me and You'll help me to live without Eusoff. Help me to focus on what is important Lord. Remind me the lives I see out there are more important than anything else in the world and who knows where they are heading... Show me Lord Your might and Power. Remind me Lord of the good things you have given.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to number my days aright, that I may gain a heart of wisdom. (Ps 90:12)&lt;br /&gt;Teach me Lord to always rejoice, always pray and always live a life worthy of Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3752532036252204436?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3752532036252204436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3752532036252204436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3752532036252204436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3752532036252204436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/being-involved-hall-has-been-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4382104734035403122</id><published>2008-08-22T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:48:24.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cyqn2LxKVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cyqn2LxKVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Be Your Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Matt Redman&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Be Your Name&lt;br /&gt;In the land that is plentiful&lt;br /&gt;Where Your streams of abundance flow&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Be Your name&lt;br /&gt;When I'm found in the desert place&lt;br /&gt;Though I walk through the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing You pour out&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;When the sun's shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;When the world's 'all as it should be'&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;On the road marked with suffering&lt;br /&gt;Though there's pain in the offering&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing You pour out&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your glorious name (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;My heart will choose to say&lt;br /&gt;Lord, blessed be Your name&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4382104734035403122?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4382104734035403122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4382104734035403122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4382104734035403122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4382104734035403122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/08/blessed-be-your-name-by-matt-redman.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2258026145994782856</id><published>2008-08-16T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:42:35.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"jog or have dinner first... jog or have dinner first...jog or have dinner first....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. jog first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I ran to catch the last bit of Wednesday's sunset.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine looking at the clouds in the shape of a pair of gigantic angel's wings, against the sunset backdrop. And then a rainbow sign off the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God's messenger was flying through the rainbow. It seemed to be returning to heaven after blessing the earth. Leaving God's faithful signature... the 7 beautiful colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good rest and reminder to remain faithful to God.. especially after a hectic 3 mths' break.&lt;br /&gt;The following is a list of what I've done over the hols:&lt;br /&gt;- celebrated my 21st&lt;br /&gt;- preparation of church camp games&lt;br /&gt;the above two took up most of May after the exams&lt;br /&gt;- Church camp(1-4 June)&lt;br /&gt;- St John's visit for Jasper's Project&lt;br /&gt;- Part time at AON (for just two wks! haha)&lt;br /&gt;- OWC at Tioman!&lt;br /&gt;- VCF Leadership Preparatory Camp(25-28 Jun)&lt;br /&gt;That was end of June!!&lt;br /&gt;- Marine Bio lab involvement, help Angie&lt;br /&gt;- Settle UROPS (look for profs, do admin stuff)&lt;br /&gt;- Start UROPS...go Sentosa, go St John's, help KaiYing&lt;br /&gt;- Clean field store&lt;br /&gt;- Chase for my dive licence&lt;br /&gt;Practically going to school and fieldtrips everyday during July..*tired*&lt;br /&gt;August was almost like a mad rush..&lt;br /&gt;- 4aug Angie they all went diving (i was left on the boat :X), help Kaiying with her CA rubble&lt;br /&gt;- 7aug Clean Jasper's tank with Kaiying, visit Sentosa to get my bikinis!&lt;br /&gt;- 8aug Rag (:( lost to KR by a few points...nvm, we're still the best! Eusoff Up la!)&lt;br /&gt;- 8-10aug AOWC at Tioman!(again) with Orphesus this time..I learned my lesson alr..&lt;br /&gt;   yay! got my licence liao~&lt;br /&gt;- 11 aug start of Sch... went for all my lessons..met the SYFC clique&lt;br /&gt;- Tues lesson, catch up with Seng and Yan hao&lt;br /&gt;- Wed evo lab..then went to lab to figure out the data logger...took so long and I still couldn't figure out.. went jogging, chat with Soph til 3am&lt;br /&gt;- Thurs..groggy me did my scrap book..guessed was too tired and hungry..ate too fast but threw up part of my dinner... :S didnt go bash cos of that too..&lt;br /&gt;- Fri..half my day was spent figuring out the light logger and then learned some IDing of the corals. (its super difficult la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its Saturday... im so tired... rested 11 hours last night, did another 11 hours slp marathon one of the weekdays also. im still exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently taking 4 core modules... Evolution, Life form and Function, Human Physio:Cardio, Developmental Bio + UROPS + arts gem&lt;br /&gt;I shd be dropping one of the modules since I really do not think I can handle so many modules. It'll be silly of me to do badly for all just because I was ambitious. Grant me wisdom Lord...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to find out what I really like heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. gtg&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you today is just the 16th of August 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2258026145994782856?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2258026145994782856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2258026145994782856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2258026145994782856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2258026145994782856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/08/jog-or-have-dinner-first.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5284686060038464764</id><published>2008-08-12T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:21:04.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need You...&lt;br /&gt;Grant to me a quiet heart before You&lt;br /&gt;Grant to me discipline&lt;br /&gt;Grant to me love, towards You, towards Your people&lt;br /&gt;Grant to me wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me and deliver me from the evil one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these I pray in Jesus' name..&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5284686060038464764?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5284686060038464764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5284686060038464764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5284686060038464764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5284686060038464764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3624748897336775308</id><published>2008-07-25T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:42:34.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord,&lt;br /&gt;did you allow the invention of diving so that divers can restore the water world?&lt;br /&gt;Rescue the coral reefs and rebuild the homes of these marine creatures...&lt;br /&gt;cos God.. you have commanded man to rule over the world, take good care of the earth and its resources and multiply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"God blessed them and said to them, "Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" id="en-NIV-29" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Then God said, "I give you every seed-bearing plant on the face of the whole earth and every tree that has fruit with seed in it. They will be yours for food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" id="en-NIV-30" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And to all the beasts of the earth and all the birds of the air and all the creatures that move on the ground—everything that has the breath of life in it—I give every green plant for food." And it was so." Genesis 1:28,29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3624748897336775308?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3624748897336775308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3624748897336775308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3624748897336775308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3624748897336775308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/lord-did-you-allow-invention-of-diving.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4958369162392745761</id><published>2008-07-19T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:09:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"At the root of the Christian life lies belief in the invisible. The object of the Christian's faith is unseen reality" - AW Tozer in The Pursuit of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And it is impossible to please God without faith. Anyone who wants to come to him must believe that God exists and that he rewards those who sincerely seek him." Hebrews 11:6 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;"To seek God does not narrow one's life, but brings it, rather to the level of highest possible fulfillment." - describing A. W. Tozer's discovery in the Introduction to "The Pursuit of God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;"So, whether you eat or drink, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;whatever you do, do all to the glory of God."  - 1 Corinthians 10:31 (ESV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let a man sanctify the Lord God in his heart and he can thereafter do no common act.&lt;/span&gt; All he does is good and acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. for such a man, living itself will be sacramental and the whole world a sanctuary. His entire life will be a priestly ministration. as he performs his never-so-simple task, he will hear the voice of the seraphim saying, 'Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory.'"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- A W Tozer in the Pursuit of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christ is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;"O God, quicken to life every power within me, that I may lay hold on eternal things. Open my eyes that I may see; give me acute spiritual perception; enable me to taste Thee and know that Thou art good. Make heaven more real to me than any earthly thing has ever been. Amen." - AW Tozer in the Pursuit of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May my life be a sacrament and the world my sanctuary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual  act of worship." Rom 12:1&lt;span class="keywordresultextras"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=52&amp;amp;chapter=12&amp;amp;verse=1&amp;amp;end_verse=3&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=context"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ." 1 Pet 2:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart saddens to see this because I've been a disappointment. Yet God has always been merciful and good to me... holding me pure and precious in His sight.&lt;br /&gt;The deeper you fall.. the greater the love of God to you. Do you realise no matter how much you achieve in life or try to be good to others, try to live a righteous life based on your own standard or societal standards, you can never escape the reality of death, of emptiness, of guilt, of sadness, of betrayal, of brokenness in relationships, in work, of incompetency, of unproductiveness...and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you realise the need for Jesus Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cold" does not exist. It is not the opposite of hot, but the absence of heat.&lt;br /&gt;"Dark" does not exist. It is not the opposite of light, but the absence light.&lt;br /&gt;"Death" does not exist. It is not the opposite of life, but the absence of life.&lt;br /&gt;Premise of duality doesn't prove the existence or non existence of God.&lt;br /&gt;He's not finite.&lt;br /&gt;Just as a thought cannot be explained,&lt;br /&gt;magnetism &amp;amp; electricity cannot be fully understood,&lt;br /&gt;God cannot be explained by science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But Science can reveal God's intelligence &amp;amp; creativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Evil" does not exist. It is not the opposite of good, but the absence of God.&lt;br /&gt;A word has to be created to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whoever does not love does not know God, because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 John 4:8&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4958369162392745761?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4958369162392745761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4958369162392745761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4958369162392745761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4958369162392745761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-root-of-christian-life-lies-belief.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-6073981389991118618</id><published>2008-07-19T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:13:25.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The DIFFERENCE&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";color:blue;" &gt;Science and God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let me explain the problem science has with Jesus Christ.' The atheist&lt;br /&gt;professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his&lt;br /&gt;new students to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you believe in God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Absolutely.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure! God's good.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you good or evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Bible says I'm evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a&lt;br /&gt;moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you&lt;br /&gt;can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir, I would.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you're good...!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I wouldn't say that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if&lt;br /&gt;you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He&lt;br /&gt;doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even&lt;br /&gt;though he prayed to Jesus to heal him How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can&lt;br /&gt;you answer that one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student remains silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of&lt;br /&gt;water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Let's start again, young fella Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Er...yes,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is Satan good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student doesn't hesitate on this one. 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then where does Satan come from?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student : 'From...God...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there&lt;br /&gt;evil in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, sir.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything,&lt;br /&gt;correct?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So who created evil?' The professor continued, 'If God created&lt;br /&gt;everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to&lt;br /&gt;the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without allowing the student to answer, the professor continues:&lt;br /&gt;'Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible&lt;br /&gt;things, do they exist in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student: 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So who created them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his&lt;br /&gt;question. 'Who created them? There is still no answer. Suddenly the&lt;br /&gt;lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is&lt;br /&gt;mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tell me,' he continues onto another student. 'Do you believe in&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student's voice is confident: 'Yes, professor, I do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you&lt;br /&gt;use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No sir. I've never seen Him'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir, I have not..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever actually felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or&lt;br /&gt;smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Christ, or God for that matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yet you still believe in him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable&lt;br /&gt;protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that,&lt;br /&gt;son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem&lt;br /&gt;science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a&lt;br /&gt;question of his own. 'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And is there such a thing as cold?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, son, there's cold too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No sir, there isn't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested.&lt;br /&gt;The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat,&lt;br /&gt;mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we&lt;br /&gt;don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below&lt;br /&gt;zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is&lt;br /&gt;no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the&lt;br /&gt;lowest -458 degrees. Every body or object is susceptible to study when&lt;br /&gt;it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have&lt;br /&gt;or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat.&lt;br /&gt;You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of&lt;br /&gt;heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units&lt;br /&gt;because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the&lt;br /&gt;absence of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom,&lt;br /&gt;sounding like a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as&lt;br /&gt;darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night&lt;br /&gt;if it isn't darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the&lt;br /&gt;absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright&lt;br /&gt;light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have&lt;br /&gt;Nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to&lt;br /&gt;define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able&lt;br /&gt;to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;This will be a good semester. 'So what point are you making, young man?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is&lt;br /&gt;flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time.&lt;br /&gt;'Flawed? Can you explain how?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student&lt;br /&gt;explains. 'You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good&lt;br /&gt;God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something&lt;br /&gt;finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a&lt;br /&gt;thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much&lt;br /&gt;less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life&lt;br /&gt;is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive&lt;br /&gt;thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they&lt;br /&gt;evolved from a monkey?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young&lt;br /&gt;man, yes, of course I do'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he&lt;br /&gt;realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work&lt;br /&gt;and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you&lt;br /&gt;not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a&lt;br /&gt;preacher?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the&lt;br /&gt;Commotion has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other&lt;br /&gt;student, let me give you an example of what I mean.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class&lt;br /&gt;who has ever seen the professor's brain?' The class breaks out into&lt;br /&gt;laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain,&lt;br /&gt;felt the professor's brain, touched or smelled the professor's brain? No&lt;br /&gt;one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of&lt;br /&gt;empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no&lt;br /&gt;brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain,&lt;br /&gt;how can we trust your lectures, sir?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the&lt;br /&gt;student, his face unreadable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I&lt;br /&gt;guess you'll have to take them on faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists&lt;br /&gt;with life,' the student continues. 'Now, sir, is there such a thing as&lt;br /&gt;evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We&lt;br /&gt;see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man.&lt;br /&gt;It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world.&lt;br /&gt;These manifestations are nothing else but evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at&lt;br /&gt;least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God.&lt;br /&gt;It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe&lt;br /&gt;the absence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when&lt;br /&gt;man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold&lt;br /&gt;that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there&lt;br /&gt;is no light.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor sat down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-6073981389991118618?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6073981389991118618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=6073981389991118618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6073981389991118618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6073981389991118618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/t-he-difference-science-and-god-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4651977335530781612</id><published>2008-07-17T12:13:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:19.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally set up my trial yesterday at Sentosa cove.&lt;br /&gt;been busy with its preparation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a perfectionist(hah to me la) and I spend so much time on my trial so much so that I'm kinda jaded now. Everything's still going well..thank God. I really enjoyed myself.. every part of my project so far. The people in the lab are nice, cheerful atmosphere, cute corals, fascinating new facts, interesting places to work, exciting fieldwork, meeting helpful people blah blah blah... who says biology is boring!&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/_TYW545vbG90/SH7KUOJPyAI/AAAAAAAAC9c/xUMyPdXTIfs/s1600-h/P1010188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7KUOJPyAI/AAAAAAAAC9c/xUMyPdXTIfs/s320/P1010188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223835066539427842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I frequent SJI quite a lot these days, check on Jasper's tank, collect my corals, build my frames there just the previous tuesday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7LBJShsJI/AAAAAAAAC9k/-4FYyziRZlY/s1600-h/P1010187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7LBJShsJI/AAAAAAAAC9k/-4FYyziRZlY/s320/P1010187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223835838330286226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't it great to see this wonderful scenary every time you end your work on SJI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7LgLtiY8I/AAAAAAAAC9s/3NuLqBI9TSU/s1600-h/P1010191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7LgLtiY8I/AAAAAAAAC9s/3NuLqBI9TSU/s320/P1010191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223836371556393922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the Pocillopora fragments I brought home.. surviving pretty alright..hee.. all their polyps are out :D its an encouraging sign~ they didnt die from the bumpy ferry/car ride home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7MHUsoRgI/AAAAAAAAC90/yQSIZ6FG7RM/s1600-h/P1010227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7MHUsoRgI/AAAAAAAAC90/yQSIZ6FG7RM/s320/P1010227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223837043983402498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The frames and corals wrapped in wet newspapers on the ferry.. oh.. and I brought back 10litres of fresh filtered seawater in a 'jerry' can.. super heavy la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7PtX8gY_I/AAAAAAAAC-c/3vPynuWqE7c/s1600-h/P1010228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7PtX8gY_I/AAAAAAAAC-c/3vPynuWqE7c/s320/P1010228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223840996225213426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/u0601821/Desktop/random/P1010228.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/u0601821/Desktop/random/P1010234.JPG" alt="" /&gt;the container that Shuyi helped me make.. its to contain random coral fragments for trial~&lt;br /&gt;and then the frames and the containers&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7QEZbEgDI/AAAAAAAAC-k/2lXo7ooEekQ/s1600-h/P1010231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7QEZbEgDI/AAAAAAAAC-k/2lXo7ooEekQ/s320/P1010231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223841391758835762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7Qq1zNX3I/AAAAAAAAC-s/7Vjdizg8BWk/s1600-h/P1010230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7Qq1zNX3I/AAAAAAAAC-s/7Vjdizg8BWk/s320/P1010230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223842052211302258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fragments I brought back on tuesday.. Lionel kindly further fragment them and separated them into their genus.. Thanks Lionel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7ilSZbGjI/AAAAAAAAC_0/JuIhnaEH7Lw/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7ilSZbGjI/AAAAAAAAC_0/JuIhnaEH7Lw/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223861748017863218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7YYs9tn9I/AAAAAAAAC_E/6ha_edCvlAg/s1600-h/P1010240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7YYs9tn9I/AAAAAAAAC_E/6ha_edCvlAg/s200/P1010240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223850536694816722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7dAVKEqMI/AAAAAAAAC_M/StWohl1UeVE/s1600-h/P1010242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7dAVKEqMI/AAAAAAAAC_M/StWohl1UeVE/s200/P1010242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223855615545485506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was working on my acrylic squares and grid for measuring the area of the coral fragments while my supervisor is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7itqlkSQI/AAAAAAAAC_8/ZmjuGRk5iVo/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7itqlkSQI/AAAAAAAAC_8/ZmjuGRk5iVo/s400/Picture2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223861891950201090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ON THE PHONE! hee (caught red-handed lo.... Angie Mummy~ :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Disclaimer : conversations are purely for entertainment sake.. its fictional!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7d_SeVUaI/AAAAAAAAC_k/hMdfALskf20/s1600-h/P1010219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7d_SeVUaI/AAAAAAAAC_k/hMdfALskf20/s320/P1010219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223856697156915618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 musketeers~ (from the left : Tingyu, Shuyi, KaiYing)&lt;br /&gt;We are Prof's UROPS students... there's another 2 honours students(Lisi &amp;amp; Ling Jing) + 2 NUS high attachment students... will upload more photos the next time. Took with the 2 honours students on our Sentosa trip! woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;KaiYing and Shuyi's been a great help in my project.. especially Kaiying who dragged herself out of bed that few mornings to go St John's with me at 815am. not to mention Lionel and Angie who dived and fixed my trial for me hee... Angie's been a great mother to us hahaha. and Prof's our grandfather? lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memorial of my beloved D900..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7fmuqBJnI/AAAAAAAAC_s/IsekezIbefI/s1600-h/P1010169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SH7fmuqBJnI/AAAAAAAAC_s/IsekezIbefI/s320/P1010169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223858474248644210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In its inverted form...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. and now im stuck with HTC touch. the most outdated version.. lol.. still adapting to the touch screen phone. bleah.. don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;ok.. signing off... gotta read those honor students' theses and start on my draft intro!!!&lt;br /&gt;Will upload the sentosa photos after Waxson and Lisi pass them to me hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4651977335530781612?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4651977335530781612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4651977335530781612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4651977335530781612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4651977335530781612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-set-up-my-trial-yesterday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SH7KUOJPyAI/AAAAAAAAC9c/xUMyPdXTIfs/s72-c/P1010188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-4185555404813271237</id><published>2008-07-12T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:51:46.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpHX2F8-RGg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpHX2F8-RGg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shazzy posted this on her blog and wondering why there isn't the flush toilet step(that's her favourite!)&lt;br /&gt;This is so nostalgic la!! I remember we had to do it in the 1990s.. all of us(pri 4..ya..or 5) were forced to do it. Think they changed some steps in some years and I was wondering why certain steps were omitted and then i had to learn new ones! lolx&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stop laughing when I saw this...&lt;br /&gt;O then she mentioned her curses she threw at the person who stole her phone HAHAHAHA Its ssssssssssooooooooooooooo FARNIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my choice curses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- may his shit come out of his mouth&lt;br /&gt;- may his nose hair grow long so that he can't breath through his nostrils and cannot eat properly without chewing his mucus-laden nose hair.&lt;br /&gt;- may his beloved phallus drop off the next time it rains. and if the arsehole is female, may her boobs shrivel and leave behind 2 prunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick one, or come up with your own. thank you for your support. bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha her entries are always so entertaining! Shazzy you ROCKS! hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4185555404813271237?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4185555404813271237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4185555404813271237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4185555404813271237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4185555404813271237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/shazzy-posted-this-on-her-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7372035061677168319</id><published>2008-07-12T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:59:05.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJfSp_rceFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJfSp_rceFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful song..&lt;br /&gt;below's the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=108971&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" name="scroll" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="210" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/paris-twila-lyrics.html"&gt;Paris Twila Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;How Beautiful Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7372035061677168319?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7372035061677168319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7372035061677168319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7372035061677168319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7372035061677168319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-beautiful-twila-paris-cry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-6127240257696237845</id><published>2008-07-09T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:21:47.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who am I that you have called me by name?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that you loved me just the same?&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all the times I broke Your heart&lt;br /&gt;You promised we’d never be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that You have chosen me to be&lt;br /&gt;Your salt and light for all the world to see&lt;br /&gt;That You are God and there is none like You&lt;br /&gt;My Saviour, My Lord and King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;And I say, “Here I am!”&lt;br /&gt;I lift my outstretched hands&lt;br /&gt;To You, Abba Father&lt;br /&gt;They are cleansed by the blood of the lamb&lt;br /&gt;Teach me Lord to carry my cross&lt;br /&gt;To know that I am crucified with Christ&lt;br /&gt;And in His death, I have everlasting life&lt;br /&gt;We have this treasure in jars of clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard-pressed on every side but not dismayed&lt;br /&gt;Where we are weak, there You are strong&lt;br /&gt;And I will go where You may lead&lt;br /&gt;Send me Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G   C&lt;br /&gt;G   C  D&lt;br /&gt;Em   D C   G&lt;br /&gt;Am   C   D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G  D  Em&lt;br /&gt;D  C  G&lt;br /&gt;Am   D&lt;br /&gt;G   D  Em&lt;br /&gt;D   C   G&lt;br /&gt;Am   D   G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eb   F   G&lt;br /&gt;Eb   F  G&lt;br /&gt;Eb   F  G&lt;br /&gt;Eb   F   D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- not too sure what's the title of the song but it is definitely something. Teck Hee the VCF Missions &amp;amp; Evangelism coordinator wrote this song in the middle of the night. By divine touch I suppose... i was moved to tears while singing this song.  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In spite of all the times I broke Your heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You promised we’d never be apart"&lt;/span&gt; I was broken. Knowing how unworthy and unfaithful I had been and there He is, ever watching me through his loving eyes, cared for me with his unfailing kindness, called me and chosen me.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to be so greatly honoured and shown attention to, by the Creator and Judge of the world.. Nobody. Apart from our breath that God has breathed into us, humans are nothing more than just a few grams of ash.(and water). Who am I to have constantly break your heart and yet loved. Its not about who I am.. but who You are, dear Lord. Because You are God. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;. Because You are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-6127240257696237845?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6127240257696237845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=6127240257696237845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6127240257696237845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6127240257696237845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-am-i-that-you-have-called-me-by.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-1496202353674417014</id><published>2008-07-07T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:19.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how much does it cost to befriend someone and then get stab at the back by the same person?&lt;br /&gt;Guessed perhaps I went too close, stepping over the line, especially when this person is someone whom I had better not mess around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have been out of my mind to fall for someone like that jerk! Anyone but him lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disturbed last night, especially after what was graphically described to me BJ and HJ by good old JC mates. argh. Why did I even ask. shd have just kept quiet. I even thanked them for 'educating' me. How silly! Fine. I was curious. I asked and regretted. Should have kept my mind pure and don't even bother about it. Argh.. things will naturally fall in place when it is required and since God has designed it, there's no need to dwell into all these.. what was even more traumatizing was... what my friend was shown in the name of some 'good education'.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things."&lt;/span&gt; -Phil 4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Paul says the Word of God is our sword... and faith our shield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SHD13EJq1ZI/AAAAAAAAC9U/-_EbKGpvgzk/s1600-h/classphoto2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SHD13EJq1ZI/AAAAAAAAC9U/-_EbKGpvgzk/s320/classphoto2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219942294478312850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class gathering at Liz's place :D was such a wonderful get together. Had lotsa good laugh.. Especially Chris's arrest hahahahaha she's silly... those who caught her were silly too lolx :P 4 years of friendship and counting :) *Nicole, Alex, Eddie not in picture*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-1496202353674417014?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1496202353674417014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=1496202353674417014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1496202353674417014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1496202353674417014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-much-does-it-cost-to-befriend.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SHD13EJq1ZI/AAAAAAAAC9U/-_EbKGpvgzk/s72-c/classphoto2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-8355819852631012807</id><published>2008-07-05T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:19.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how time flies. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been 2mths and school is going to start soon! Been really busy...doing... hmm im not too sure what as well. I just know that my days have been really packed and tiring. fulfilled? Yep I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Monday was my &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last day at AON Spore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..the notice came so suddenly. My sup told me there's still work to do at the showroom but its unfair to send me there cos its not stated in the contract.plus there's no need for 2 temps... so fine.. i left. My fellow temp worker there told me the next day she was sent to the showroom to do work...i felt like i was almost asked to leave. unwanted there. haha..its not like i wanted to stay anyway. heh. She gave me a bible though..after my conversation with her with regards to my giving away of my bday bible...it was really unexpected.*Honest~!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Pat to pass him my &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diving &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;theory test and assignments... hopefully i'll be able to get my licence soon.. so i can go diving with other people and then take advanced course well..that is if i have the money to do so&gt;.&lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realise that I could probably have learned more with PADI then with this private instructor..perhaps its just this particular one. Cos Shirley(the other instructor) seems fine and strict and ... composed. hmmm.. if you want to learn diving.. I'll rather you go to PADI..through sch(NUS, cos they are heavily subsidised) or hee i can recommend some better instructors from SSI. Heard SSI is stricter though, which is in a way good also la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My part time job termination allowed me to finally trim my hay hair and attend &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LPC &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;without worrying about my job. God showed me what it means to really be part of His kingdom..people coming from all sorts of background, churches, nationalities..gathering for the same course. To know Him and to make Him known. These leaders be it from VCF or IFES are really passionate about God's word, God's work and His people. And hence the camp. Looking at the year ahead, VCF's direction for this year is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOSU FC(Stand Out Speak Up For Christ)&lt;/span&gt; challenges us to be bold in our faith. It tests also our belief in our Lord Jesus Christ. I wonder if I can proclaim as Paul did to be not ashamed of the gospel and the gospel is truly the power of salvation. Sometimes I couldnt see beyond my own iniquities and forget about why I even call myself a Christian and honestly I do feel ashamed of the gospel at times... didnt know how to approach a person or just find that I'm in no position to tell someone else what to do when I myself is doing the same wrong thing... I was ashamed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know God is merciful! And yep I am of cos not ashamed of proclaiming His wonders and excellence now..there'll be times when im pretty off still..yet God will lift me up every time I'm down..so hurray~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm convinced of the necessity of meeting up with the VCF main body and potential of doing so much more together, more joyful in partnering so many other likeminded Christians for the glory of God. ECF had been pretty self-contained. Perhaps we have never really enforced the vision, never really bothered or somewhere along the year..we forgot about the reason why we are gathering together as a CF. Hence this year. lets not forgot the distinctively good reason why we are meeting. ECF shall be the mission team sent by God for God in Eusoff! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VCF Leaders Preparatory Camp was good. Thank God that I was able to attend it.. Attend out of bo bian-ness.. walked out with a lifted spirit. Praise the Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219383626563553026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SG75wT_PhwI/AAAAAAAAC80/SYCFQGsBWUg/s320/n502681470_1015373_468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following that I went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;St John's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to contd with Jasper's project. Was late lo... Bus 30 took soooo long!! ok.. i went out late too la.. :X the ferry waited(if not it would have left on the dot)..and everyone waited. The boss in charge was so stern...when i reached..she was like"this is the last time we are doing this for you..and please mind your footwear the next time.." (i was wearing slippers..supposed to wear shoes on the ferry) argh. what a monday morning! And then we set off to St John's with Jasper and KaiYing and yea Dexiang(who hold the ferry for me) and everyone else. Pissed that lady off cos I'm just a student attached there..not even a part time worker. They have to pay $35 for an additional person and then I was late... hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work for the day = clean tank, clean the maintenance nubbin tray, measure the 120 coral fragments(of which Kaiying &amp;amp; Jasper did most of the work,i was cleaning the HUGE bath tub!)..hmm thats bout it. and we took a whole day. Done at 430.Left at 530...I did a silly thing. haha its unbelieveable.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I stabbed myself in the left palm.&lt;/span&gt; Ok what happened was I actually forgot I was holding a retracted pen(was open..) in my hand while trying to slam a mosquito.. So I didnt manage to kill that pest but I stabbed myself and bled. heh! How stupid!!ok enough..stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Met Esther and Jem in Vivo when De and I decided to have the claypot laksa in The Republic. it was such a coincidence! There was once I literally bumped into Esther in the evening of the same day they asked if I want to catch a movie with them &amp;amp; I rejected them.(hmm does this make sense..?)&lt;br /&gt;Anw.. Then we had fun shopping..crapping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Angie and Kaiying on Tues to talk about her project, and mainly help Angie with her choraline algae tiles.*got distracted..went to read some stuff on that haha* oh hmm we found pretty interesting stuff growing on these tiles and rubber.. there were baby corals, brittle star, annelides, tunicates &amp;amp; some other stuff that I really do not know. In fact Kaiying and I cant even name the things we found hahaha. only Angie knows lolx.&lt;br /&gt;Kaiying decided on an 8MC UROPS. me too. decided yesterday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Undergraduate Research Opportunities Programmes&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; 8MCs = a year long project. Project Title : Growth and survival of scleractinian coral fragments in a man-made environment. My main project site would be at Sentosa Cove. Decided on this amongst the other project offers due to the fun factor~! And I can learn more on the job. Not that I cant learn from the Biochem lab under Prof Jeya or 'Leukemia' lab under Prof Khan of whom both I approached. Just that there were alot of complications..like Prof Jeya was still waiting for his honours student and then advised me to focus on just my academic modules, pull up my CAP and consider doing my honours under him inthe 4th year. Prof Khan (he totally has no idea what UROPs is) is under specifically the Dept of Medicine. So I cannot work under him at all.. different fac..If i really want to, I'll have to look for a co-sup which is quite impossible.. heh. Prof Jeya's offered project is on RNAi on the regulation of aquaporin in kidney cells(Caki cells?) while Prof's Khan who is dealing with Leukemia research will also be looking into RNAi, proteins and stuff like that. Argh its such a pity..not to be able to work under them. But perhaps its good also la. the work at Prof's Jey's lab for now is probably too much to bear. And for a year long project, I think I'll rather take something more outdoors and fun~hee so i can play while im on the job hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Guess its all in the will of God. Started out wanting to work under Prof Chou and his corals, he said I could only do lab work cos I have no diving experience. but hey I can dive now(just no licence YET!) and the canal at Sentosa is only 2-3m deep.. perfect for beginners. hahaha. so.. at the end of the day..after going through so much hassle, all I can say is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise God from whom all blessings flow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its another long post ... me and my lor sor ness hahaha. &gt;.&lt; well dun complain if you want to read it.. its my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go do some research and read literatures for my proj! Scleratinia``WHATS THAT! hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-8355819852631012807?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8355819852631012807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8355819852631012807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8355819852631012807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8355819852631012807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SG75wT_PhwI/AAAAAAAAC80/SYCFQGsBWUg/s72-c/n502681470_1015373_468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-9146370591575691400</id><published>2008-06-25T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:52:53.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(21, 105, 199);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"... not to look at the world and get distressed, not to look at myself and get depressed, but to look to God and find rest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;easier said than done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;May the Lord has mercy on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-9146370591575691400?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9146370591575691400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=9146370591575691400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9146370591575691400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9146370591575691400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7501112674750629842</id><published>2008-06-24T23:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:21.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEYpfSuS5I/AAAAAAAACxs/JfROEzw1100/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEYpfSuS5I/AAAAAAAACxs/JfROEzw1100/s320/P1010093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215476944525478802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The diving trip to Tioman - Open waters diving lesson no. 1. My 1st encounter with the waterworld under :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a couple of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEax3tH_ZI/AAAAAAAACyU/HUJiL9FunsI/s1600-h/P1010095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEax3tH_ZI/AAAAAAAACyU/HUJiL9FunsI/s200/P1010095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215479287540874642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEayQQj26I/AAAAAAAACyc/Rijk07KK3dU/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEayQQj26I/AAAAAAAACyc/Rijk07KK3dU/s200/P1010097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215479294131952546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice this interesting sign board before we set off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEazEss6pI/AAAAAAAACys/Q0dQn0oaTug/s1600-h/P1010114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEazEss6pI/AAAAAAAACys/Q0dQn0oaTug/s200/P1010114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215479308208630418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructor Pat &amp;amp; us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEazdTeTjI/AAAAAAAACy0/MkTM6ktL3rE/s1600-h/P1010112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEazdTeTjI/AAAAAAAACy0/MkTM6ktL3rE/s200/P1010112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215479314813701682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEd6BYyLiI/AAAAAAAACzk/DrIbCBkFhRo/s1600-h/P1010101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEd6BYyLiI/AAAAAAAACzk/DrIbCBkFhRo/s200/P1010101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215482726113750562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The jap friend whom I gotten to know through the trip :) &amp;amp; the chinese-speaking Ang Moh Mike. Didnt manage to capture Andrea &amp;amp; John &amp;amp; the rest of the group(my dad's friends) though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEayg91Q9I/AAAAAAAACyk/YXBFQNajzWo/s1600-h/P1010106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEayg91Q9I/AAAAAAAACyk/YXBFQNajzWo/s200/P1010106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215479298616804306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isnt it beautiful??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc6WMtCJI/AAAAAAAACy8/Us9agwY_Mpw/s1600-h/P1010117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc6WMtCJI/AAAAAAAACy8/Us9agwY_Mpw/s200/P1010117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215481632188598418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See my pink mask and the rigged tanks n BC? im all geared for my 1st dive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc61vw7LI/AAAAAAAACzE/bTYdXcIra-o/s1600-h/P1010124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc61vw7LI/AAAAAAAACzE/bTYdXcIra-o/s200/P1010124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215481640657153202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc8q9UGPI/AAAAAAAACzM/dyc0iUnDPFw/s1600-h/P1010125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc8q9UGPI/AAAAAAAACzM/dyc0iUnDPFw/s200/P1010125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215481672120932594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the clear blue waters I go! (actually the water is not exactly very clear la..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc-GUrQ3I/AAAAAAAACzU/9LUaqIX_eww/s1600-h/P1010139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc-GUrQ3I/AAAAAAAACzU/9LUaqIX_eww/s200/P1010139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215481696646546290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning breeze and view from the shabby coffee shop we had breakfast :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc-XovJ6I/AAAAAAAACzc/KblO5J69SEI/s1600-h/P1010154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEc-XovJ6I/AAAAAAAACzc/KblO5J69SEI/s200/P1010154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215481701294090146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little kampung hut we stayed for the night at Johan's resort :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other photos : &lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/tenggeok_14/Tioman%20trip-1st%20diving%20experience/65a75c35.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=124" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/tenggeok_14/Tioman%20trip-1st%20diving%20experience/?action=view&amp;amp;current=65a75c35.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad I dun have a underwater cam.. if not i would have taken the shark I saw..the feeding green back turtle.. the blue spotted ray..the cute flatfish.. the school of fishes swimming around me.. the corals.. the clownfishes.. the bubbles.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the remora twice.... (1st : saw it trying to stick to me, 2nd time to Pat leg hee) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEiee30UhI/AAAAAAAACzs/25mI-ESlFoc/s1600-h/180px-Remora_remora.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SGEiee30UhI/AAAAAAAACzs/25mI-ESlFoc/s200/180px-Remora_remora.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215487750550344210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/u0601821/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/u0601821/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/u0601821/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the underwater world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind was strong hence the choppy seawaters... snorkeled at Bahara Rocks..open channel and its not advisable for beginners like me to go... went nevertheless.. cos the boat was so rocky! Ben and the twins puked lo... I was already feeling giddy without sea sickness.. the rocking effect was immense heh. But the snorkel was  great.. in fact i enjoyed it so much! though it was hard swimming against the waves and den it kinda sweep me towards the rocks.. I saw like alot of things.. looking down at the seabed was an enchanting sight. I cant wait to go for another dive~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you may choke on the yucky seawater..(its super salty!! makes your nose and throat hurt), risk getting decompression sickness, seasick puking &amp;amp; all sorts of weird happenings..&lt;br /&gt;I still think everyone should try diving. The experience is worth all the while! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7501112674750629842?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7501112674750629842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7501112674750629842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7501112674750629842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7501112674750629842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/06/diving-trip-to-tioman-open-waters.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SGEYpfSuS5I/AAAAAAAACxs/JfROEzw1100/s72-c/P1010093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-762612707883286272</id><published>2008-06-19T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:29:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so doing nothing in the office!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Slacking around... no one has things for us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-762612707883286272?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/762612707883286272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=762612707883286272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/762612707883286272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/762612707883286272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-so-doing-nothing-in-office-slacking.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3584798931454284350</id><published>2008-06-10T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:23:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Servant's Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me servant like You, dear Lord&lt;br /&gt;Living for others each day&lt;br /&gt;Humble and meek, helping the weak&lt;br /&gt;Loving in all that I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Give me Lord a servant's heart&lt;br /&gt;Here's my life, take every part&lt;br /&gt;Give me Lord a servant's heart&lt;br /&gt;Help me draw so close to you&lt;br /&gt;That you love comes shining through&lt;br /&gt;Give me Lord a servant's heart&lt;br /&gt;Give me Lord a servant's heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me a witness like You, dear Lord&lt;br /&gt;Showing the love of the cross&lt;br /&gt;Sharing Your Word till all have heard&lt;br /&gt;Serving whatever the cost&lt;br /&gt;Repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-4 Jun was well spent at the church camp in Batam. Servant's Heart was the camp theme song. I cried when we sang this after the message on "Love the Lord your God with all your being and love your neighbours as yourself" on the 3rd day. I was guilty of not giving my heart wholeheartedly. I guess no one can ever do so other than the Lord Jesus Christ and hence that makes Him the purest of all and man, the worst sinners. However the power of Christ and His gospel has given me the capability to say I can hence it is not an excuse. I knew why I was guilty. Cos i have CHOSEN not to do so. I was so caught with my own self(the number 1), my pride, my work, the temporal fun, rat race in Singapore, career ladder concerns, money...etc etc that I missed out what is the most important in life; God, His Word, His promises, God's people, Christ's death, His resurrection, His life, His gospel, His ministry. Vanghan Roberts said in his book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distinctives&lt;/span&gt;, that goes like people see no eternal or after life(or God even), no wonder the indulgence and careless lifestyle today...People look only at the present, no past, no future. I weighed the value of being a christian; to the world, its foolishness but to those who understands, its priceless... whoever keeps his life will lose it but whoever loses his life in this world will keep it for eternal sake(John 12:25). Why is it so difficult to be a christian? Why is it so difficult to deny myself daily and pick up my cross to follow Jesus? Yet I cannot deny the fact that He lived, died, rose and is still living! God is real and his commandments shall stay true forever. Hence when His ways are totally not the ways of the world, its difficult... plus the fact that my sin continues to thrive... unless I choose to obey and trust wholeheartedly, pray fervently, God-willing. And to stop grumbling/complaining in the situations/things i have to do.... But all things done unto God's glory! He's the best provider and sustainer of our lives~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see pass myself and look upon the Calvary.. His love for me and everyone else. I have no reason to be prideful in the things that I've done or anything that I'll be doing or being a saved person because He has chosen to show grace upon me.. Nothing have I done to make Him love me, nothing I can do to make Him love me more or anyone else. He alone is Almighty God. Hence I've learned to love people...who matters very much to Him, especially to those who obviously needs Him yet refuse to acknowledge His existence and power in their pride. May I have compassion, Lord! May I have a servant's heart like Jesus..."Even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."(Mark 10:45).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other lessons during camp that left a deep impression was on God's predestination and assurance of the absolute certainty of harvest with regards to evangelism. God's works have been evident in my life.. His works, His guidance... His protection all for the sake of His daughter here. It is NOT by chance that I become a Christian and it is an assurance to know that I will not lose my salvation. Furthermore, I will not be laboring in vain (ECF, sharing gospel to strangers) because of the assurance of God's prepared nation for Himself. At the end of the day.. those who will be saved will be saved... God does not need me to save His people, neither does He need me to tell of this good news.. but here comes the best part..He has graciously given me the privilege to share the joy of saving someone; to share the gospel. What joy is that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had some good time fellowshipping with my churchmates..know more people esp the aunties and the uncles and the younger ones :D Its really a joy to know more people in church.. its like a family... After the camp I actually missed the times when all of us have meals together...laugh together, play together regardless of age..studying the Word of God daily...walking close with Him...with His people..learning from each other...enjoying each other's company...I find that a glimpse into heaven :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O...the last night of camp..I shared the gospel with this 'shou biao mei' hee.. Her name's Meixia, tending a store at a young age..fending for herself and family..when she shd be in JC if she had been in spore.. She's someone of a different faith yet so willingly listened to me when I share the gospel and open enough to tell me about her family and her life... I was pleasantly surprised at her friendliness..you seldom find that back home.. :x And so I gave her my bible (Sorry Chingz, Manyiu~) and she gladly accepted it, she said she'll read it~ I tell you..I WAS SOooo HAPPY!!! Danced around in the dark under the stars ~~~ hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.. and the games went well..everyone enjoyed :D just that I kinda screwed up my explanation of the finale.. but ah. heck.. everyone had fun! I'll do better the next time hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home on 4jun... i concuzzed from 2-7.. 5 hrs str and slept again at bout 1230 til 9 the next morning. I had gained some pretty good fatigue haha Subsequently.. I lazed around at home... trying to catch some rest before going out again on fri night, meet Jasper, the JC student whose project im supposed to help and hence im attached to..(marine bio stuff) cos I wanted to explore this area so I can decide if I still want to do UROPS under Prof Chou.. heh and NGTAJ for dinner~ Girls' night out :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat = rest. Sun out with churchies for lunch at Lucky Plaza..Ayam Penyet..hmm it was.. alright la..the chilli was good though. And toured Borders &amp;amp; Topshop then went on to get Cheryl's wedding gift. She's getting married!! :D so happy for her hee.. and im excited! Daniel's doing her music and the little performance on that day.. hee cool eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday was the killer day... woke up at 630am to catch the 930am ferry at Pasir Panjang Ferry Terminal, well was heading to St John's Island. why did I get up so early?cos Jasper said we meet at 815 Harbourfront MRT.. greats! but thank God i didnt fall asleep helping him with his project. In fact I thought I was a little nuisance haha.. Made a old/new friend at TMSI, De Xiang.. yr 2 life sci student.. think I have the impression of seeing him in sch but just cannot register who exactly he is.. but o well.. good that I can learn some stuff from him there.. if not i think i might just waste quite a fair bit of time just planting coral fragments, measuring them and cleaning the tanks.. :x oopx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's some recent updates.. Gonna start an admin job tmr at AON Singapore.. insurance company.. im looking forward to it! hee gonna sleep early..ciaoz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."John 14:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3584798931454284350?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3584798931454284350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3584798931454284350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3584798931454284350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3584798931454284350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/06/servants-heart-make-me-servant-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-655459533287528891</id><published>2008-05-31T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:48:04.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dd9bReCCk0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dd9bReCCk0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;崇拜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the song... just the tune ba... I cant make out of what she's trying to sing... as in.. i find lyrics meaningless.maybe I just dun understand haha too cheem..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-655459533287528891?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/655459533287528891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=655459533287528891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/655459533287528891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/655459533287528891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-like-song.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5903291693401414506</id><published>2008-05-30T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T17:44:45.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results for Yr2/Sem 2 released today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;   &lt;table bgcolor="#ff6600" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80%"&gt;     &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td rowspan="4" valign="top" width="183"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nus.edu.sg/"&gt; &lt;img src="https://aces01.nus.edu.sg/examResults/images/nuslogo.gif" alt="NUS Home" border="0" height="121" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td halign="middle" align="right" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NUS Computer Centre / Registrar's Office&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;strong&gt;Online Release of Examination Results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;strong&gt;(Undergraduate Students)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;   &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80%"&gt;     &lt;tbody&gt;       &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="right" height="1" width="640"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,tahoma,Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;   &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;center&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80%"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;        &lt;ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name : TAN TENG GEOK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Matric No : U061821W&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2007/2008        Sem 2 Examination for SCIENCE 2&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;                   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;th&gt;Module Code&lt;/th&gt;                   &lt;th&gt;Module Title&lt;/th&gt;                   &lt;th&gt;Grade&lt;/th&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                                    &lt;tr&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;LSM2101 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metabolism and Regulation &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                                       &lt;tr&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;LSM2102 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Molecular Biology &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;A- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                                       &lt;tr&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;LSM2202 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Experimental Molecular and Cell Biology &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                                       &lt;tr&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;PC1327 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Science of Music &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                                       &lt;tr&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;SSS1207 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Natural Heritage of Singapore &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                  &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;B+ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                          &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAP: 3.03&lt;br /&gt;                      (CAP computed is accurate based on progress &amp;amp;         declaration made as at time of printing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;&lt;!--  &lt;table border="0" width="100%" id="table1"&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;As part of university wide consultation this     &lt;a href="https://www.surveys.kpmg.com/mmi/2wC8OXJ/Link.html"&gt;     Student Accommodation Survey&lt;/a&gt; has been designed to determine      the general profile, preferences and trends related to      residential and other facilities on campus. Results from the      survey would serve as important input for the design and      planning of the proposed university town at Warren including the      type of facilities and mode of operation. 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Though expected the 2 bottom modules to get A..(argh NATURAL HERITAGE! JUST A BIT MORE TO A-)-_-nvm la.. heh I got my 1st A- this sem! and for a rather difficult mod such as molecular bio.. Im really very very thankful :D I gotten my 1st A+ during CA of that mod too! the one I had a F for my 1st Ca ended up with B-.. I really wonder what I got for the 40% report..put in alot alot of effort lo..but i'll never know... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.7(yr1/sem1)-&gt;2.75-&gt;2.8(after SU)-&gt;3.03 (just for this sem is 3.64! PRAISE GOD!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been tough trying to fix my eyes on God as I struggle through my grades.. especially while I mix around with people who are either gippers or high achievers..basically people who are really smart. After screwing up my 1st sem in NUS, Felt that my results didnt reflect my efforts in sem 2 and i was upset with God...After church camp, speaker taught us about the ultimate duty of man and how we should enjoy life the way God has planned it.. I come to realise such reflection of results do not determine my value..but the way I handle my results. I ought to fear God and enjoy whatever portion I am given. Next in year 2.. I decided that I'll put in more effort so I can take a step closer to my doctor dream(k im still dreaming hee) but I failed again... as in .. my grades dropped even after putting alot more effort..stayed away from the hall crowd, fun and stuff...(all thanks to JAP! level 1001.. argh take up so much time in the end score C and jeopardise other modules also..dun take language in NUS!) So I was so so disappointed in God.. cos just when I've decided to do sth..He took what I seem to need most away from me. And then God showed me again how the time spent with family and the relationships I have with Him is priority, an ultimate, eternal happiness that cannot be replaced by anything else in the world. Not even a failed job, lest bad grades. All these had happened perhaps because I had left God everywhere else than in my studies, work, my dance, my sports...&lt;br /&gt;So after I placed Him back in the center :) everything seems clearer and easier to achieve, easier to swallow what had come. Easier to organise my life... cos my priority is right. Thank God for guiding, protecting, assuring and comforting me throughout these 2 years.. I know I haven let God down this semester because I have done my best with Him. Partnering God in every thing that I do.. is simply gorgeous. haha (what a word). *scene in Narnia(Prince Caspian) popped up: Lucy found Azlan and hugged Him, had so much fun and joy, Azlan smiled and laughed together with her* Heavenly Father.. are you smiling because I have done you proud? :) I'm smiling because you have made me glad in all your ways :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a few months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic Year 0708 started with a bang!! We won the BEST FLOAT! Thanks to Vijay and his team who made this possible :D Enjoy the clip below.. it was truly the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRcRQh2Ccas&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRcRQh2Ccas&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my impression, Science was impressive too when they made that indian god stand.. everyone was like wow! hee. Anw I think they won too .. for the faculty category :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm in both.. from Eusoff and Science so im proud, very proud of both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so year 2 started.. I'm still stuck in life sciences.. not changing to other faculty... Well it is not too bad afterall.. considering there's ppl helping me academically this time round. heh&lt;br /&gt;I've been procrastinating my reflections of the year, haven got the time to consolidate them properly..finally here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E3.. the little corner i shared with sopphia and jenna/emily(HK) in Sem 1 and esther/emily koh in sem 2 through sunny and rainy days..the days when flooding occurs along our little corner.. We had our breakfasts at 8.45am usually and then our daily routine will start.. but.. in sem 2 things changed when our biological clocks got screwed up thanks to DP and all our tests haha. o well, but Emily and I tried. half the time we just missed Soph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem 1 took Jap.. it basically killed my interest for the language because it was so exhaustive and I didnt really have much time to my other important modules. But through it I learnt.. to persevere.. even though I really didn't like it very much. God taught me his grace then.. and I just had to cling on to it :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember what I was doing in fact in sem1.. i just remembered Jap and Jap and JAp.. cos that's all i do every single day.. heh Then results came and I did badly la. blamed God and all.. but ultimately came to a conclusion that I ought to just continue to trust God and not throw immature tantrums at such tangible things.&lt;br /&gt;God helped me walked out of it courageously and hang on to my sem 2 studies, Acting Chair of CF, badminton Cap, IVP player, DP dancer. I thank God I was able to pull through all these by his grace...&lt;br /&gt;Sem 2 modules were Molecular Biology, Regulation and MEtabolism, Experimental Molecular and Cell Biology, Natural Heritage of Singapore and Science of Music. The last 2 modules were pretty easy to handle while the other 3 cores are really interesting though content intensive. I hated regulation and metabolism because it was biochemistry but I walked out of the module satisfied as it taught me the interconnectedness of the body, every fineness detail in each metabolic pathway. The malfunction of one pathway will definitely affect the others and this is the way my Heavenly Father has built each and every human being. The very intricate pathways are just examples of what humans cannot imitate. Something that we cannot create de novo. My understanding of the human body at the molecular level was enhanced by the other core module. I understand more about chromosomes, DNA and what, epigenetics i guess... my favourite(yes i actually had a favourite hee) was RNAi (RNA interference), how the set of heterochromatin affect the expression of genes, how the miRNA and siRNA jump around, silencing genes.. and the different pattern of DNA methylation.. all these occur so randomly that it is quite impossible(at least for now) to imitate such patterning and jumps to clone humans. I was in awe of the specific entropy(this is like an oxymoron in itself)of the basic units in the human body. And scientists say this is perhaps the reason why... they are not able to clone humans, other than alot other complications like puncturing aging cells into an egg and stuff.. And I'm so amazed.. I would suppose God wouldnt allow any of those that were made in His image to be 'photocopied'..we are afterall made in His image. No image, no copy. Not today..not in the future. And I was also thinking how on earth can humans breathe breath into humans to make them alive... im referring to having a thinking brain, spirit... emotions... blah blah.. its dumb isnt it.. that humans clone humans..&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed experimental because though I've gotten an F for my first CA, God was gracious to give me a B for my 2nd one, considering I gave my best effort too.. God knows it too.. and I know I hadnt let Him down for my 40% report... so I was pretty happy.. even if I didn't do well at the end of the day.. I'm sure God sees the effort :D Worked hard..reaped what I sowed :)&lt;br /&gt;Natural Heritage of Singapore talks about biodiversity in Singapore... Its pretty rich and exposed me to alot more marine stuff. Frankly I like it... so I'm like deciding if i wan to take up biology instead of biomed. But for practicality sake.. I'll prob take biomed and contd my journey to a medical certification :P Praying about it.. I liked biology nevertheless.. especially the corals :D It is one of my most enjoyable modules... other than forensic science.. I liked this module very much partly also because of the lecturers. All singaporeans, very easily understood and they were very very very humorous in their own ways and engaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day I thank God to have been able to plan my time well.. even though towards the end I skipped lessons to prepare for my tests... I was able to catch up on my own and studied for the sake of knowing more and not giving what was required to get past the module. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juggling studies(when it was so bad), my emotions, CG, everything that happen under the sun hadn't been easy... if not for God I wouldn't have pulled through.&lt;br /&gt;I saw my results.. Thank God that I'm able to keep my ass in Uni still... reminding myself the billions out there who are struggling to get a chance to know ABC.. And here I am, able to widen my views and learnt alot more in the varsity. This is perhaps the simplest point I should at least be grateful for each day... each day that I live.. the air that i breathe. Thank God with a grateful heart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the reason why i repeat some things... cos i wrote a large part of this reflection a very long time ago.. cant be bothered to read it and refine it..neither do I have the stamina to contd..so haha :P tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5903291693401414506?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5903291693401414506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5903291693401414506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5903291693401414506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5903291693401414506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/results-for-yr2sem-2-released-today-nus.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3806429897501724811</id><published>2008-05-30T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:11:51.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past week had been quite a mental torture due to the overwhelming things to handle. Perhaps not so much things to handle, but all the thoughts at the back of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The incidents that happened are rather personal so I wouldn't list them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cried.Complained.Prayed.Apologized.Learnt.Praise.Changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list of words cannot express fully what I have gone through but in essence, these were roughly what I could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week's episode has taught me humility, honesty and edification of another person. My pride has caught alot of troubles and regrets, my words because of pride and uncontrolled moods had caused discord and misunderstanding. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen." Eph 4:29 This particular verse has never come across so strongly to me than this period. How true is that. "A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger."Pro 15:1&lt;br /&gt;A haughty heart is detestable before God. (Proverbs 21:4) At the receiving end of words that were not entirely kind myself, I shouldnt have said much to another person what I do not like to bear as well. We are all humans with a heart that's breakable afterall. And no wonder God said speak only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs and only those that benefit those who listen..because even if you speak on just your own experience, things may turn ugly because you didnt have others' interest at heart and words spread... they are scary. To be able to edify others is to clothe ourselves with humility and put others first. Which probably is the hardest things to do ever. Yet again, if Christ hasnt put on that humility, we'll still be under the wrath of God... Christ died for us when we were all sinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the ::Prince Caspian:: yesterday, I must say that C.S. Lewis is truly a gifted writer, imaginer(ok..if there's such a word) and also a faithful believer of the Christian faith. Maybe I entered the theatre with a certain 'christianly' perception of the movie, traces of biblical stories and godly principles, relationship with God, man's sinful nature penetrated throughout that 2.5h. And the movie taught me a good lesson..together with all the recent happenings. I'm beginning to admire the way CS Lewis thinks as he writes his stories.. even his children stories carry very deep meaning behind every plot, every conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw so many parallels of my life in this Lewis story. I saw my own pride in Peter's pride, unbelief &amp;amp; being in own comfort zone like those of Susan's, Edmund's determination &amp;amp; decision to crush the white witch(which I suppose it was Satan), Lucy's desire and pure heart to see Azlan, her sincere seeking has led her to find her love, her assurance, peace and joy. Sometimes I'm like Lucy &amp;amp; Edmund... but more often than not, I find myself in situations like Peter and Susan.. Peter's pride and self centered way led into unnecessary and terrible consequences, especially when Lucy had reminded him Azlan was the one who truly defeated the white witch and they should wait and seek Azlan to lead this war against their enemies and return the Narnians their kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Caspian were tempted by the White Witch and those that pledged loyalty to her. It shows how the Witch make them doubt and at the same time spoke things &amp;amp; offer them what their hearts wanted, especially when the line drawn between right and wrong becomes very fine.It was a perfect analogy how Satan tempts us..... only when Edmund broke that thick piece of ice in which White Witch was residing in, can Peter see Azlan.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I'll have the same desire as Lucy, as much as she wants to see Azlan, talk to him, be with him, I want to too, see God, talk to God, listen to Him, be with Him. And then we'll both know nothing beats time spent with Him alone, because he knows best and he'll give us the best. I pray also that even if I have to go to Him alone.. I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K overall if you like actions, if you like stronger war plots/strategies, cuter characters, more magnificent scenes.. then i guess you'll like the 2nd story of the Chronicles of Narnia more than the 1st one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS..I'm havin a very bad headache and feeling nausea.. so some stuff written today may seem very incoherent.. so sorry :X heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3806429897501724811?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3806429897501724811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3806429897501724811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3806429897501724811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3806429897501724811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-past-week-had-been-quite-mental.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5778234384204228880</id><published>2008-05-22T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:14:19.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;在最小的事务中   得到最大的满足&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;简单就是快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;满足就是幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;在这21世纪里  你找到了幸福吗? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5778234384204228880?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5778234384204228880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5778234384204228880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5778234384204228880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5778234384204228880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/21.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7584138242686147620</id><published>2008-05-22T17:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:48:14.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“没有神我也是这样活!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;认识了神, 你的生活也肯定会好过一点吧...至少能让生命更有意义,  至少有了神, 当今世界和身边周遭的事也会因有神的存在, 神的参与, 变得明确, 有意思, 有了深一层的体会,了解,谅解...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;可是.. 你坚持不去理会...坚持着自己无神的立场...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;因为你的神,&lt;br /&gt;你所崇拜的，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;就是你自己...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;她真的不知道那句随性脱口而出的话有多伤神...也伤了人..我吃了一惊..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;心想..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;好大的胆子.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;好大的口气.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我有一些失落, 有些彷徨...完全无助...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;真是心有预, 而力不足啊...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;难道大舅的突发心脏病, 送进医院, 从死门关绕一圈的经历不够让她至少"谢天谢地" 吗? 而，天与地是伟大精明的创造主所小心编制出的, 不应该感谢神吗? 你说是医生救了他, 又说是表弟及时回到家，发现了不适的老爸,大舅才能死里逃生。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;有这么巧的事吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;如果没有神, 世界就不应该有死人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;神让他死，多十个医生也救不回；神让他活，表弟表妹不回家，不在家，活上个1000年也不是问题。。。大舅的遭遇真的不关神的事吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;这些我都藏在心里..什么也没说去口..即使说了...或许只是白费唇舌..。换来得反而是一连串对神对我的不满。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我不想吵架。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;更不想因为这样而让她更憎恨为她舍命的耶稣基督。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;改变。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;祷告。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;盼望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;爱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7584138242686147620?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7584138242686147620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7584138242686147620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7584138242686147620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7584138242686147620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3950253384573337632</id><published>2008-05-19T23:33:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:23.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm officially 21 years old!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. its not much of a big deal actually, life goes on. Just that when you hit 21, your birthday celebration this particular year increases in scale I guess and everyone expects more of you.. So, is turning 21 really that great? I am now officially responsible for all my actions legally, no more room for mistakes... hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did I celebrate my entering of the adulthood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 May(Sat) &lt;/span&gt;with ECFers(YaoHui, Shuyi, Michelle, Chee Eng) @ Hemisphere Cafe &amp;amp; Huien later at PS Cafe:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGg0gTpttI/AAAAAAAACZs/oGzhXtxhLc8/s1600-h/n654770445_1204485_7279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGg0gTpttI/AAAAAAAACZs/oGzhXtxhLc8/s320/n654770445_1204485_7279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202115868475635410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fav PIC! hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/tenggeok_14/My%2021st%20Bday/70991609.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=115" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/tenggeok_14/My%2021st%20Bday/?action=view&amp;amp;current=70991609.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the effort... hee I guessed they all wanted to make this a surprise but because of the constant changing of dates(the CG gathering must be like before 1405) and the rush in having my cake cut before Yaohui leaves.. I had figured it out way before they wished me happy birthday:) hahaha Remember I was part of ur surprise birthday celebration for YaoHui, Michelle?? How could I have not guessed it on Saturday? hee Thanks everyone anw :D really appreciated it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 May (Mon) &lt;/span&gt;@ No Sign Board with my family.. the food was simply AWESOME!!..P.S. the new branch at Geylang..just less than 10 of us..we finished close to 10 dishes with 2 craby dishes! nuff said.. pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGkRATptuI/AAAAAAAACZ0/hS5_BXaiClY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGkRATptuI/AAAAAAAACZ0/hS5_BXaiClY/s200/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202119656636790498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGk1wTptvI/AAAAAAAACZ8/sboLn3mLGKs/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGk1wTptvI/AAAAAAAACZ8/sboLn3mLGKs/s200/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202120287996983026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oopx my hands buay zhai... blur photos.. maybe cos im too eager to eat them!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGlnwTptwI/AAAAAAAACaE/Np-jQXFwXkQ/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGlnwTptwI/AAAAAAAACaE/Np-jQXFwXkQ/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202121146990442242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGlzwTptxI/AAAAAAAACaM/KXPcjsC0dNk/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGlzwTptxI/AAAAAAAACaM/KXPcjsC0dNk/s200/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202121353148872466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the happy faces?? :D Its my mum's bday actually.. the dinner is for her... (&amp;amp; i get to rip them off... lalalala such good food!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGmZQTptzI/AAAAAAAACac/YkOGqKFfr4o/s1600-h/Photo-0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGmZQTptzI/AAAAAAAACac/YkOGqKFfr4o/s320/Photo-0254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202121997393966898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's my Grandma in the middle.. hee 12/05 is her birthday too! She's officially 60 years old*Muacks*..Happily eating away.. not aware that I took a sneaky photo of her heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. On this day... the terrible earthquake wiped out 34,000(death toll as of 19Jun,8pm) living in SiChuan, China too... :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14/05/08 (wed) &lt;/span&gt;Today's the day la :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for an early breakfast with parents ..was raining so was apprehensive if our plan later in the day should still be carried out.. We are going to take a ride on the Singapore Flyer with my monster cousin hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that.. since it was raining, decided to catch IRONMAN with my dad (cos my mum's not interested..) im sure she must have regretted not coming with us after hearing all my praises about that movie. It was the best movie that i've ever watched lately! The graphics were not too bad, I thought the story line was fine, the actions were great, and technology...100marks! hee&lt;br /&gt;No one checked our tickets when we walked into the theatre lo... then I wondered why did I even buy it.. see my intact cinema tickets :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGszgTpt0I/AAAAAAAACak/rwOknLNsFVI/s1600-h/Photo-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGszgTpt0I/AAAAAAAACak/rwOknLNsFVI/s200/Photo-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202129045435299650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup.. went to the new Downtown East Cathay to watch it :) pretty cozy there hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently went to pick my mum and cousin and off to the flyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGxuQTpt1I/AAAAAAAACas/ri4YuSDDISY/s1600-h/P1000995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGxuQTpt1I/AAAAAAAACas/ri4YuSDDISY/s200/P1000995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202134452799125330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGy9wTpt2I/AAAAAAAACa0/_e1-B-9hQj0/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDGy9wTpt2I/AAAAAAAACa0/_e1-B-9hQj0/s200/P1010013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202135818598725474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/tenggeok_14/My%2021st%20Bday/1405%20at%20spore%20flyer%20w%20family/825d4448.pbw" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=74" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG1mwTpt4I/AAAAAAAACbE/uaxaVd2zBWc/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG1mwTpt4I/AAAAAAAACbE/uaxaVd2zBWc/s320/P1010031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202138721996617602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O I must show you all my prized photo of the day... will update soon :P Hmm.. the view on the flyer wasn't fantastic though esp when it was a cloudy day.. Wonder why we went also. But it was a good trip nevertheless :P And this special day ended with a beautiful sunset :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15/05 (Thurs) &lt;/span&gt;was out with Carolyn :D Cafe Cartel at Plaza Sing... she gave me a bday treat and we had some good catching up and fellowship =) too bad... we forgot to take photos.. despite both our efforts in bringing our cams deliberately for the specially arranged lunch date.. :X&lt;br /&gt;Then had game com meeting after that.. bumped into Esther and Jem when I left Cathay Picturehouse.. Such a coincidence! hee They just came back from Taiwan and asked me out for a movie. Obviously I cant cos I had meeting...and then I bumped into Esther (literally) haha Life is full of pleasant surprises hur hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16/05 (Fri) &lt;/span&gt;supposed to have lunch with Ee Yang..but I cancelled it.. wanted to rest at home, ended up at Centrepoint for some facial session instead. Sorry Ee Yang!! :X Had dinner with TJ badminton girls and Uncle Andrew(our coach). It does remind me of the days when we had to work really hard together to fight RJ...the times we ran in the TJ carpark, did umpteen times of footwork, endless PT, well and also our supper treat, half the time, generously provided by our dearest Uncle Andrew :P And so they celebrated my 21st birthday with a real proper cake :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More::(update soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17/05 (Sat) &lt;/span&gt;Had another celebration with the TJ 27/04 clique, Angry boy boy, Ultraman &amp;amp; yiming at Mind's Cafe and dinner at TCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since we had so much fun together :D reminded of the slacking breaks I had with eddie, Alvin, Adora, Yuyan and hmm who else? when the rest are having econs... hee the nonsense we talked about during recesses... with mingcai, nicholas, sharon, nicole.. The jogs and runs intended to outbeat each other with nicole hee And then Sharon left for NAFA..Nicholas left for TP... now we're all together again! at Mind's cafe... screaming and shouting during the silly dinosaur game haha (I want to go again!!) Then had dinner at TCC... too bad we didnt take any photos of the food.. It was really good and some had their food layout so pretty that you hardly want to eat them hee. I had a Ice cream Mudpie as a stand in for the bday cake hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is : oopx.. pic not with me now. will update it soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG9eATpt8I/AAAAAAAACbk/a3ogCu_abSo/s1600-h/tj5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG9eATpt8I/AAAAAAAACbk/a3ogCu_abSo/s320/tj5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202147367765784514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for everything guys!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG-cgTpt-I/AAAAAAAACb0/JDJXbqrZQh8/s1600-h/tj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG-cgTpt-I/AAAAAAAACb0/JDJXbqrZQh8/s200/tj.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202148441507608546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The babes and the pretty mudpie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG-SwTpt9I/AAAAAAAACbs/nQVgfly8fu0/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG-SwTpt9I/AAAAAAAACbs/nQVgfly8fu0/s200/P1010058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202148274003883986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  And we're done~ :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which Ultraman(Chion Chiat) drove (some of us) to Timbre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG_hQTpt_I/AAAAAAAACb8/fiO37LRMVJw/s1600-h/P1010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDG_hQTpt_I/AAAAAAAACb8/fiO37LRMVJw/s200/P1010064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202149622623614962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDHAZwTpuAI/AAAAAAAACcE/q-qHoXXdUXk/s1600-h/P1010065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SDHAZwTpuAI/AAAAAAAACcE/q-qHoXXdUXk/s200/P1010065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202150593286223874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See.. he drove so fast... couldnt see where he was going lo... :P (jk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately they had a private function til 10pm that night... went Ice Cold at SMU instead.. not too bad an open pub.. pretty clean for one in school too hee.. eh didnt take any photos there...&lt;br /&gt;To think that the night ended with some lame game at the pub... and all expenses paid for, they gave me another surprise.. the gifts :D Frankly I didnt think there were still gifts.. I was satisfied and grateful for the dinner and company. Thanks for the cap, pencil case &amp;amp; Adora's perfume(cos she always buy what she likes for me haha just like the pink shiny nail polish!!! :P)  Thanks for the tremendous night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/tenggeok_14/My%2021st%20Bday/170508%20at%20TCC%20w%20TJ%20clique/68a8b7a6.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=105" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm9/tenggeok_14/My%2021st%20Bday/170508%20at%20TCC%20w%20TJ%20clique/?action=view&amp;amp;current=68a8b7a6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the ear rings Aunty Ling Ling and of cos the book from James and Dearest :D Thanks to all who send birthday wishes. Thanks to Aunty Lily and Uncle Ben &amp;amp; grandma for your gifts. Thanks to my mum and dad! for all these years and (of cos for giving birth to me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least.. Thanks to God for making all these possible and my wretched life now blessed =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3950253384573337632?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3950253384573337632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3950253384573337632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3950253384573337632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3950253384573337632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-officially-21-years-old-today-d-well.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SDGg0gTpttI/AAAAAAAACZs/oGzhXtxhLc8/s72-c/n654770445_1204485_7279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-3185624410896390166</id><published>2008-05-15T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:35:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"MYANMAR TIGHTENS ACCESS TO DISASTER ZONE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screams the headline under cyclone news today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MYANMAR tightened access to the cyclone disaster zone Wednesday, turning back foreigners and ignoring pleas to accept the outside experts who could save countless lives before time runs out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And death toll or missing people..can be more than 200, 000 by far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those who needed help..protection from probable infectious diseases that may break out under such ill conditions...food...a shelter over their heads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- headline one : end --&gt;"CHINA WARNS OF BURST DAMS AS QUAKE DEATH TOLL RISES TO 15, 000"      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screams another headline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Death toll nearly 15,000, expected to rise&lt;br /&gt;* 25,000 still buried in rubble&lt;br /&gt;* 50,000 troops sent as search for survivors quickens&lt;br /&gt;* Warnings of calamities from blocked rivers, strained dams&lt;br /&gt;* Corruption watchdog vows to punish officials seen shirking rescue work&lt;br /&gt;*Cost could reach $20b, says disaster modelling firm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 7.8-magnitude earthquake shook the grounds of the growing economic lion just a few days after the cyclone swept clean the lands of Myanmar... Looking at these...Tsunami that happened in 2004 seems to pale in comparison. Human fragility...in the light of these natural disasters..who can claim now that humans are the best and in control of our fate and future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who... is/are to be blamed for such disasters? I'm sure humans too must have played a significant role in this...by causing the hole in the atmosphere, changing the climate yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there the junta, playing hard to get.. how many more lives do they want to take in order to allow full international aid? They either abuse them or now..let them die, even during such trying periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched Ironman. Its awesome! Yet it reflected a stunning truth. Many times the weapons/inventions we had made are perhaps the very things that kill us. I drew some real life parallels from the movie like how we have destroyed the earth to such a large extent and we're now trying to make it up by doing the little that we can. But it seems too late.. the earth is already in a very bad shape when we realised it. Tony Stark had though his proud inventions that had contributed greatly to his country's army ended up discovering how these had turned ugly and destroyed millions of his own people and taken innocent lives. When he realised it, I guessed it was too late too.. and with his own strength..how was he able to pick up the already broken pieces? hmm... am i making sense here.. its late im tired.. haha k shd go slp now :X cannot contd alr :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3185624410896390166?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3185624410896390166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3185624410896390166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3185624410896390166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3185624410896390166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/myanmar-tightens-access-to-disaster.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7003802879403469386</id><published>2008-05-15T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:11:41.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Grace of Christian Speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Pet 3:10 "For he that will love life, and see good days, let him refrain his tongue from evil, and his lips that they speak no guile:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Col 4:6 "Let your speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The ideal of Christian speech is given in the Apostle's words to the Colossians. Our Speech should always be gracious; and grace stands for mercifulness, charity, the willingness to put the best constructions upon the words and actions of another. It is a great help in dealing with envy, jealousy, or unkind feeling to compel our lips to speak as Christ would have them. If you are jealous of another, the temptation is to say unkind or depreciating things, but if we live in the power of the Holy Spirit, He will enable us to check such words and replace them by those that suggest kindly consideration on the part of ourselves and others. Endeavour to say all the good that can be said, none of the evil. It is remarkable that when we make the effort to speak kindly on behalf of those against whom we feel exasperated, the whole inward temper changes and takes on the tone of our voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There should be salt in our speech - purity, antiseptic, and sparkling like the Book of Proverbs. A playful wit, a bright repartee, are not inconsistent with the Apostle's standard, but whenever we mix in conversation wit people, they should be aware of an element in us which makes it impossible for them to indulge in ill-natured gossip or coarse jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We must continue in prayer that God would open to us doors of utterance, so that we may speak of the hidden beauty and glory of our Saviour. Sometimes, also, when we are hard pressed to know how to answer difficult questions, it is given to us in that same hour how we ought to speak, and we find that the Holy Spirit has found an utterance by our lips (Luke 12:12, 1Pet3:15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It is recorded of our Lord that during His trial He spoke not a word to Pilate or Herod, but as soon as He reached the Cross, He poured out His heart as their Intercessor, saying : "Father, forgive them: for they know not what they do!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speak more to God than to men who may be reviling and threatening you. It is blessed to realise that He is able to guard the door of our lips, for probably there is no part of our nature that stands more in need of His keeping power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt; - Live in us, Blessed Lord, by Thy Holy Spirit, that our lives may be gospels of helpfulness and blessedness. May all foolish talking and covetousness, bitterness, wrath, and anger be put away from us, with all malice. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I thank God for answering my prayers to an untamed tongue. The tongue is indeed the most powerful weapon to build up or to destroy. It is akin to a small spark that sets the whole forest on fire. How true. I remember many times when I scolded my younger cousins because of unjustified anger or rude to my parents in a feat of anger. And just yesterday, after pondering for a long long time, I finally came to a conclusion that I was.. perhaps insulting my mum unknowingly. Well it was maybe out of some good intentions when I asked her to read more but unconsciously putting her down because I have indirectly insulted her knowledge and wisdom. I was tactless I suppose. I convinced myself that I was being well meaning but I realised I had often hoped that I come from a more educated family background. They are definitely honest and diligent people and today I know very well God has placed me in the best home. Sometimes, I'm just comparing and asking too much. And with my untamed tongue, comes forth words of evil... Lord It is truly an assurance to know You are able to arrest it and train it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But do this with gentleness and respect, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30425" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keeping a clear conscience, so that those who speak maliciously against your good behavior in Christ may be ashamed of their slander. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30426" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is better, if it is God's will, to suffer for doing good than for doing evil." 1 Pet 3:15-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"and this water symbolizes baptism that now saves you also—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;not the removal of dirt from the body but the pledge of a good conscience toward God. It saves you by the resurrection of Jesus Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30431" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who has gone into heaven and is at God's right hand—with angels, authorities and powers in submission to him." 1 Pet 3: 21-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29529" class="sup"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29530" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And pray for us, too, that God may open a door for our message, so that we may proclaim the mystery of Christ, for which I am in chains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29531" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray that I may proclaim it clearly, as I should. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29532" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29533" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Col 4: 2-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What is good with salt that has lose its saltiness...may I be a gracious salty salt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7003802879403469386?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7003802879403469386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7003802879403469386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7003802879403469386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7003802879403469386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/grace-of-christian-speech-1-pet-310-for.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2706866306940205642</id><published>2008-05-12T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:38:04.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently half way through Ordering your Private World by Gordon MacDonald. It is a fairly insightful and resourceful book to help me reflect and re evaluate my inner world. But... honestly.. the reading had been quite interrupted because I just didnt have the discipline sit down and read it once through or at least faithfully finish one section of the book.. (there's 5 sections)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacDonald talks about a Christian's motivation of ordering the innermost (it is, to some extent, quite logical why we have to organise our inner world, even to non christians..because basically, it is the one that lasts u longer... what's external/upfront in everyday life can be just a false front haha or an illusion?), the use of time(God given resources), wisdom and knowledge(christians arent thinking very much these days..), spiritual strength and restoration(haven read these 2 aspects).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What struck me very hard today was about growing as a thinker. He suggested we grow by becoming listeners, readers and disciplined students(study). He raised an important concern..how half the time communication just means, we ourselves talking and not willing to sit at others' feet and humble ourselves enough to ask the right questions and listen. I thought.. when was the last time I asked the right questions and listen intently to my mum in order to get to know her. As much as I've always told God I want her to come to know Christ, I've never really presented Christ to her in terms of such care. Perhaps she just needed someone to ask the right questions and know her. Especially her daughter. I'm guilty and ashamed to have failed in this area. I really do not know what to ask... and then I will have a nagging concern.. that she might not respond properly anyway. My mum's like that. She can be quite sarcastic at times or lame.. so stimes simple questions from me do not always get a simple answer in return. Its quite a challenge for me not to lose my patience and ARGH! be kind and take it slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It has never bothered me enough to ask her about her loves and hates... (you know? the questions you ask your newfound friends... the way you want to get to know more about them?) It has never occurred to me to treat her and pacify her like how i pacify my friends.... Lord... please help me to do something about it, wisely.&lt;br /&gt;I read a short article on how Jay Chou treated her mum as his forever lover.. and so he bought her a card on mothers' day, whispered sweet nothings on it and it made her day.. as simple as that.. He purposely told her mum that he's not going home on valentine's (perhaps due to work) but he planned a fireworks display just right outside his house for his mother... that's so sweet right.. I'm ashamed to say that I've wanted to make a card... but.. I didnt. not even a simple card and I made her angry many a times.. simple things like.. reading my book under a yellow light..heh.&lt;br /&gt;:x I need to do sth about it... Like what Joshua Harris did to get to know more about his then-gf, current wife, I ought to keep a little book about my mum too.. 101 questions to get to know her... like... getting to know a potential spouse.. I'll need to consciously tell myself how to love her because she's my mum and because God loves her too, as much as He loves me. Not forgetting my dad too :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2706866306940205642?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2706866306940205642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2706866306940205642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2706866306940205642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2706866306940205642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-currently-half-way-through-ordering.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5750011730333430371</id><published>2008-05-12T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:27:39.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some random thoughts from the MacDonald's book...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking is a great work. It is best done with a mind that has trained &amp;amp; is in shape just as competitive running is done with a body that has trained and is in shape. The best kind of thinking is accomplished when it is done in the context of reverence for God's kingly reign over all creation. It is sad to see great thinking and artistic work accomplished by man and woman who have no interest in uncovering knowledge of the Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unthinking christian does not realise it(fear of thinking will lead to amusement, function without thinking), but is dangerously absorbed into the culture about him. A Mind untrained n unfulfilled, lacks the ability to produce the hard questions with which the world needs to be challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Blamires in his insightful book called The Christian Mind wrote : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is emasculated of its intellectual relevance. It remains a veicle of spirituallity and moral guidance at the individual level perhaps; at the communal level is is little more than an expression of sentimentalized togetherness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The fear today is that we fool ourselves into thinking that we are thinking people when we are not... and as we don't think and practise "christianly" about great moral issues, we can fall easily fall prey to the propaganda of a non christian scheme of things, led by people who have not neglected powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being good stewards of our resources(brain,wisdom). Christian thinking look at all issues and ideas from the standpoint of what God desires and what might give honour to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Christianly without a renewal of our commitment to Christ leads to a deadness of religion, a boring faith, an ineffective witness to God. And we who have grown up with the gospel of Christ have to be very careful to avoid this. The mind must be trained to pursue information, ideas and insights for the purpose of serving the people of the public world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5750011730333430371?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5750011730333430371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5750011730333430371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5750011730333430371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5750011730333430371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-random-thoughts-from-macdonalds.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7664788062825439958</id><published>2008-05-11T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:24.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTd34gGTI/AAAAAAAACYg/TAraIZb0gy0/s1600-h/Photo-0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTd34gGTI/AAAAAAAACYg/TAraIZb0gy0/s320/Photo-0261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198793855039707442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my collection of bookmarks! hee I used to love collecting bookmarks during my younger days.. I wanted to find a simple bookmark for the current book I'm reading and then end up displaying them haha... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeH4gGUI/AAAAAAAACYo/1zP-ZoSUJwg/s1600-h/Photo-0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeH4gGUI/AAAAAAAACYo/1zP-ZoSUJwg/s320/Photo-0262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198793859334674754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeH4gGVI/AAAAAAAACYw/0NjFgnLQh9c/s1600-h/Photo-0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeH4gGVI/AAAAAAAACYw/0NjFgnLQh9c/s320/Photo-0265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198793859334674770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this should be my favourite hee Cos its unique~ I bought it at science centre if im not wrong.. when I first went there heh.. Its got a butterfly encrypted in that reflective plastic.. heh dunno whats that called.. but heh cool right! i think it is~ and especially so when i was 10years old :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeX4gGWI/AAAAAAAACY4/ywe0ShFzrvA/s1600-h/Photo-0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeX4gGWI/AAAAAAAACY4/ywe0ShFzrvA/s320/Photo-0267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198793863629642082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is "Ultraman" bookmark! I think this is the one that i've used the most.. or disregard the most cos I drew on it! haha I think i used it during my secondary school days when most people have their little notebook to note their daily homework. yep I was one of them~ hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeX4gGXI/AAAAAAAACZA/xPoitelGQWU/s1600-h/Photo-0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTeX4gGXI/AAAAAAAACZA/xPoitelGQWU/s320/Photo-0269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198793863629642098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok here's the special 1.. Its a metal bookmark.. (k i noe its pretty common now..hey! but not 15 years ago~) I got this when I was really small.. and I used it for my ladybird book I guess.. cos its so pretty! Mickey mouse with a Tokyo Disneyland on it.. can you see that? heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i grow older.. I realise it spoils my books.. precisely because its metal, it cuts the pages of the books.. haha so I don't use it anymore... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll start my collection again.. find more interesting bookmarks lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*what a nostalgic post =D*&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/10319522-7664788062825439958?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7664788062825439958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7664788062825439958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7664788062825439958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7664788062825439958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-out-my-collection-of-bookmarks.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/SCXTd34gGTI/AAAAAAAACYg/TAraIZb0gy0/s72-c/Photo-0261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-7114956389169030895</id><published>2008-05-10T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T19:26:44.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It occurred to me this morning that the cyclone can be, yes, a blessing in disguise.. that more people will come to know the love of Christ. Some say, where then is the love of God in events like this? How about looking it in another perspective? In such devastation, Myanmar finally allowed international aids and more people(&amp;amp; missionaries) can enter the country and more locals will come to hear the gospel... and finally understand the love of God? To the millions and next generations who can hear the gospel as compared to thousands that had died... which is more worthwhile? Of cos I'm not saying that the thousands deserved to die.. but are we too proud as mere humans to think that we don't deserve to die altogether? Are we as great as the One who had crafted the heavens and the earth? If man sin... and the punishment is death, den it is only logical that judgment and death comes to all... whether one fear that judgment and death at the end of the day depends really on what we hold on to..simply put, our beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dearTY" asked "are there not christians in Myanmar? so why was the same 'god' merciless and cruel to them?" Can a dead person blame God now for being merciless and cruel? What the future holds for this person who is now physically lifeless to us is for that person to know and for us to find out in the future, i suppose. Isn't a person who is physically alive yet dead spiritually/empty inside, all the more, lifeless &amp;amp; scary? God is merciless and cruel was to you and not to them, that's because you see this happening. Christians believe they are with Jesus, now and forevermore, it doesnt matter whether you're dead or alive physically. Just that when u're physically alive, you have responsibilities in this world and you have to handle them because its God-given, isn't it? And those physically dead...Well I suppose there's other responsibilities in heaven..?For those who are physically alive after the catastrophy, may wonder why.. but ultimately.. those who believed will come out stronger because they knew God will see them through.. trials..the testing of our faith, their faith in this case.. to mould the christians,to be mature, complete, and not lacking anything(James1:2-4).. And how they can still enjoy that joy and peace in their inner world even when the external is in a big mess... and for them to contd to serve God and testify for Him because He has kept their lives on earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is just my own opinion.. it may not even be wholesome. I would like to suggest that, at the end of the day, it is not up to me or anyone to decide if God is being merciless or merciful, cruel or not because im in no position to because im no greater than He who places the stars where He wants, than He who tears the temple down and build it up again in 3 days.. Man is sinful and that is undeniable. To those who have died, it is up to God to decide where he/she proceeds from there... will you know? I would rather than be thanking God for my preserved life and live to tell others about His grace that has sustained my everyday...and yours too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7114956389169030895?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7114956389169030895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7114956389169030895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7114956389169030895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7114956389169030895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-occurred-to-me-this-morning-that.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7135619532349191073</id><published>2008-05-10T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:39:53.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hundreds of thousands of people have been left without shelter and drinking water in military-ruled Myanmar after the devastating cyclone tore through the Irrawaddy delta, a United Nations official said on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We know that it's several hundred thousand needing shelter and clean drinking water, but how many hundred thousand we just don't know,' Mr Richard Horsey, of the United Nations disaster response office in Bangkok, said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where are all those uniformed people who are always ready to beat civilians?' a trishaw driver, who refused to be identified for fear of retribution, said on Sunday. 'They should come out in full force and help clean up the areas and restore electricity.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myanmar, also known as Burma, has been under military rule since 1962. Its government has been widely criticised for human rights abuses and suppression of pro-democracy parties.&lt;br /&gt;Last September, at least 31 people were killed and thousands more were detained when the military cracked down on peaceful protests led by Buddhist monks and democracy advocates.&lt;br /&gt;The Forum for Democracy in Burma and other dissident groups outside of Myanmar urged the military junta Sunday to allow aid groups to operate freely in the wake of the cyclone - something it has been reluctant to do in the past.&lt;br /&gt;It would be difficult for other countries to help unless they received a request from Myanmar's military rulers.&lt;br /&gt;'International expertise in dealing with natural disasters is urgently required. The military regime is ill-prepared to deal with the aftermath of the cyclone,' said Mr Naing Aung, secretary general of the Thailand-based forum.&lt;br /&gt;The storm's 120 mph winds blew the roofs off hospitals and cut electricity to the country's largest city.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Shari Villarosa, the top American diplomat in Yangon, said the storm's whipping winds and torrential downpour had caused 'major devastation throughout the city.'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after reading the news of cyclone hit in Myanmar, I come to realised how gracious and merciful God had been with Singapore. Wikipedia explained the complexity of how cyclones are formed. After reading it, I cannot NOT relate this catastrophic occurrence to God. What are the chances of having the right temperature and pressure supplied to those random water particles to form a whirlwind so strong and destructive, unless God had allowed it? I wonder, why myanmar, then a friend asked me why not? Its like why tsunami hit achay and not singapore? If the earthquake hit slightly off the exact location where it had occurred, Singapore would have submerged, considering she is so small, wouldnt she? Can we just attribute it to our auspicious geographical location or it was really by the grace of God that Singapore was exclusively sheltered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that a warning from God about the sinfulness of man? First was Thailand and now Burma..Buddhism dominated countries... idolatry..could it be? i wonder where will the next place be..would it be soon..? This is disturbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was appalled too, at they way the junta treats their own people. They basically abuse their civilians. If I were a resident there, I'll probably hope for death too with such a corrupted and violent government. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Asia/South-east%2BAsia/Story/STIStory_235418.html" class="georgia11 darkblue bold"&gt;Junta still ignoring visa and flight requests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                        &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="georgia11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IN BANGKOK - MYANMAR'S junta yesterday continued to ignore requests for visas and flight approvals from several countries and organisations, severely hampering the international aid response to the cyclone disaster in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Asia/South-east%2BAsia/Story/STIStory_235421.html" class="georgia11 darkblue bold"&gt;Asean tested once again by the generals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SIX days after a killer cyclone hit Myanmar, Asean has just begun to pressure its member to allow in international aid and aid workers quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The junta refused international humanitarian aids and impedes the rescue work in its own country..how dumb and irresponsible is that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I think the Junta is allowing it now.. On the other hand, another article reports how this devastation can be a source of economic revival as it may boosts rice harvest(Straits Times). How ironic to have these 2 pieces of news appearing on the same page! How ironic is it to have food harvest and economical revival matched up to the death of thousands and counting...Some may argue.. there's nothing you can do about the disaster neither can you do anything about those dead people so we should be looking at how the living can survive because of that cyclone! And they call it blessings in disguise.. Are you that desensitized too? Have you got any heart or compassion for people in general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some food for thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guessed we should really be very grateful that God had been merciful to keep our lives in this small little country. Lets be watchful of our own lives and contd to share the good news to those around and even across the borders, and pray for them before a potential 'cyclone' hits them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*disclaimer : all articles and references are taken from 'The Straits Times'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7135619532349191073?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7135619532349191073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7135619532349191073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7135619532349191073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7135619532349191073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2449436129169585572</id><published>2008-05-07T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:35:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guessed im just exhausted...mentally and physically... reacting in such an explosive manner. I had two papers on two consecutive days so basically chiong and study one module after another.. and then Z dropped me an emotional bomb like that. So now im emotionally drained as well. I've been trying not to think about it but it's kinda impossible. I replied and really pray that by God's grace, i'll be fine and this friendship continues. Well, I wouldn't see him any time soon anyway, neither will I see him so much next semester. Thank God our paths crossed. Thank God we learnt, we grew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2449436129169585572?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2449436129169585572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2449436129169585572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2449436129169585572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2449436129169585572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-guessed-im-just-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-280035374233219512</id><published>2008-05-06T23:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:05:43.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The same issue lingered a while, got it off for some time during dinner and after that I face it again. I'll still have to answer to your question, what do I think ya..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart honestly to have known that you thought of it this way. Perhaps you have been paranoid and past experiences tell you that we were getting too close. I am aware of what the whole gang is talking about yet i'm not overly concerned because I am clear of what I am doing. Maybe unknowingly deep down I've crossed the line, maybe you did i dunno; but I'm sure whenever I interact with you, I know where I stand. I agree that we should guard our hearts to protect this friendship but a wiser way for you to have presented it to me perhaps could be more subtle. The things you tell me makes me feel like I've intentionally do something and it spoils it all. I know you don't mean it that way, but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great to find someone who shares the same value and stuff to be around sharing your problems and joy all because of our Lord Jesus? I really treasure the times we talked about Christ and I've learnt alot from you. Shouldn't we be explaining to them why and how this stronger bond was forged? Because of a pure and transparent heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said I was pretty wise and prudent in that I was being inclusive rather than exclusive, in avoiding inconvenient and uncomfortable situations. It wasn't even intentional! But there's seriously nothing to hide! I've asked you time and again about J to understand how she is seeing this whole issue. And was there even any inconvenient and unruly situations? Well not to me...Yet now... this is what you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who's easy to read. What I've given upfront is probably who I am. Haven't you realised after these conversations? Why I was able to be sharing so freely and comfortable is really because I trusted you and there's just basically no other ill intentions or hidden agenda... or some hidden crush on you(for all we know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I do not think that this friendship is going wayward maybe because I've been mixing around with so many guys. And you should know that I'm a simple person. (Everyone knows that!) So its just as simple as that. And my heart lies with God, my eyes fixed on Christ... I'm sure, you do(right?im assuming) and honour that. I cannot draw a line between oversharing and sharing.. just because I treat you the same as any other close friends, whether guy or girl. So just don't be paranoid. Maybe it lies with the problem that i'm the only child.. and also with my impulsion..I say things without thinking... aiya I dunno la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only tell you that... after this.. perhaps our friendship will not be the same anymore. It will not be as free as before, or as comfortable. I dunno why it hurts so much and my eyes welled but it does. And I cried the moment i thought of it...frankly I felt like I lost my best friend and a kin. Its as if a playmate telling you she cant play with you anymore because she cant return the same amount of love and care and things you had shared with her and she'll probably thinks you are falling in love with her because you gave so much. But that was just out of a genuine heart that I treasure you as a friend and I NEED, yes, I guessed because I needed a friend/brother(since I dun have any siblings) too, and you're hard to come by. I'm grateful though that you made an effort to let me know and of cos I cannot forgot the statement you made about how "guys are usually more unreliable than you realize"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've helped me alot, be it academically or spiritually or even relationship wise and I'm thankful for that. I doubt I can face you with the same attitude and 'carefreeness' after this but I can assure you, brother, that for your sake... I'll keep a distance..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to deal with this so I really pray God will help me. Because I'll dwell into either extremes, either to give my heart or retract it altogether.Will contd to pray for you and j..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-280035374233219512?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/280035374233219512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=280035374233219512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/280035374233219512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/280035374233219512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/same-issue-lingered-while-got-it-off.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8045180750225076971</id><published>2008-05-05T15:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:38:47.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I deserve this.. slacking over the weekends.. I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I remembered the correct answer has to be chinese snakehead but im not too sure so i decided to leave it as poison dart frog...which was so obviously poisonous and definitely banned in singapore.. how could I have screwed up! and there Sera was..choosing that correct answer based on what I wrote in my notebook... Seriously.. I felt like banging my head on the wall. It couldnt be more obvious. I found the rest of the paper pretty difficult and exhaustive while she didnt think it was tough. I can almost foresee a B or below to my CAP puller on my score card... Another screw up final lap... why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed im burnt out. Compared to others, my finals this semester is nothing. I only have 3 papers while others have to mug hard for all 5 papers to complete that 20MCs. I had only finished horrible Metabolism &amp;amp; Regulation paper on Saturday morning, that was my paper., and today's the second. Perhaps I've never really tried so hard and results haven't really be much of a stress point to me, until after I came to NUS and venturing into Honours require a CAP of 3.5 and above. My CAP is currently 2.8... Before Uni, MOE has effectively pathed the route of every single child in the country. Yet in general, promising leaders are then found in the Universities, where you hold your own future in your hands. (or welll.. not quite...there are things you cant control)  I entrust my future in the hands of God, afterall He is the one who created the universe, gave me life and spirit and my lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"A man can do nothing better than to eat and drink and find satisfaction in his work. This too, I see, is from the hand of God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-17359" class="sup"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;or without him, who can eat or find enjoyment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-17360" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To the man who pleases him, God gives wisdom, knowledge and happiness, but to the sinner he gives the task of gathering and storing up wealth to hand it over to the one who pleases God. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind." Eccl 2:24-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yet it is totally irresponsible of me to have spent my time on non constructive stuff like reading blogs and msning.. all other things than studying. I've previously gave my time to study for all the tests and the latest LSM2202 lab report and the next thing, preparation of final exams. I really wish holidays would come faster... This semester had been a mad rush; not to mention my last sem was insanely stressful too(due to JAP LEVEL 1! to find out at the end of the day.. my CAP dropped.again.) I can only admit, Lord.. I do not have the tenacity that I thought I had. I do not have the patience with the books that I thought I had cultivated. I do not have enough discipline to finish off my last 100m sprint well.. I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seeing how other people strive to keep their CAPs at &gt;4.. they are pulling their hair off because they cant score their A+ for every single module.. I'm struggling at the bottom, pulling my hair off because I cant get above 3. Nowhere near average. Sometimes I wonder why am I always comparing. I wonder why am I even in the University. It is almost impossible to have gotten here solely by my own strength because I just not that intelligent! I had wished to enjoy my God-given lot happily but the world pressure is great. Lord.. the pressure I'm getting from people around me is great..especially when I'm like the bottom half. Perhaps I'm too hard on myself, perhaps when I'm just not good enough.. but I'll never be. Jesus saved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know I'm going on and on about the same thing because my mind had only one thing now. Is my CAP going to drop again this semester... Will I fail and get kicked out of the school? My Father Lord, You know all these things, you know my struggles and failures. Will you not shortchange me because I've shortchange you? I failed again and again to live a righteous life before you, I've failed many a times to love people the way you love. I've failed to fix my eyes on you again and this results thing, relationships, CF stuff and all are troubling me, very much. I do not think You'll leave me nor do I think You'll give me a stone when I'm seriously in need of bread. Lord... help me to trust you joyfully. Help me to continue to run this race with greater tenacity and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30253" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30254" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30255" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30256" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If any of you lacks wisdom, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30257" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30258" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30259" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does." James 1:2-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him." James 1:12&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these because Jesus had bled and died on the cross for me. All these because He has resurrected and I resurrect with Him. Help me to overcome this Lord.. my results are definitely not everything though now I have to be faithful in fulfilling my student responsibilities...guai guai study for my last paper, LSM2102. God.. I will obey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-8045180750225076971?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8045180750225076971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8045180750225076971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8045180750225076971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8045180750225076971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-i-deserve-this.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2987316315619707585</id><published>2008-05-04T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:23:22.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i attempted to start a blog with wordpress but i kinda failed...&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't know how to operate it... -_-" but that blogskin was perhaps better than this current one hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well initially I wanted to pen down some thoughts about the modules I've been ploughing through these days, but now I'm running out of time since I've spent all of them exploring wordpress... :S MAN! perhaps later if i have the time...ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2987316315619707585?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2987316315619707585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2987316315619707585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2987316315619707585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2987316315619707585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-attempted-to-start-blog-with.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8125931647592306787</id><published>2008-04-28T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:32:42.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;CHRIS TOMLIN LYRICS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;b&gt;"Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone)"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Amazing grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; How sweet the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; That saved a wretch like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I once was lost, but now I'm found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Was blind, but now I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And grace my fears relieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; How precious did that grace appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The hour I first believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; My chains are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I've been set free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; My God, my Savior has ransomed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And like a flood His mercy rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Unending love, Amazing grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The Lord has promised good to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; His word my hope secures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; He will my shield and portion be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; As long as life endures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The earth shall soon dissolve like snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The sun forbid to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But God, Who called me here below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Will be forever mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Will be forever mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; You are forever mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-8125931647592306787?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8125931647592306787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8125931647592306787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8125931647592306787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8125931647592306787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/04/chris-tomlin-lyrics-amazing-grace-my.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5376060627461430138</id><published>2008-04-28T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:34:39.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi pplz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive!! :D hee.. i've been busy.. previously been all tests and labs. Now, the final last lap.. Will be updating soon! My last paper's on 6 MAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God has made everything beautiful in His time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will survive because.... His grace is sufficient....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"for when I am weak, then I am strong." 2 Cor 12:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5376060627461430138?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5376060627461430138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5376060627461430138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5376060627461430138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5376060627461430138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-pplz.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4233415902792770519</id><published>2008-03-29T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T14:13:43.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>不见了。。。&lt;br /&gt;原本要记录在“簿罗格”blog 里的一些作文都不见了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中学时代写了一两个还不错，过得去的作文。。想把他们转换成电子版，才能收一辈子。。不毁坏， 也不会腐烂； 原子笔写出来的字换成电脑荧幕上打出来的宋体字也不会有一丝一毫的退化。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是。。现在一切都被我毁灭了。《四季里的长城》，《弟弟》。。都被我，不经大脑地就把它们一次全丢了。。现在再想从以往的作文中寻温旧梦已经是不可能的了。。。&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/10319522-4233415902792770519?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4233415902792770519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4233415902792770519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4233415902792770519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4233415902792770519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-773598170503892893</id><published>2008-03-15T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:45:47.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;My Personality test..how true is this..?Ppl give comments leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Qualities of &lt;b&gt;Extraverts&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attracted to many different things&lt;br /&gt;Like to talk, sometimes without thinking&lt;br /&gt;Like to get involved, make it happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keyword&lt;/b&gt;: Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Common Qualities of &lt;b&gt;Intuitives&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the whole picture&lt;br /&gt;Theoretical - interested in WHY things work&lt;br /&gt;Creative - like to experiment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keyword:&lt;/b&gt; Imaginative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Qualities of &lt;b&gt;Thinkers&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate analysis&lt;br /&gt;Quick to give advice&lt;br /&gt;Fair and just - same rules for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keyword&lt;/b&gt;: Logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Qualities of &lt;b&gt;Perceptives&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are comfortable with "winging it"&lt;br /&gt;Like to have an open-ended approach&lt;br /&gt;Postpone decisions - sometimes procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keyword&lt;/b&gt;: Flexible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;General Description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTPs are creative thinkers who see many ways of getting things done and logically analyze how different choices might turn out. They are curious, wanting to know what else besides the routine approach might work and they are flexible, always willing to try something new. They loathe regular routine and find themselves constantly pulled to new adventures before they have completed their old ones. ENTPs can be persuasive speakers, able to express a vision more easily than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Career Insights:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTPs enjoy trouble-shooting and the challenge of solving complex problems using creative approaches. They dislike routine and become bored quickly if they can't be creative. They are at their best in the initial stages of projects and they would "rather plant the crop than hang around and harvest it." In other words, once the excitement of solving the conceptual problem is over, they lose interest and want someone else to finish. Careers which respect these traits include photography, writing, engineering, computer sciences, research sciences, entertainment and law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-773598170503892893?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/773598170503892893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=773598170503892893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/773598170503892893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/773598170503892893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4996933825722303336</id><published>2008-03-01T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:09:01.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grossed out.. have been on Amino Acid Metabolism for a good 6hrs of my Saturday... and now after some time spent at my grandma's house.. im back... facing LSM2101 Metabolism &amp;amp; Regulation again... I'm so sick of it! Not to mention that I really couldnt register all those chemical pathways and enzyme names...what succinyl CoA dehydrogenase, pyruvate dehydrogenase blah blah blah.... a whole mouthful of them... cant register. not even half of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me...persevere and remember those biochem stuff... the mugging alone kills and the questions are just so exhaustive... i just need to get thru this and done with! Friday! :S CA1.... that's CA 1 only.... *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O my mum's been really nice these few days.. I really cant imagine my life without my mum :) She taught me a few cooking tricks and made me all my meals, make sure im well fed... im sure 1 lucky girl :D why does it take me so long to realise... (i must admit too that im really quite nasty when she gets on my nerves! :X) oopx... patience &amp;amp; kindness....honour my parents. YES! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4996933825722303336?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4996933825722303336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4996933825722303336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4996933825722303336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4996933825722303336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/03/grossed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7673007936279276219</id><published>2008-02-27T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:09:56.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>书山有路勤为径 &lt;br /&gt;学海无涯苦作舟 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;却仍书到用时方恨少。。哀啊哀。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7673007936279276219?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7673007936279276219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7673007936279276219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7673007936279276219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7673007936279276219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7288089342020198998</id><published>2008-02-27T00:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:24.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R8Tp95eztMI/AAAAAAAACXg/-es2R3OR9Xc/s1600-h/P1000814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R8Tp95eztMI/AAAAAAAACXg/-es2R3OR9Xc/s200/P1000814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171515521739502786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just came back from Suntec Kuishin Bo and a whole load of fun! Met Seng, Yanhao, Zichun and Ben for a sumptuous meal.. well at least to me :P I've been yearning to go Kuishin Bo since ages ago.. and FINALLY! its here. was so super happy la.. I guess they were kinda reluctant(cos its pricey!) but went in nevertheless.. hee :D YIPPIE!!&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the plateful of sashimi and chawamushi and the teppanyaki..etc etc.. wooh.. i ate for just 2hours non stop! :P *I'm quite a glutton hur hur hur* bleah!&lt;br /&gt;And just when the guys pronounced K.O. I just continue eating though i wasted quite a fair bit of food too... :X O well..&lt;br /&gt;Then we went Arcade.. played daytona, bishy bashy, throw basketball.. o and DDR!!! hahah can you believe it! i guess everyone has a kid in us..especially when we come face to face with our childhood games, the things we like to do, things that thrill us, things that can be as simple as eating our favourite food or throwing basketballs in the arcade....money doesnt matter anymore.. image doesnt too.. What mattered were the smiles worn on our faces and the time we spent together. Those became the most precious things. And behold, these are in particular, priceless literally... What matters at the end of the day is the friendship built...even if it was built on a silly speech error like 'sor-bet'... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R8TpgJeztLI/AAAAAAAACXY/KYjJRAXvMvM/s1600-h/P1000813%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R8TpgJeztLI/AAAAAAAACXY/KYjJRAXvMvM/s320/P1000813%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171515010638394546" 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/10319522-7288089342020198998?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7288089342020198998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7288089342020198998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7288089342020198998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7288089342020198998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-came-back-from-suntec-kuishin-bo.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/R8Tp95eztMI/AAAAAAAACXg/-es2R3OR9Xc/s72-c/P1000814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-3448168735234157793</id><published>2008-02-02T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:56:19.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there people, I've just a few reflections to share with everyone, so please bear with me for a bit k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure every one of you has something to take away from Dance Production 07/08, new friends and supper buddies (fongseng &amp;amp; milopeng HAHA), plenty of memories that will stay with each and every one of you, be it good, bad, happy or sad, it's all part and parcel of the experience that DP brings about each year. And i sincerely hope that the DP bug has bitten you so bad...that ALL of you will be back next year for a whole new DP, a whole new experience once again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you never imagined that you would end up as a dancer for DP when you first stepped into hall, maybe it was peer pressure that led you to turn up for the auditions, on a "see what happens" basis. And look what happened? All of you turned out just fine, with tonnes of comical moments, not to mention SLUTTY moments that made the tough &amp;amp; tiring practices so much more manageable, so much more bearable. Truly, all of you should be proud of the improvements that you have made over the past few months, with all the time, efforts and sacrifices along the way, it was all worth it at the end, when we took our final bow on stage. And you know, at that point in time, the disappointments, the pain, the long hours, the scoldings, the bruises, the times when you just couldn't nail a particular move or keep in timing and you felt like giving up, all these and more....I'm pretty darn sure they just didn't matter any longer. And that... is simply the magic of DP. Now you feel it, now you understand it! And I hope that all the freshies and remaining seniors help to spread this magic to the new batch of freshies next year for DP, to bring them in and let them experience the "eunique" flavour of Eusoff Dance Production, a one of a kind experience that you can't find anywhere else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the graduating seniors, I hope that you have enjoyed your last hurrah as a dancer/choreographer, and that you will be back for next year's DP, either to choreo or simply lend us your support as alumni ya?? Thanks so much for everything &lt;img alt=":)" height="18" width="18" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Joe &amp;amp; Elfie, thanks so much for hanging in there, and giving Changyung &amp;amp; I so much help and assistance when we needed it, and kicking our butts when we needed it badly!! DP 07/08 would never have succeeded without your efforts, so please know that we really appreciate you guys, and a BIG thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the choreographers, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules, and agreeing to choreo for DP, despite knowing that the process would be long and potentially draining in more ways than one. Thank you for your efforts in coming up with choreography that blended in with the rest of the production so perfectly, and thank you for keeping your faith in us, even when things got really tough at times, you guys just never gave up and simply pushed us on to another level. It takes a hell lot of persistence and you guys have got tonnes of it, so kudos to you all!!! Special mention to Siding, Margie, Xilin &amp;amp; Betty, who are no longer in hall with us, but still agreed to come back to choreo, thank you for your efforts ya???? Next year again la!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all dancers, thank you for making all of this possible. You may not think that you have done much, but trust me, every single bit counts, and it has made this year's production an absolute blast. Be proud of yourselves, that you can call yourself a Eusoff Dancer, and you have earned that right to be one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I guess thats about it, and I'll see you all next year once again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off, let me quote our beloved producer Elfie: &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;"WE LOVE DP!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;DD from D4&lt;br /&gt;andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3448168735234157793?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3448168735234157793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3448168735234157793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3448168735234157793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3448168735234157793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-there-people-ive-just-few.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5258558204597994523</id><published>2008-02-02T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R6SQ1GAImLI/AAAAAAAACP0/D77wUEjYR24/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R6SQ1GAImLI/AAAAAAAACP0/D77wUEjYR24/s400/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162410314692073650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DP ended. so abruptly.. Love is in the Heir, still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One thing I ask of you...One thing I know its true.." plays again and again in my mind.. the "Hairspray" song repeats over and over and my little body skips a little when it comes to the 'oooo ooo ooo ooo" part... its time for the mass dance. The dance steps for freda's dance, Grace Chii Tang's dance, instructions for our expressions, the different parts to be sharp and hit, the essence of the dance move like Grace said, the queue to act as maids, cleaning or being scolded, "the call for celebration" and we walk down the aisle in our black wizard cloak with metallic blue mask and torch..... flash across my mind all the time since the show ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wan it to end.. not here. not now... i want to keep dancing for Eusoff DP.. but it has to. I'm proud..very proud to be one of the dancers, to be part of the production, part of Eusoff DP history! And this year, we impressed Hall.. and we're going to get our budget from Hall.. DP no longer an adhoc project..no longer a self funded project..subsidised at least. And a million thanks to everyone who were involved one way or another. It was definitely a great SUCCESS! thanks to the producers whose sleepless nights and coffee and cigarettes were paid off..Joe, Charmaine, Elfie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. back to school..No longer a dancer but full time undergrad.. gotta catch up with all the lessons that i've missed for DP and pull my CAP up...(again). oh well. Need to start staying in the library and focus.. guess that's the hardest thing to do. To use my time wisely lest i be named a useless steward of God's property :x hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About IHG... badminton girls lost... at the semis. i was kinda dejected. I took in 4 imports but i fail to deliver.. I'm sorry Eusoff.. we have never fail to make it to the finals and now with me leading the girls team this yr.. we failed. Didn't even get to meet TH. I don't know how to face Shawn really... to think that they were so nice to me. I dunno what to do... facing my own IVP team mates... captaining my IVP captain and vice cap, knowing they were more experienced than me.. frankly i was pretty fearful and stressed about ihg badminton, knowing my EQ and choice of words and tone were never very sensitive and "PRish".. I'm glad my team mates put up with my nonsense and bad organization. Was very disoriented. Basically... I felt that I was just a lousy captain. Sorry girls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..cork ups here and there.. but its over. I'm glad though... things are gonna start anew(sort of) and I've learnt much along the way..got to know more ppl and understand more things. Thank God. He has made all things possible and good in His time. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5258558204597994523?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5258558204597994523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5258558204597994523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5258558204597994523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5258558204597994523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/02/dp-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/R6SQ1GAImLI/AAAAAAAACP0/D77wUEjYR24/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-524021204099900376</id><published>2008-01-29T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:05:58.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys.. missed me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few updates. 31st Jan is drawing near..its this coming thurs! Only 2 days left to our big show. I cant wait! Basically our story this year is "Love is in the Heir". Modernised fairytale. Pretty cool. With all our props handmade from scratch. And the dances choreographed by our very own dancers and actors very own eusoffians! It's close to a musical and it will definitely be a fantastic night for many of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3am and you probably wonder what in the world is Tingyu doing at this hour blogging.. Grace told us there's dance at 1am and then there's Freda's dance the next morning at 8am.. was cursing and swearing (*inside oopx) until I finally see the reason why we had to 'dance'. Grace lovingly did a powerpoint show for us just to thank all her dancers who put in so much effort(from her pt of view :P)  it's really amazing how we've walked so far together. From the blur yr1s and 2s and even 3s to the very pro dancing and funky maids and bartlers =) It was really sweet of Grace to asked us to have supper together and watch last yr's DP &amp;amp; of course her message... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... back to the mundane daily routine of lectures and tutorials and labs. I cannot decide whether i should just stay in UCC for rehearsals or go for that 6h lab session of that 6MC module. :S I'm afraid.. I'll lose out either way.haiz. HOW!!! Already I cant catch up with my work.. couldnt understand a single thing my lecturers are saying and whenever i go for LSM2102 lesson, i'll always feel like its a waste of time. The lecturer is really quite bad... he may be knowledgeable, but he really CANT TEACH!Also due to my physical strain(plus he's so not interesting, plus after a heavy lunch) I fall asleep almost all the time! Even with my laptop in front of me! And then the lecturer for LSM2101 in the morning 10am... always makes me feel like sleeping...really monotonous :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's IHG badminton Semis (ok I mean later in the evening)... stressed haha. dunno what kind of lineup KR will come up with. Nevertheless, im sure team Eusoff will fight it out with them! yaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights. Tat's all for now... gotta slp :D dancing dancing later in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off! Adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-524021204099900376?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/524021204099900376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=524021204099900376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/524021204099900376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/524021204099900376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-9154621039069743236</id><published>2008-01-19T10:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T10:41:06.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slept at 2+ after dance last night.. this morning dance again at 8am.. took some time off to update the world..&lt;br /&gt;school started with a mess cos i couldnt confirm my schedule only until recently when God did a miracle for me. Was frustrated and stressed with lots of things. It wasn't so much of the CORS system, just me. Bidded for the necessary modules before school started and I thought everything was settled until i found out that the practical slot that I had to sign up for clashes with one of my module(cos I sign up late) and I cant change it unless there's a mutual swap. Its quite impossible cos was rather late already and most likely everyone has decided on their schedule. I made a rash decision to bid for a module that is high in demand, forgetting and forgoing the SS module that I've been waiting for since year 1 Sem 2. When I realised it and tried to appeal for it, there seems to be no chance at all. Soon after I was pretty nervous bout the whole unconfirmed timetable and then IHG..the convening hall just doesnt want to change the timing and half my team cannot make it. I cant go to church too because of it :( Then come dance.. choreo xin qing bu hao, making all the dancers so stressed...well it is expected la cos today is the 3rd piecing and next next thurs would be the BIG day.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt this period to trust God and I mean really trust. I've done all the things that i could and my plans and work doesnt seem to be going in any direction. All I could do was to wait upon the Lord and indeed he never fail.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the SS lecturer decided to open up more places and I was able to take that module but one of the lecture still clashes with my prac. Soon after I found out that 2 jokers also wanted to change slots and we swapped. So now everything's settled :D Only thing is... I cant go for NUS BLAST now... it clashes wth the prac.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about my whole badminton 'career' these days. 7 years on the courts and now I'm in a dilemma. To quit or not. I thought maybe im really just not cut out to play badminton. Whenever I hear Amanda and Charissa talking about how to play this certain stroke, why didnt it cross, how to counter this and that, how to play this team.. I'm almost not interested at all. I've always been very impressed by their passion and hardwork. Without them or rather Amanda I would have probably gave up badminton a long long time ago. Well I still like the game, I like trainings cos this is where I met my friends, where I learn team spirit and enjoy being part of it, but there is just something amiss. I dunno what it is. Melissa said I would have to change my mentality and focus on the court, think of just badminton and concentrate on the game and things that I have to do. I think its just me. I have a serious problem of focusing and thinking. Laziness? I suppose. So how... to change it! I'm just easily distracted by stuff.. perhaps I really dont wan it hard enough. I want the supper time and the bonding time but not the on-court time.. cos I feel really lousy when im on it. heh. It's harder than I thought it would be.. to leave.&lt;br /&gt;hmm time to organise my study plan and try harder, SMARTER this semester... 2.73.. :S hope to put in more effort and see how. The first 2 lectures were rather scary.. came out of the lecture hall thinking that was a waste of time and still blur about the lesson. I wouldnt say the lecturers are lousy. Just cant express themselves properly maybe and the content/concepts are really DRY! eeekkk! heh.. plus with dance..sleeping at unearthly hours and getting up early the following morning...im feeling burned out even before school started and dance production. Now that CF is going to start soon I think i'll feel it even more. Pray for me.. that God will grant me strength and concentration. And also discipline to read His word and lean not on my own understanding but His. K... gtg.. later got piecing..better get some rest before 1215pm!! :P Ciaos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-9154621039069743236?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9154621039069743236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=9154621039069743236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9154621039069743236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/9154621039069743236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/01/slept-at-2-after-dance-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2083661133924780048</id><published>2008-01-06T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:52:58.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha ha ha ha ha ha! 1 2 3 &amp;amp; 4... (in hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been busy with dance.. Eusoff Dance Production 31st Jan 8pm @ UCC.. are you coming? :)&lt;br /&gt;Busy with dance, IVP, IHG badminton.. what can be more shag than a day that starts at 9am with dance and ends at 3am with dance again.. &amp;amp; in between chiong here and there for training and matches...but it's been fun :) fooling around during practice while learning new stuff, polishing my steps(i think i did.... haha)..going out with IVP team... going out with ch &amp;amp; other churchmates to ubin for cycling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be my short and sweet updates for the events these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of cos there are times when im emotionally low..&lt;br /&gt;gotten my results and as you can see it wasnt very satisfactory..in fact i 'deproved'.. with the kind of effort i put in.. i just cannot accept any reason why im not improving at all. Was upset over it..upset with God..why this is happening again and again.. and what about the dream...i want to go on to study medicine..but the future seems bleak. I blamed God cos I believed that things will turn out fine but it didnt. I believed what S say bout God' s favour..(just to prove a point actually to tell S now.. see God didnt bless me with good grades!&amp;amp; so it seems like she thinks I did not really believe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God reminded me from Isaiah 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18428" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; The grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;br /&gt;       because the breath of the LORD blows on them.&lt;br /&gt;       Surely the people are grass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18429" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; The grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;br /&gt;       but the word of our God stands forever." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18430" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; You who bring good tidings to Zion,&lt;br /&gt;       go up on a high mountain.&lt;br /&gt;       You who bring good tidings to Jerusalem, &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isa40&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-18430c" title="See footnote c"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       lift up your voice with a shout,&lt;br /&gt;       lift it up, do not be afraid;&lt;br /&gt;       say to the towns of Judah,&lt;br /&gt;       "Here is your God!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18431" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; See, the Sovereign LORD comes with power,&lt;br /&gt;       and his arm rules for him.&lt;br /&gt;       See, his reward is with him,&lt;br /&gt;       and his recompense accompanies him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18432" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; He tends his flock like a shepherd:&lt;br /&gt;       He gathers the lambs in his arms&lt;br /&gt;       and carries them close to his heart;&lt;br /&gt;       he gently leads those that have young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18433" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand,&lt;br /&gt;       or with the breadth of his hand marked off the heavens?&lt;br /&gt;       Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket,&lt;br /&gt;       or weighed the mountains on the scales&lt;br /&gt;       and the hills in a balance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18434" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; Who has understood the mind &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isa40&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-18434d" title="See footnote d"&gt;d&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; of the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;       or instructed him as his counselor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18435" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; Whom did the LORD consult to enlighten him,&lt;br /&gt;       and who taught him the right way?&lt;br /&gt;       Who was it that taught him knowledge&lt;br /&gt;       or showed him the path of understanding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18436" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket;&lt;br /&gt;       they are regarded as dust on the scales;&lt;br /&gt;       he weighs the islands as though they were fine dust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18437" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; Lebanon is not sufficient for altar fires,&lt;br /&gt;       nor its animals enough for burnt offerings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18438" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; Before him all the nations are as nothing;&lt;br /&gt;       they are regarded by him as worthless&lt;br /&gt;       and less than nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18439" class="sup"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; To whom, then, will you compare God?&lt;br /&gt;       What image will you compare him to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18440" class="sup"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; As for an idol, a craftsman casts it,&lt;br /&gt;       and a goldsmith overlays it with gold&lt;br /&gt;       and fashions silver chains for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18441" class="sup"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; A man too poor to present such an offering&lt;br /&gt;       selects wood that will not rot.&lt;br /&gt;       He looks for a skilled craftsman&lt;br /&gt;       to set up an idol that will not topple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18442" class="sup"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt; Do you not know?&lt;br /&gt;       Have you not heard?&lt;br /&gt;       Has it not been told you from the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;       Have you not understood since the earth was founded? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18443" class="sup"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt; He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;       and its people are like grasshoppers.&lt;br /&gt;       He stretches out the heavens like a canopy,&lt;br /&gt;       and spreads them out like a tent to live in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18444" class="sup"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; He brings princes to naught&lt;br /&gt;       and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18445" class="sup"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt; No sooner are they planted,&lt;br /&gt;       no sooner are they sown,&lt;br /&gt;       no sooner do they take root in the ground,&lt;br /&gt;       than he blows on them and they wither,&lt;br /&gt;       and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18446" class="sup"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt; "To whom will you compare me?&lt;br /&gt;       Or who is my equal?" says the Holy One. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18447" class="sup"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt; Lift your eyes and look to the heavens:&lt;br /&gt;       Who created all these?&lt;br /&gt;       He who brings out the starry host one by one,&lt;br /&gt;       and calls them each by name.&lt;br /&gt;       Because of his great power and mighty strength,&lt;br /&gt;       not one of them is missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18448" class="sup"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt; Why do you say, O Jacob,&lt;br /&gt;       and complain, O Israel,&lt;br /&gt;       "My way is hidden from the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;       my cause is disregarded by my God"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18449" class="sup"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt; Do you not know?&lt;br /&gt;       Have you not heard?&lt;br /&gt;       The LORD is the everlasting God,&lt;br /&gt;       the Creator of the ends of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;       He will not grow tired or weary,&lt;br /&gt;       and his understanding no one can fathom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18450" class="sup"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; He gives strength to the weary&lt;br /&gt;       and increases the power of the weak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18451" class="sup"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; Even youths grow tired and weary,&lt;br /&gt;       and young men stumble and fall; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18452" class="sup"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt; but those who hope in the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       will renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;       They will soar on wings like eagles;&lt;br /&gt;       they will run and not grow weary,&lt;br /&gt;       they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That I'm the clay, He's the potter... Does the pot ask the potter why it has no hands.. it would have defeat the purpose of why the potter make a pot right..&lt;br /&gt;So 2.73 or not.. My good Lord will renew my strength which he did by impressing upon me with the simplest things in life... His words and His creation.&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me how things will pass away and the most beautiful things in life are not the things you can buy but the things you have. Learning to treasure and make the most out of what you have with your loved ones are moments that cannot be replaced by any goods. Gone out with my parents and relatives for a humble meal. At some hawker centre.. but we had so much fun because of my silly hokkien..I couldnt communicate with the old uncle selling fruit juice properly so I didnt get any drinks my family wanted and got some lousy quality sugar cane... They had so much fun laughing at me.. but it was... so heartwarming. I wished everyday was like that, be it at the coffee shop or a high class hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"What does the worker gain from his toil? &lt;span id="en-NIV-17370" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have seen the burden God has laid on men. &lt;span id="en-NIV-17371" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end. &lt;span id="en-NIV-17372" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live. That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil—this is the gift of God. &lt;span id="en-NIV-17374" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that men will revere him." Eccl 3: 9-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yup and so... I'll find satisfaction in anything that I do, from the smallest to the biggest. In it, I find joy from the Lord whom my strength comes from. Thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when D said something so unkind and insensitive, I was really upset that this has to come from my own churchmate. Refused to speak a word to him for a week and it's really affecting me. In the first place, I'm not totally at fault, yet it sounded so condemning. But.. &lt;span id="en-NIV-23747" class="sup"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, "Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus answered, "I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times." Matt 18:21-22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess I'll slowly forget about it and put it aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a long post ya.. :P Gonna dance and bathe tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2083661133924780048?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2083661133924780048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2083661133924780048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2083661133924780048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2083661133924780048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2008/01/ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-1-2-3-4.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5227856627845572311</id><published>2007-12-28T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:53:44.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An impossible dream....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5227856627845572311?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5227856627845572311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5227856627845572311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5227856627845572311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5227856627845572311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/impossible-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-822593263971745094</id><published>2007-12-27T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:16:22.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How long will it have to take for me to realise im really not cut out for it..&lt;br /&gt;But I refuse to acknowledge nor am i willing to give up that dream..if it was even one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started confusing and ended yet saddening.&lt;br /&gt;It was finally the day to check my results .. yea again(fyi every 3 mths I'll dread this one day) so there it was staring at me, my efforts in vain. I wonder why. I've put in another ounce of hard work but... perhaps this hard work was really hard not any smarter. Was it....?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dearest LSM2104 project group mates...without you guys prob I'll end up with another C. But it turned out to be the best out of the 5 modules. Stats I passed it..Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;There bound to be things to thank God for I'm sure yet im not in the mood altogether. Is this really a sign of God saying no? Some rather harsh method heh.. Results doesnt matter ya... but the results just doesnt reflect any of the effort i guess. Again. And I'm demoralised.Very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I dread to start the next day, I dread to go for the next training, I dread to see another person, I dread... every single moment. It has got to take something to make this go away right.. but I simply cant find a reasonable stuff.. Yucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在又要怎么走下去呢。。&lt;br /&gt;我的计划和梦想似乎就此了结了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;神 到底要怎么样。。&lt;br /&gt;或许我还有些勇气硬着头皮混下去&lt;br /&gt;却好像没有力气，也没了动力。。。&lt;br /&gt;我不想走了。。。请你背着我继续往前。。。&lt;br /&gt;因为我实在是。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;累了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. today's my dad's birthday. He took leave and decided to “量马路”, shop for his clothes. Despite my exhaustion from training in the morning and then the emotionally draining incident,  I just had to hide that disappointed face and not spoil my father's day.&lt;br /&gt;Well den we had a rather expensive dinner at long beach restaurant. The lobster was superb but crab...really quite bad. They took some inferior crabs..not very nice. And if you ever dine there, make sure you dont go for their set meals. Not worth it. You can get cheaper and nice stuff by going ala carte. I ate alot..dunno y.. wasnt very hungry but..maybe food lightens the mood of a sad person hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. and for ZY and RS... thanks alot really :) appreciated the little pep talks and visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-822593263971745094?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/822593263971745094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=822593263971745094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/822593263971745094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/822593263971745094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-long-will-it-have-to-take-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7957803261654373395</id><published>2007-12-23T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:20:29.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20% Left Brained, 80% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to think these tests are rather clinically proven. o gosh! haha&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/10319522-7957803261654373395?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7957803261654373395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7957803261654373395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7957803261654373395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7957803261654373395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-are-20-left-brained-80-right.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3341853705350234774</id><published>2007-12-23T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T15:30:58.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Orange Crayon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/green.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is colored with offbeat, confident, and stimulating colors.&lt;br /&gt;You have a personality that's downright weird - and you wouldn't change it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;Loud and expressive, you voice your opinions fearlessly and strongly.&lt;br /&gt;And while you have a strong personality, you can be friends with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your color wheel opposite is blue. Your confidence is something blue people truly envy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3341853705350234774?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3341853705350234774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3341853705350234774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3341853705350234774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3341853705350234774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-are-orange-crayon-your-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5734977514022993767</id><published>2007-11-28T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:08:04.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was that gossiping..?...I feel like crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5734977514022993767?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5734977514022993767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5734977514022993767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5734977514022993767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5734977514022993767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-just-gossiped.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3312418675681852536</id><published>2007-11-27T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:01:14.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This hymn was originally part of a musical, written in 1969 by Texan Baptist musician Kurt Kaiser called, &lt;i style=""&gt;"Tell It Like It Is”.&lt;/i&gt; In the minds of many people, Kaiser and his friend Ralph Carmichael revolutionized the gospel music industry. In the mid-1960s, they wrote a series of musicals that incorporated the new sound of rock and roll to reach out to the youth who were feeling neglected by the church. Kaiser and Carmichael were amazed as the [musical] sold out its first run of 2,500 copies. In total, they sold about 500,000 copies of the musical.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It remains his signature song today.    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style120"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Pass It On&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="style120"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;It only takes a spark to get a fire going.&lt;br /&gt;And soon all those around can warm up in its glowing.&lt;br /&gt;That’s how it is with God’s love,&lt;br /&gt;Once you’ve experience it.&lt;br /&gt;You spread his love to everyone;&lt;br /&gt;You want to pass it on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;What a wondrous time is spring,&lt;br /&gt;When all the tress are budding&lt;br /&gt;The birds begin to sing, the flowers start their blooming;&lt;br /&gt;That's how it is with God's love,&lt;br /&gt;Once you've experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;You want to sing, it's fresh like spring,&lt;br /&gt;You want to pass it on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="style120"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I wish for you my friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this happiness that I've found;&lt;br /&gt;you can depend on him, it matters not where you're bound.&lt;br /&gt;I'll shout it from the mountaintop;&lt;br /&gt;I want my world to know;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord of love has come to me,&lt;br /&gt;I want to pass it on."&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“A new command I give you:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love another.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 13:34-35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-taken from http://bburroughs.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-only-takes-spark.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3312418675681852536?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3312418675681852536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3312418675681852536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3312418675681852536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3312418675681852536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-hymn-was-originally-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-7305393444949642345</id><published>2007-11-22T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T12:01:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.... rude aunties/ah ma..whatever you call them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the supermarket with my mum this morning and while i was queuing.. ok..maybe i was a little out of the queue.. anw. there comes this aunty probably in her 50s. She came along and asked the cashier some questions, brought along with her 2 packs of fishcakes and said she couldn't understand what the tag at the shelf. And...and... subsequently cut into my queue so conveniently! Especially when i was standing just right beside her! I gave her a bewildered look and she looked at me as if nothing had happen! OMGOSH! She had lived 50+ years of her life and doesnt know what manners is!? Pissed off. Well ya.. people will come and tell me its ok.. she's old, just let her be. Respect. O come on! Cutting my queue this way just doesn't show that they respect themselves in the first place... and since she's an elder..all the more they should be showing some manners right, after all they should be the ones more mature, lived more years, should be the ones leading by example! Having lived that few more years just doesn't give her the right to be rude and do what she likes as if she lives alone in a world of her own. Being old doesn't naturally mean you're right all the time! Does the law exempt anyone who's over 60s when he/she kills or steals?? We're looking at morality here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU THEN BE KIND TINGYU!?&lt;br /&gt;yes... i guess i should and i will...... =x God help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-7305393444949642345?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7305393444949642345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=7305393444949642345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7305393444949642345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/7305393444949642345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4681406931606425304</id><published>2007-11-21T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:42:07.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;Lord, grant me a quiet heart&lt;br /&gt;Before examinations start.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to use my leisure hours&lt;br /&gt;To reinvigorate my powers.&lt;br /&gt;My mind from day dreams liberate;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the will to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;From all distractions set me free&lt;br /&gt;That in my studies I may be&lt;br /&gt;A student with this sole intent;&lt;br /&gt;To make my work a sacrament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my faint heart, in love, expell&lt;br /&gt;All failure fears that therein dwell.&lt;br /&gt;And from my pillow drive away&lt;br /&gt;All dark foreboding of the day;&lt;br /&gt;Help me in faith to rest so deep&lt;br /&gt;That I may have untroubled sleep.&lt;br /&gt;While notes and lessons I prepare,&lt;br /&gt;May I not lose my zest for prayer.&lt;br /&gt;And may I not forget to look&lt;br /&gt;For daily guidance in the Book.&lt;br /&gt;In quietness, confidence and peace&lt;br /&gt;May I have sure and swift release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From needless fears and apprehensions,&lt;br /&gt;From outward strain and inward tension.&lt;br /&gt;And may I ever grateful be&lt;br /&gt;To all who often pray for me;&lt;br /&gt;While for myself I intercede,&lt;br /&gt;For other students I would plead.&lt;br /&gt;So may examinations find&lt;br /&gt;Each one alert in heart and mind;&lt;br /&gt;First inward joy and peace possessing,&lt;br /&gt;Exams will prove a source of blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4681406931606425304?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4681406931606425304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4681406931606425304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4681406931606425304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4681406931606425304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/lord-grant-me-quiet-heart-before.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8852416253868216196</id><published>2007-11-21T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:29:25.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R0O-ZXMCB5I/AAAAAAAABSI/kXlximW1w8I/s1600-h/coffee-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TYW545vbG90/R0O-ZXMCB5I/AAAAAAAABSI/kXlximW1w8I/s320/coffee-full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135157343062984594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out! :)&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/10319522-8852416253868216196?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8852416253868216196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8852416253868216196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8852416253868216196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8852416253868216196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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/_TYW545vbG90/R0O-ZXMCB5I/AAAAAAAABSI/kXlximW1w8I/s72-c/coffee-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10319522.post-6746402514839968544</id><published>2007-11-19T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:33:41.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Like the woman at the well I was seeking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For things that could not satisfy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And then I heard my Savior speaking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Draw from my well that never shall run dry".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;&lt;br /&gt;Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more--&lt;br /&gt;Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are millions in this world who are craving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The pleasures earthly things afford;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But none can match the wondrous treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;&lt;br /&gt;Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more--&lt;br /&gt;Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, my brother, if the things this world gave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Leave hungers that won't pass away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My blessed Lord will come and save you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you kneel to Him and humbly pray:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;&lt;br /&gt;Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more--&lt;br /&gt;Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-6746402514839968544?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6746402514839968544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=6746402514839968544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6746402514839968544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/6746402514839968544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/like-woman-at-well-i-was-seeking-for.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8179602053294502240</id><published>2007-11-16T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T00:25:06.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>死了这条心吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当作是做了一场梦吧。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一切也只能当成回忆。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;越痛的经历。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许也就是&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那最美丽的回忆。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才发现原来我们真的不配。。。&lt;br /&gt;他早已有了最适合他的人选。。神的眷顾。。。&lt;br /&gt;我为他高兴。继续为他祈祷。&lt;br /&gt;你一定要做世界上最开心的人。。要幸福噢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会继续守在神的身边。。等待着。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-8179602053294502240?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8179602053294502240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8179602053294502240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8179602053294502240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8179602053294502240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2583426559005090277</id><published>2007-11-14T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T10:56:07.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. Each tree is recognised by its own fruit. People do not pick figs from thornbushes, or grapes from briers. The good man brings good things out of the good stored us in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks." Luke 6:43 - 45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search my heart and purify it so that I may see you and know you.. tame my tongue so that out of my mouth will come forth loving and constructive words... that these may glorify Your holy name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I[Jesus] will show you what he is like who comes to me and hears my words and puts them into practice. He is like a man building a house, who dug down deep and laid the foundation on rock. When a flood came, the torrent struck that house but could not shake it, because it as well built." Luke 6:47,48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Practise makes perfect"..this idea, did it 1st originate from God? :) I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2583426559005090277?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2583426559005090277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2583426559005090277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2583426559005090277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2583426559005090277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-good-tree-bears-bad-fruit-nor-does.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-541592534000813967</id><published>2007-11-13T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:30:45.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"雨     不停落下来&lt;br /&gt;花    怎么都不开&lt;br /&gt;尽管我细心灌溉&lt;br /&gt;你说不爱就不爱&lt;br /&gt;我一个人&lt;br /&gt;欣赏悲哀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱    只剩下无奈&lt;br /&gt;我    一直不愿再去猜&lt;br /&gt;钢琴上黑键之间    永远都夹着空白&lt;br /&gt;缺了一块    就不精采&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心    有一句感慨&lt;br /&gt;我    还能够跟谁对白&lt;br /&gt;在你关上门之前    替我再回头看看&lt;br /&gt;那些片段    还在不在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;紧紧相依的心如何    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;你比我清楚    还要我说明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;爱太深    会让人疯狂的勇敢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我用&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;背叛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;自己    完成你的期盼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把手放开不问一句    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;当作最后一次对你的溺爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;冷冷清清淡淡今后都不管&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;只要你能愉快&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i read through the words, somehow i realise that its true to a certain extent when one is so deep into a relationship or even worse, in a one sided admiration, you will be braver than you ever thought, and you will do things that you never believe you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the other person at the receiving end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of whether he or she knows it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is such a powerful word. Such a powerful tool." --&gt; From my friend's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is true... it might just be what im feeling right now... i wonder.. will he ever know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-541592534000813967?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/541592534000813967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=541592534000813967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/541592534000813967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/541592534000813967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/say-goodbye-say-goodbye-from-my-friends_13.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-3681449670460644564</id><published>2007-11-04T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:59:32.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it so difficult for her to understand... maybe she's thinking the same way as I am. It was just a very plain doctrinal concept yet she cannot accept it. At the same time I cannot accept what she feels strongly about too. No doubt part of what she said was correct, yet something is just wrong. Was it really biblical? Or is it just based on her gut feelings? She said her discernment comes from Holy Spirit, well I can only agree with her on that but how certain is she if she doesnt align it with the Word of God? She has chosen not to take in the words of a teacher from a reputable organisation and strongly sticked to her own ideas. Somewhat reminded me of my struggles when I relearn who God is earlier in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Though it wasn't exactly like a struggle, there were a lot of questions..Thinking back, to come to terms with those difficult doctrines I must say it has to be the working of the Spirit to have enabled me to understand them. Not everyone can get it, not everyone can accept them easily and take it as what the Bible say it is. But it had made alot of sense to me, it had made me know deeper about God's grace. That no one can deny the fact that none are deserving creatures yet God shown his mercy and grace upon all of us. If i'm helpless myself, all I can say is 'Thank You Daddy' when He decided to show grace to me. It's like... The king decided to pardon one of those prisoners who are supposed to be hung because of the awful crimes(murder,rape,etc) they have committed. The king do not have to do that, yet He chose to. Not only that, if the law states that for those who committed a serious offence must face the death penalty cannot escape the reality that someone will have to die, the King decided to give his son in place of this criminal whom he wants to pardon from the death sentence! How gracious and loving is that!? No human King can do that... yet the heavenly King can and decided to do so, out of His great love. Has any of the kings in the human history displayed such love?&lt;br /&gt;One may argue that the King was unfair to choose only one prisoner to pardon? The issue here is not why he chose one and not the rest.. but the unfairness here lies with why did the king even decide to pardon and even give his prince in place of this serious offender!? He may be a serial rapist or murderer, the king by right, in his impartiality and justice, have to sentence him to death and YA he should die! come on.. serial rapist cum murderer.. yet the king in his love for this person pardoned him. Then taking the criminal then as his son because the King has already given his son to die in place of the person, isn't this wonderful? And I'm sure the criminal will then learn to really live in gratitude and change his ways all for the loving King for he has taken his sin away and gave him everything the King has in return. It is of cos an unfair exchange. But this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the love of God....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-3681449670460644564?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3681449670460644564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=3681449670460644564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3681449670460644564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/3681449670460644564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-is-it-so-difficult-for-her-to.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-4559389584287726248</id><published>2007-10-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:09:10.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was typing some sort of a feedback to my chair and advisor regarding Eusoff Christian Fellowship meetings held on mondays, so I thought it would also be good if I forward my reflections to you to keep u updated with what's going on in my life. Of cos many other things have happened and the following is just something with regards mainly to the CF and its quite an informal mail, there are some things you may not understand too haha can just skip it...so just bear with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What I have learnt so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess you must be quite concerned about what I've learnt during the past 2 months being new leading a CG right.. well..here goes...&lt;br /&gt;I think God has been very good to me and I've learnt that in all things.. I really need to depend on God on all things(sch, CG, hall activities), especially with respect to guiding his children. Now that I recall when Jesus resurrected, He asked Peter if he loved Him and if he does, feed His lambs, tend His sheep, feed His sheep. I'm like Peter being distracted by other stuff(he was thinking about if the betrayer would be in heaven), and Jesus told Peter not to be bothered with that but to think for himself 1st..to follow Jesus..(I dunno how to phrase the whole thing la. but i think u get the idea). So I ought to also focus upon Jesus... ultimately..it is my salvation, my calling, my responsibility, my accountability and HIS SHEEPS. who else can I turn to to seek help other than the one who knows HIS sheeps best. And through prayers and reading of His word keeps me focused. It keeps my life in tact too... not like in the past..haha that silly little girl. Tending HIS sheeps is indeed tough but I have to also recognise that God is the one tending it... not me. I'm just a privileged vessel. And over the months, God has kept the group and us(Ian, me, Shuyi..) faithful to the group. Thank God for the people who are still with us today..serving alongside, be it in prayers or in physical service and planning gatherings(Hei Man, Man Yan). I'm grateful also that I've learnt more about building relationships and leading in terms of being more sensitive, understanding and observant (I think la!). I've learnt more about God's grace and mercy. I've learnt more about leaning not on my own understanding but on His. I've learnt more about prioritizing and loving what I'm given(in terms of work-to-do, responsibilities etc in a biblical manner. " &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cspan\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;&amp;quot;I\nam the Lord&amp;#39;s servant,&amp;quot; Mary answered. &amp;quot;May it be to me as you have\nsaid.&amp;quot; &amp;quot; Luke 1:38 has never been so significant to me before and lets\nkeep each other in prayers that we may also proclaim what Mary did with\na strong conviction.\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;Love,\u003cbr\&gt;Tingyu\u003cbr\&gt;\n",0] ); D(["ce"]);  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"I am the Lord's servant," Mary answered. "May it be to me as you have said." " Luke 1:38 has never been so significant to me before and lets keep each other in prayers that we may also proclaim what Mary did with a strong conviction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-4559389584287726248?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4559389584287726248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=4559389584287726248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4559389584287726248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/4559389584287726248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/10/was-typing-some-sort-of-feedback-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-1782263322301331593</id><published>2007-10-06T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T12:16:41.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its weekends!! yay... never felt so happy before that my week has ended. The most xiong week I've ever experienced. A levels was nothing compared to this man... though it was quite tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through&lt;br /&gt;Mon : lab, jap, mugging, skipped dance, CF, mugging&lt;br /&gt;Tues : 2103 CA, meet Carol, mugging skipped stats training &amp;amp; DP supper&lt;br /&gt;Wed : 2104 CA, IKEA!, jap hw, jap, CF council mtg, rest..&lt;br /&gt;Thur : Kanji, Ailing they all came visiting, Kanji quiz, skipped training, mugging(forensic), Katakana&lt;br /&gt;Fri : Katakana test, mugging, skipped stats(again), Forensic test..FINALLY go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this, I wonder where all the strength had come from. It must have been God's grace and favour! Though I skipped a few lessons here and there..(so now got to do the catching up.. haha my next week is going to be packed too...lessons to catch up and keep up at the same time..woohoo~) Forensic 35%... given that short period of time to study, I was still able to finish all the notes and meet Kalene to test each other.. it was quite a feat. And the questions that came out where almost all that we went through. How miraculous! Thank God... If it weren't for Him, no matter how much I study, I would have failed anyway.(I'm not saying that i'll score.. but at least pass ba.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To Guoyao if u're reading..)&lt;br /&gt;I find it.. not so much if I do my best and God will do the rest means I'll get good grades.. but more like I'll give my best cos He deserves the best.. and its my responsibility.. still God will do the rest, yet according to His will and pleasure, be it good grades or not. Still glorified Him~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thurs Ailing brought 10 ppl to come and visit me in hall..hmm its quite scary har.. Jenna got a shock too... lolx&lt;br /&gt;wanted to lunch with them but.. gotta study for Kanji :( but den again.. really appreciated their visit and feel so loved. There was Ailing, Sharon, Meiying, Angela, Yvonne(baked cheese cake and left a piece for me too!arhhh :~) wanna cry le), Zhenling, Cheryl, Lydia, there's one more girl..cannot rem who, Xidong and Yi han. Then after their lunch.. Uncle Chien Chong and Wenxing drove Rachel(thanks for buying @ student price too! haha) and Ailing to bring my lunch back~~AWWWW!~! Thank you VERY VERY much!!&lt;br /&gt;O Jac and Dan asked me for lunch too... but... Sorry... couldnt.. next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I got home last night, I saw this SooKee Jewellery bag on my table... :D My mum bought me a pair of ear rings from there! its cos she knows I cant wear those silver or fake white gold earrings(my ears will itch and the earrings will turn.. black. sadly heh) and I cannot stand those plastic ones... I feel so loved again.... and I tot it was my aunt who bought it lo.. sorry mummy.. :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love God... Thank Him for all these people.. thank Him for all these showering of love. My week hasnt been too bad afterall... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok~ Gtg plan my next week and do webcasting on 2103... 108 slides my gosh haha I bet Dr Yeong can finish it in just 2 hours lo. She's super power... but... super boring too.. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;がんばってます！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-1782263322301331593?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1782263322301331593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=1782263322301331593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1782263322301331593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1782263322301331593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-weekends-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2801704774603615183</id><published>2007-10-03T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T14:39:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be doing Jap now.. after putting it on hold for a while to study for that super content heavy LSM 2103... and chiong LSM2104 last night. Now I'm just spacing out... gotten some time to write down what went through these few days... grossed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I've been mugging for LSM2103 since last tues and break on thurs to do proj.. but wasted time instead.. on both days. I realised I cannot stop mugging.. if there's a break.. i'll just be distracted totally. My MUGGING ENGINE stops functioning. heh&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to remember.. even the most diligent mugger has trouble memorising all the protein channels and receptors and what not... somehow after a while.. all the sequences and recogntion particles and processes look the same to me... who cares which organelle they are in.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Study until I cry on mon night sia.. 读不完的咯。。为什么!! Prayed for comfort and rest and indeed God was good... I felt asleep and had a good night's rest even though it was only 5 hours. It must have been God's divine appointment that the questions seem fine.. haha(well I have the impression that everything would be bad...it turned out alrights) Nevertheless I was kinda worried.. so I prayed and trusted God..&lt;br /&gt;*ok .. the reason why I'm so stressed is because this idiotic CA is 25% and if i screw up the tests(still have 1 more), I'm almost halfway gone... taking into consideration that my CAP remains no where near 3.0.. its legitimate reason to be troubled ya.. -_- And then the more I think about it, the more I panick and forget things that I studied. o well .. God was faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a RELIEF from that heavy boulder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then returning from that horrible exam venue, I slept and reminded myself to start mugging AGAIN... sigh.. missing my training..missing the DP supper.. being stressed again.. I lost my appetite even though I was really hungry. Had some very light stuff and continue to sort the very messy 2104 notes. Slept at 2am again...&lt;br /&gt;Was 10min late... but I couldnt be bothered already.. super tired. Thank God the questions werent as tedious.. still need some flipping... and its 15%.. I was too tired to be bothered I guess..Tried to make good guesses and with a few flips(its open book), I finished my paper... I thought it was a 2h paper.. but turned out to be 1h.. thank God that I didnt spend time flipping for the 1st few questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which its happy hour!! hee.. went Ikea with Yanhao, Seng, Ben to have a good breakfast, chat and shopping~~ But now... even after getting my mind off work for a few hours, downed cups of coffee, I still feel like a piece of..... nua sai. I'm nodding away in front of my lappie... yet my mind is telling me to do work..(it must be the caffeine!..I'm a walking zombie...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosquitoes... stop biting me... I'll bite u ah! -_- (entropic....? need to add some enthalpy..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.. its time for Jap... Ciaos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2801704774603615183?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2801704774603615183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2801704774603615183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2801704774603615183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2801704774603615183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-supposed-to-be-doing-jap-now.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-8805157553084275013</id><published>2007-09-30T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:09:01.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jD0SzV247Ek"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jD0SzV247Ek" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="270" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Nicole Nordeman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode into town the other day,&lt;br /&gt;just me and my Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;He said I'd finally reached that age,&lt;br /&gt;and I could ride next to him on a horse&lt;br /&gt;that of course was not quite as wide&lt;br /&gt;We heard a crowd of people shouting&lt;br /&gt;and so we stopped to find out why&lt;br /&gt;There was that man that my dad said he loved,&lt;br /&gt;but today there was fear in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said Daddy why are they screaming?&lt;br /&gt;Why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;br /&gt;Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?&lt;br /&gt;I bet that crown hurts him&lt;br /&gt;more than he shows&lt;br /&gt;Daddy please can't you do something?&lt;br /&gt;He looks as if he's going to cry&lt;br /&gt;You said he is stronger than all of those guys&lt;br /&gt;Daddy please tell me why,&lt;br /&gt;why does everyone want him to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day the sky grew cloudy&lt;br /&gt;and daddy said I should go inside&lt;br /&gt;Somehow he knew things would get stormy,&lt;br /&gt;boy was he right&lt;br /&gt;But I could not keep from wondering&lt;br /&gt;if there was something that he had to hide&lt;br /&gt;So after he left I had to find out,&lt;br /&gt;I was not afraid of getting lost&lt;br /&gt;So I followed the crowds to a hill&lt;br /&gt;where I knew men had been killed&lt;br /&gt;And I heard a voice come from a cross:&lt;br /&gt;And it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father why are they screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;br /&gt;Why are they casting their lots for my clothes??&lt;br /&gt;This crown of thorns&lt;br /&gt;hurts me much more than it shows,&lt;br /&gt;Father please can't you do something?&lt;br /&gt;I know that you must hear my cry&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could handle a cross of this size,&lt;br /&gt;Father remind me why,&lt;br /&gt;why does everyone want me to die.&lt;br /&gt;When will I understand why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious Son,&lt;br /&gt;I hear them screaming.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming&lt;br /&gt;but soon I will clothe you in robes of my own.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus this hurts me more than you know&lt;br /&gt;But this dark hour I must do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Though I've heard your unbearable cry&lt;br /&gt;the power in your blood destroys all the lies,&lt;br /&gt;soon you'll see past their unmerciful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Look there below see the child&lt;br /&gt;trembling by her father's side.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can tell you why,&lt;br /&gt;she is why you must die.&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/10319522-8805157553084275013?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8805157553084275013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=8805157553084275013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8805157553084275013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/8805157553084275013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-nicole-nordeman-we-rode-into-town.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-1026790076705909222</id><published>2007-09-29T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:21:46.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifehouse Everything Skit</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_10371.jpg&amp;amp;flvPath=http://www.godtube.com/flvideo1/6/10371.flv" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="flv_demo" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="270" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lifehouse Everything Skit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Life has been as tough as this isn't it.. when obsessed with pursuing all such temporal 'happiness'(bgr, money, drinking, fame...etc) come with a terrible price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus is still there waiting... no matter how heartbroken he may be.. that one day you may see.. His face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The God who made the world and everything in it is the Lord of heaven and earth and does not live in temples built by hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-27536" class="sup"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he is not served by human hands, as if he needed anything, because he himself gives all men life and breath and everything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-27537" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live.God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-27539" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'For in him we live and move and have our being.' " Acts 17:24-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-1026790076705909222?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1026790076705909222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=1026790076705909222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1026790076705909222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/1026790076705909222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/09/lifehouse-everything-skit.html' title='Lifehouse Everything Skit'/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5072966008941306131</id><published>2007-09-25T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:51:37.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Autumn's</title><content type='html'>中秋节月圆人团圆。。。&lt;br /&gt;你在家吗？&lt;br /&gt;和家人一起吃月饼，喝茶，赏月吗？&lt;br /&gt;我在家，家人也在。。缺少了吃，喝，赏的传统。。&lt;br /&gt;没关系吧。。只要一家人在一起开开心心就可以了 ：）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道中秋节的来源吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly feel like finding out. Couldnt remember what I was taught in primary school haha.. I know why we eat mooncakes.. but I wonder why kids carry lanterns on this day.. That's also the reason why I decided to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminisce.. I remember when we were little, we carry our lanterns and walk around the neighbourhood.... we whine and cry for those electronic lanterns especially those that has music instead of those made of colourful glass paper or jus paper.. (rem those that need candles..?) Then we play with candles... destroying the whole neighbourhood landscape with all the wax remnants from the night before.. hee o those where the days. When I look down from my house today to the place where we would have fun, 我看见了小时候的踪影。。。好怀念哦。。&lt;br /&gt;有个朋友说过， 人为了张大而不玩，却也因为长大了所以不玩了。。是吗？&lt;br /&gt;sadly for kids these days... maybe due to the education system or our culture.. they indulge in computer games or hmm I dunno.. seems like these traditions and good funs are no longer kept. I dun hear the laughter I used to hear  anymore. Less of it those... less lanterns, less fireworks, no more candle lights... less.. or rather... few... gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good chat with my aunt last night over dinner.. he told me about how difficult it is to live with someone.. how difficult it was to live a life actually(i find)... looking at her life and coming back to think about what she said, I think its really a pity that she said there's no calling to pick up a religion or follow a God even though she knows someone this God is blessing her.. (well she's very exposed to Catholism and Christianity these days..)&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she's just not willing to give up the comfortable and self dominated life she's leading now and follow this God. She's exposed to so much... yet there's no calling? is that what God says men love darkness? Is this spiritual darkness so much so that man are totally blind towards the evil we have dwell in since the day we are born..? How scary is that when an obvious bright light is shining in your face and all you see is darkness... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my  life and think.. If my life becomes like my aunt's life... or anyone's life who graduates after uni, finds a job, get married, worry about money.. so works super hard to earn more, gets drunk, gets upset with work and kids(if ever there is), worry about parents' health...go on and on.. more often than not, it kinda comes back to nothing.. mundane stuff. It would be i guess.. without God.. to live this way. My life has been richer, filled not only with physical blessings, but more with an incredible relationship with Him.. what can be more rewarding than to know my life is exciting and yet at the same time safe.. now and even after I die. So life is not just for the now, the near future.. but for forever. Its simple yet complicated at the same time. Lovely and mysterious... hee :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. enough of my emo rattles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update to those(if there's any) who have been waiting for my next entry..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for disappearing for some time.. have been really busy with school work. Got 2 mid terms coming up right after my 1 wk break(which is now) so... this holiday is not exactly a break actually.. :) And den.. I'm CGL for ECF this year... dunno how things will turn out to be but I know as long as God is willing and leading, CF will grow to shine brightly and lead the lost souls back to Him.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, as for my work.. er.. im really lagging so hope that with this hols, I can catch up quickly on my work and memorise them! Im a life science student!! Content heavy content heavy~~ Pray that I'll concentrate on the things that I have to do.. cos I always kenna distracted heh.. and pray that I have strength and wisdom to handle my schoolwork and all other commitments well. Im no longer taking part in any coms or wadsoever.. just IVP, IHG and dance.. er still sound alot?? haha o well.. cos Im thinking I may not stay anymore next year... a little troublesome to be going back on weekends and stuff.. but.. hmm see how ba.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you're doing well there too~ :) take care..ciaos~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5072966008941306131?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5072966008941306131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5072966008941306131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5072966008941306131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5072966008941306131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/09/mid-autumns.html' title='Mid Autumn&apos;s'/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-2269610945054539891</id><published>2007-08-27T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:27:43.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like Jacob... many times..&lt;br /&gt;He robs his brother of his birthright and cheated his father for blessings rightfully for his brother.. Yet God still bless him and blessed the nations through him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For he says to Moses, "I will have mercy on whom I have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I have compassion."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=52&amp;chapter=9&amp;amp;verse=15&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Romans 9 :15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE this is called.. that the undeserving gets the gift.&lt;br /&gt;God's grace was upon all humans when he gave his Son on the cross, when the sun shines on us all everyday, when we breathe each moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Many people do all things to lay hands finally on what they want/desire regardless of their methods... despicable or what not.. Yet God loves these people anyway.. showing them grace and showing them the one way back to Him.. that one day these people, robbers, rapists, murderers, liars.. anyone to come back to Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til then.. may the world proclaim with Jacob that "the Lord will be my God"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too.. live upon the grace of my Lord God Almighty. Praise Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-2269610945054539891?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2269610945054539891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=2269610945054539891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2269610945054539891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/2269610945054539891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-like-jacob.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-379723668832243069</id><published>2007-08-08T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:43:07.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You taught me what it means to love God and what it means to love others today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Being Considerate towards others..even when I have to give up what I want badly in order to give them the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Continue to bless Your name even in down times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Then one of the scribes came, and having heard them reasoning together, perceiving that He had answered them well, asked Him, “Which is the first commandment of all?”    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" id="en-NKJV-24697" class="sup" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;esus answered him, “The first of all the commandments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;is:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt; ‘Hear, O Israel, the LORD our God, the LORD is one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt; And you shall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt; love the LORD your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; the first commandment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; And the second, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;it, is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt; ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; There is no other commandment greater than these.”"12 : 28- 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In this times that I have great difficulties accepting.. I ought to find Your sovereign hands upon them... Help me to submit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then again, Lord, you draw me back again into your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When these 2 greatest commandments are unfulfilled, that makes me the greatest sinner. And Jesus died for me.. So I cry holy.. worthy.. majesty, Far above all the earth.. You are my God, my Lord and King..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When will I ever learn to love my God, Lord and King wholeheartedly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-379723668832243069?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/379723668832243069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=379723668832243069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/379723668832243069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/379723668832243069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-taught-me-what-it-means-to-love-god.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-275960073646880489</id><published>2007-08-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:52:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had lunch with daniel and hannah yesterday afternoon in munchie monkey. I felt envious all the sudden seeing these two siblings bickering with each other.. cos I would never have a chance to do that. I may have bickered with brothers-in-christ before but it'll never be the same if this brother is blood bonded as well.. how nice would that be if i only i have a real brother who dines in the afternoon with me... *emo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O well.. I finally decided to make my way to Yishun to consult that dermatologist who successfully treated a friend's acne problem. Ok yea... like Uncle Victor said, I visited the doctor for vanity reason :X... hey! look at it this way, its a health problem too~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I spent 275 bucks on my 1st visit... treatment plus oral medicine plus facial wash.. come to think of it, its quite reasonable hur. This private clinic is like a mini polyclinic by itself I tell you.. there's counters 1-3 and specific 'nurses' taking care of specific things. The dermatologists come only at night and apparently many people visit them. I had to wait for almost an hour even when I reached there early... Can you imagine how long I've to wait if I went there late.. When I leave the clinic at about 8 i saw almost 10 odd patients in the clinic. 1 patient can take up to about 15 - 20 mins? no wonder their clinic has to stop attending to incoming patients at 930.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hopefully this whole clinical treatment will do justice to my face... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm I'm so tired these days.. why!!?? must be because there's a lack of exercise. Getting lazier.. I just wan to rest, stay in a corner and read a book. hmm.. must find a good book to read then :D okix gotta go... will share some ian hamilton's write up in my next entry~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-275960073646880489?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/275960073646880489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=275960073646880489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/275960073646880489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/275960073646880489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/had-lunch-with-daniel-and-hannah.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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-10319522.post-5717636940979440299</id><published>2007-08-01T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:35:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>爱上一个不该爱的人&lt;br /&gt;想念一个不该想念的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那是怎么样的滋味。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10319522-5717636940979440299?l=uponhisgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5717636940979440299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10319522&amp;postID=5717636940979440299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5717636940979440299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10319522/posts/default/5717636940979440299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponhisgrace.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>::tingyu::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14399006465896618581</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>
