<?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-19938064</id><updated>2011-11-25T21:40:07.710+08:00</updated><category term='QT'/><category term='Lab'/><category term='school'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Mugging'/><title type='text'>。。。倔强 。。。</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3302823338735426877</id><published>2008-04-24T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:24:46.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>alright.. i'm bored of blogspot liaos.. shifted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whit3fang.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3302823338735426877?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3302823338735426877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3302823338735426877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3302823338735426877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3302823338735426877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2008/04/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7314030840523732760</id><published>2008-04-16T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:08:53.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Human wildlife conflict</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/SAXqTtRU8LI/AAAAAAAAAyg/47Mpr790jKk/s1600-h/tiger+with+missing+paw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/SAXqTtRU8LI/AAAAAAAAAyg/47Mpr790jKk/s320/tiger+with+missing+paw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189811769905049778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since i last blogged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. FYP is over... working on a tropical conservation biology module case study now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking for pictures to show some effects of human wildlife conflict.. when i came across the picture above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picture was taken by a camera trap... the tiger was missing one of its front paw... people at WWF believe that it could be a result of the tiger chewing off its front paw in a desperate attempt to escape a snare trap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was angry.. and sad when i read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying about conservation this semester was really saddening and heart wrenching... to see the depravity and the selfishness of humanity.. and yes.. i don't exclude myself from it also... to read about the destruction that we have brought upon the earth... i feel sad and yet hopeless... i feel sad that we have so utterly destroyed all that God has entrusted to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everytime i think about all these... i look forward even more to Christ's second coming.. when He will expel all the evil in this world.. when His children will live together in harmony.. without pain.. without sorrow.. without tears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though people have questioned if there will be animals in heaven.. or maybe even the new earth.. i really hope that there will be.. and somehow i believe that there will be .. coz God declared all of them good.. when He first made us all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. for now... pls DO NOT buy animal skin products... really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;YOU DON'T NEED THOSE SKIN AND FUR.. BUT THE ANIMALS DO.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-7314030840523732760?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7314030840523732760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7314030840523732760&amp;isPopup=true' title='358 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7314030840523732760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7314030840523732760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2008/04/human-wildlife-conflict.html' title='Human wildlife conflict'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/SAXqTtRU8LI/AAAAAAAAAyg/47Mpr790jKk/s72-c/tiger+with+missing+paw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>358</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-4122677494597319651</id><published>2008-01-26T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:47:01.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas lightings 2007</title><content type='html'>was going through the archives.. saw the pics that i took for Dec 2005's Christmas.. and realised that i've yet to put up the pics for Dec 2007's x'mas lightings!!.. haha.. so here they are... must say that i was quite disappointed with the lightings this year.. really dull...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qqyeFbkZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hjTjMTEbIMc/s1600-h/P1060399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qqyeFbkZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hjTjMTEbIMc/s320/P1060399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159624107152347538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas tree outside of Plaza Singapura~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qqy-FbkaI/AAAAAAAAAxA/d9cfFs3VvFY/s1600-h/P1060400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qqy-FbkaI/AAAAAAAAAxA/d9cfFs3VvFY/s320/P1060400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159624115742282146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute teddy bear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp9eFbkUI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/IX979rlGtQU/s1600-h/P1060402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp9eFbkUI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/IX979rlGtQU/s320/P1060402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159623196619280706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the three with the mission to capture x'mas lightings... wei ye.. hui lin + me~ =)&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://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp9uFbkVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7ZDne3DHWvI/s1600-h/P1060404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp9uFbkVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7ZDne3DHWvI/s320/P1060404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159623200914248018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice lights on the inside of PS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp-OFbkXI/AAAAAAAAAwo/k3dUoFVmShc/s1600-h/P1060418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp-OFbkXI/AAAAAAAAAwo/k3dUoFVmShc/s320/P1060418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159623209504182642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice snowflakes along orchard road.. i know i need a new cam and better skills... bleaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp-eFbkYI/AAAAAAAAAww/OPQkUhzvV4w/s1600-h/P1060421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qp-eFbkYI/AAAAAAAAAww/OPQkUhzvV4w/s320/P1060421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159623213799149954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;decorations inside Centrepoint... very dull... very boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpMeFbkPI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PcjH9f439kM/s1600-h/P1060424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpMeFbkPI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PcjH9f439kM/s320/P1060424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159622354805690610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;somewhere near heerens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpMuFbkQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/VZQemvWpLIo/s1600-h/P1060427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpMuFbkQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/VZQemvWpLIo/s320/P1060427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159622359100657922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trying to make my pictures look more interesting.. hahaha... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpM-FbkRI/AAAAAAAAAv4/UVjHwpt5G5c/s1600-h/P1060430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpM-FbkRI/AAAAAAAAAv4/UVjHwpt5G5c/s320/P1060430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159622363395625234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice geese~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpNeFbkSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/v7jKsoPh38w/s1600-h/P1060432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpNeFbkSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/v7jKsoPh38w/s320/P1060432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159622371985559842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;geese with toy soldier~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpOOFbkTI/AAAAAAAAAwI/TkXmNkhUAr4/s1600-h/P1060433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qpOOFbkTI/AAAAAAAAAwI/TkXmNkhUAr4/s320/P1060433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159622384870461746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_eFbkKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/I5-FrIj-xxg/s1600-h/P1060436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_eFbkKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/I5-FrIj-xxg/s320/P1060436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159621031955763362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice teddy bears on display at taka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_uFbkLI/AAAAAAAAAvI/QvfvNgcZJ1g/s1600-h/P1060437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_uFbkLI/AAAAAAAAAvI/QvfvNgcZJ1g/s320/P1060437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159621036250730674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the huge Christmas tree inside ngee ann city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_uFbkMI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/dPjWfX6xaCA/s1600-h/P1060441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_uFbkMI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/dPjWfX6xaCA/s320/P1060441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159621036250730690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_-FbkNI/AAAAAAAAAvY/1t6rHXMgnQ0/s1600-h/P1060443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qn_-FbkNI/AAAAAAAAAvY/1t6rHXMgnQ0/s320/P1060443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159621040545698002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ballerina outside wheelock... looks quite out of place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qoAOFbkOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gqYGEJ_zSUo/s1600-h/P1060445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qoAOFbkOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gqYGEJ_zSUo/s320/P1060445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159621044840665314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty lights inside wheelock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qm_OFbkFI/AAAAAAAAAuY/g-RAr-iCwDI/s1600-h/P1060446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qm_OFbkFI/AAAAAAAAAuY/g-RAr-iCwDI/s320/P1060446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159619928149168210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qm_eFbkGI/AAAAAAAAAug/5Xu9Awn86Q0/s1600-h/P1060447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qm_eFbkGI/AAAAAAAAAug/5Xu9Awn86Q0/s320/P1060447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159619932444135522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;somewhere near tanglin mall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qm_-FbkHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/zR5txdUkxrQ/s1600-h/P1060448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qm_-FbkHI/AAAAAAAAAuo/zR5txdUkxrQ/s320/P1060448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159619941034070130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this has nothing to do with xmas.. haha.. it's just some fountain outside a hotel which i tot was quite interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qnAOFbkII/AAAAAAAAAuw/7XP7_raHslU/s1600-h/P1060450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qnAOFbkII/AAAAAAAAAuw/7XP7_raHslU/s320/P1060450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159619945329037442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the decor at tanglin mall.. too bad we went after xmas.. didn't catch it when it was covered in foam.... heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qnAOFbkJI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Hr469RZkoVw/s1600-h/P1060453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qnAOFbkJI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Hr469RZkoVw/s320/P1060453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159619945329037458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. not bad.. we walked from PS all the way to tanglin mall.. and back to orchard mrt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the lightings are really quite bad... i miss the xmas decor in sydneY! very very very interesting... bleaPs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-4122677494597319651?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/4122677494597319651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=4122677494597319651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4122677494597319651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4122677494597319651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2008/01/xmas-lightings-2007.html' title='Xmas lightings 2007'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R5qqyeFbkZI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hjTjMTEbIMc/s72-c/P1060399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3237776451149655031</id><published>2008-01-22T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T07:58:14.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Goal of God's love may not be what you think it is  - John Piper</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;" a rather long article by John Piper.. do take some time to read it... rather thought provoking... =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;Do people go to the Grand Canyon to increase their self-esteem? Probably not. This is, at least, a hint that the deepest joys in life come not from savoring the self, but from seeing splendor. And in the end even the Grand Canyon will not do. We were made to enjoy God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;We are all bent to believe that we are central in the universe. How shall we be cured of this joy-destroying disease? Perhaps by hearing afresh how radically God-centered reality is according to the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;Both the Old and New Testament tell us that God's loving us is a means to our glorifying him. "Christ became a servant ... in order that the nations might glorify God for his mercy" (Romans 15:8-9). God has been merciful to us so that we would magnify him. We see it again in the words, "In love [God] destined us to adoption ... to the praise of the glory of His grace" (Ephesians 1:4-6). In other words, the goal of God's loving us is that we might praise him. One more illustration from Psalm 86:12-13: "I will glorify your name forever. For your lovingkindness toward me is great." God's love is the ground. His glory is the goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;This is shocking. The love of God is not God's making much of us, but God's saving us from self-centeredness so that we can enjoy making much of him forever. And our love to others is not our making much of them, but helping them to find satisfaction in making much of God. True love aims at satisfying people in the glory of God. Any love that terminates on man is eventually destructive. It does not lead people to the only lasting joy, namely, God. Love must be God-centered, or it is not true love; it leaves people without their final hope of joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;Take the cross of Christ, for example. The death of Jesus Christ is the ultimate expression of divine love: "God demonstrates his own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us" (Romans 5:8). Yet the Bible also says that the aim of the death of Christ was "to demonstrate righteousness, because in the forbearance of God he passed over the sins previously committed" (Romans 3:25). Passing over sins creates a huge problem for the righteousness of God. It makes him look like a judge who lets criminals go free without punishment. In other words, the mercy of God puts the justice of God in jeopardy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;So to vindicate his justice he does the unthinkable - he puts his Son to death as the substitute penalty for our sins. The cross makes it plain to everyone that God does not sweep evil under the rug of the universe. He punishes it in Jesus for those who believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;But notice that this ultimately loving act has at the center of it the vindication of the righteousness of God. Good Friday love is God-glorifying love. God exalts God at the cross. If he didn't, he could not be just and rescue us from sin. But it is a mistake to say, "Well, if the aim was to rescue us, then we were the ultimate goal of the cross." No, we were rescued from sin in order that we might see and savor the glory of God. This is the ultimately loving aim of Christ's death. He did not die to make much of us, but to free us to enjoy making much of God forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;It is profoundly wrong to turn the cross into a proof that self-esteem is the root of mental health. If I stand before the love of God and do not feel a healthy, satisfying, freeing joy unless I turn that love into an echo of my self-esteem, then I am like a man who stands before the Grand Canyon and feels no satisfying wonder until he translates the canyon into a case for his own significance. That is not the presence of mental health, but bondage to self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;The cure for this bondage is to see that God is the one being in the universe for whom self-exaltation is the most loving act. In exalting himself - Grand Canyon-like - he gets the glory and we get the joy. The greatest news in all the world is that there is no final conflict between my passion for joy and God's passion for his glory. The knot that ties these together is the truth that God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in him. Jesus Christ died and rose again to forgive the treason of our souls, which have turned from savoring God to savoring self. In the cross of Christ, God rescues us from the house of mirrors and leads us out to the mountains and canyons of his majesty. Nothing satisfies us - or magnifies him - more.&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/19938064-3237776451149655031?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3237776451149655031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3237776451149655031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3237776451149655031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3237776451149655031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2008/01/goal-of-gods-love-may-not-be-what-you.html' title='The Goal of God&apos;s love may not be what you think it is  - John Piper'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-4194600250856987838</id><published>2008-01-05T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T10:23:29.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Immanuel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Immanuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King walked over and reached for the book. He turned it toward Lucifer and commanded, "Come, Deceiver, read the name of the One who will call your bluff. Read the name of the One who will storm your gates."  &lt;p&gt;Satan rose slowly off his haunches. Like a wary wolf, he walked a wide circle toward the desk until he stood before the volume and read the word:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Immanuel?" he muttered to himself, then spoke in a tone of disbelief. "God with us?" For the first time the hooded head turned squarely toward the face of the Father. "No. Not even You would do that. Not even You would go so far."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"You've never believed me, Satan."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"But Immanuel? The plan is bizarre! You don't know what it's like on Earth! You don't know how dark I've made it. It's putrid. It's evil. It's..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"IT IS MINE," proclaimed the King. "AND I WILL RECLAIM WHAT IS MINE. I WILL BECOME FLESH. I WILL FEEL WHAT MY CREATURES FEEL. I WILL SEE WHAT THEY SEE."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"But what of their sin?"&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;&amp;quot;I will bring mercy.&amp;quot;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;&amp;quot;What of their death?&amp;quot;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;&amp;quot;I will give life.&amp;quot;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;Satan stood speechless. \u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;God spoke, &amp;quot;I love my children. Love does not take away the beloved&amp;#39;s freedom. But love takes away fear. And Immanuel will leave behind a tribe of fearless children. They will not fear you or your hell.&amp;quot;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;Satan stepped back at the thought. His retort was childish. &amp;quot;Th-th-they will too!&amp;quot;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;&amp;quot;I will take away all sin. I will take away death. Without sin and without death, you have no power.&amp;quot;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;Around and around in a circle Satan paced, clenching and unclenching his wiry fingers. When he finally stopped, he asked a question that even I was thinking. &amp;quot;Why? Why would You do this?&amp;quot;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\u003cp\&gt;The Father&amp;#39;s voice was deep and soft. &amp;quot;Because I love them.&amp;quot;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.maxlucado.net/shopping6.00/shopexd.asp?id\u003d24988\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;\u003cimg height\u003d\"125\" alt\u003d\"The Great House of God\" hspace\u003d\"8\" width\u003d\"88\" align\u003d\"left\" vspace\u003d\"2\" border\u003d\"0\"\&gt;\u003c/a\&gt;From \u003ca href\u003d\"http://www.maxlucado.net/shopping6.00/shopexd.asp?id\u003d24988\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;An Angel&amp;#39;s Story \u003c/a\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;(originally published as Cosmic Christmas) \u003cbr\&gt;Copyright (Thomas Nelson Publishers, 2002, 2004) Max Lucado\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;Read \u003ca href\u003d\"http://maxlucado.com/pdf/angel.story.afterward.pdf\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;Max&amp;#39;s afterward from An Angel&amp;#39;s Story\u003c/a\&gt;, about his fictionalized account of the nativity story. \u003cbr\&gt;\u003c/p\&gt;\n\n    \u003c/p\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\u003c/div\&gt;\n\n\n\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\u003c/td\&gt;\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\u003c/tr\&gt;\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\u003c/table\&gt;\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\u003c/td\&gt;\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\u003ctd bgcolor\u003d\"#e6e6e6\" width\u003d\"165\" style\u003d\"border-left:solid 1px #CCCCCC\"\&gt;\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\u003ctable border\u003d\"0\" cellpadding\u003d\"13\" cellspacing\u003d\"0\"\&gt;\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\u003ctr valign\u003d\"top\"\&gt;\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\u003ctd\&gt;\u003ca href\u003d\"http://crosswalkmail.com/Forward.do?a\u003dmain&amp;amp;m\u003dauryyk&amp;amp;r\u003dkjmsmvvx\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I will bring mercy."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"What of their death?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I will give life."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Satan stood speechless. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God spoke, "I love my children. Love does not take away the beloved's freedom. But love takes away fear. And Immanuel will leave behind a tribe of fearless children. They will not fear you or your hell."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Satan stepped back at the thought. His retort was childish. "Th-th-they will too!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I will take away all sin. I will take away death. Without sin and without death, you have no power."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Around and around in a circle Satan paced, clenching and unclenching his wiry fingers. When he finally stopped, he asked a question that even I was thinking. "Why? Why would You do this?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Father's voice was deep and soft. "Because I love them."&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/19938064-4194600250856987838?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/4194600250856987838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=4194600250856987838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4194600250856987838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4194600250856987838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2008/01/immanuel.html' title='Immanuel'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1511951462587867460</id><published>2007-12-25T08:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T08:42:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R3BRozvmIvI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WqDKInHu_0U/s1600-h/ch851225.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 114px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R3BRozvmIvI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WqDKInHu_0U/s320/ch851225.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147704135610934002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love calvin and hobbes simply for their friendship... reallie reallie sweet.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-1511951462587867460?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1511951462587867460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1511951462587867460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1511951462587867460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1511951462587867460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R3BRozvmIvI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WqDKInHu_0U/s72-c/ch851225.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1856067209970076942</id><published>2007-12-21T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T22:10:44.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>the other day i was just telling Pei Xin that i'm very weird when it comes to blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while most people stop blogging during exams.. i had the most number of blog entries during exam period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while most people blog alot alot after exams... i stopped blogging.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. dun have much photos these days... just my hermit crabs.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFJzvmIrI/AAAAAAAAAtw/w_hFyecV-lA/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFJzvmIrI/AAAAAAAAAtw/w_hFyecV-lA/s320/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146423771500257970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is tiny.. died liaos.. apparently she may be an aquatic hermit crab.. so didn't survive in the lab.. and yup.. this is how a hermit crab looks like without her shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFKTvmIsI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kXnu4Jb-Tio/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFKTvmIsI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kXnu4Jb-Tio/s320/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146423780090192578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is weeny! the spider hermit crab.. she can scale walls! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFKjvmItI/AAAAAAAAAuA/KJO1bvSwsvg/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFKjvmItI/AAAAAAAAAuA/KJO1bvSwsvg/s320/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146423784385159890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meshach XY* laid some eggs on 5 Dec... put them in the seawater from marine aquarium.. and some of them hatched.. these are the hatchlings.. but they're all dead.. weren't moving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFKzvmIuI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VfT5X4fySR4/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFKzvmIuI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VfT5X4fySR4/s320/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146423788680127202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these are the eggs.... all released to the sea liaos... hopefully some of them survives.. bleahs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-1856067209970076942?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1856067209970076942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1856067209970076942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1856067209970076942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1856067209970076942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/12/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R2vFJzvmIrI/AAAAAAAAAtw/w_hFyecV-lA/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3771380585315514990</id><published>2007-12-01T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T09:31:03.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans are selfish</title><content type='html'>"Humans are very selfish" - this thought has been running through my mind for quite some time now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what sparked it off were those moments when i sat in front of the TV and saw the various commercials that flashed across the screen... the news from around the world etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stark contrast between people in developing countries struggling to earn enough money to fill their stomachs... to have a roof over their heads... and the millions of dollars spent by people in the developed nations for commodities such as clothes, having warm toilet seats, exotic cuisine etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why can't money spent on such mundane stuffs be channeled to help those who are starving, dying from diseases?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask this question often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't say that i'm not selfish.. i'm guilty of such luxuries too... and i struggle with how i can help out.. and even the insignificance of the little help that i can offer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. studying for marine bio exam... currently on the topic of human impact on the ocean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this paragraph almost brought tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The birds were not actually poisoned, but the high concentrations of chlorinated hydrocarbons in their body fat interfered with reproduction, specifically with the deposition of calcium in their eggshells. The eggshell became so thin that they broke during incubation before chicks became fully developed... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Female pelicans sat on broken eggs&lt;/span&gt; ..." (Castro and Huber, 2007, Marine Biology, McGraw Hill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in animal reproduction and development, i was taught that animals invest alot of their energy into reproduction, especially the females. Imagine the confusion and sadness of the female pelican when she realised that the effort and resources that she had put in for the production of this one egg has failed due to the fragility of the eggshell.... it isn't her fault... it is ours.. it is due to the amounts of harmful chemicals that we've released that has led to uncountable tragedies in the animal kingdom...&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://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C3wOSc9-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/rqIYp-sfjrc/s1600-R/Presentation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C3wOSc9-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/GxZobE6q7ls/s320/Presentation1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138809213926832098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is a California sea lion that is being slowly strangled by a nylon fishing line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little convenience that technology and discoveries have brought into our lives can sometimes be harmful to the unsuspecting and innocent animals of this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;let's stop being selfish... let's attempt to make a small difference? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time u wanna throw a plastic bottle into the waste bin.. why not look around for a recycling bin first? the next time u wanna throw those lecture notes into the dustbin.. why not recycle it? and don't accept that plastic bag from the cashier when u can put those items u've just bought, into your bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;too much damage has been done already.. but take small steps to make a difference.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SEOKPI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3771380585315514990?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3771380585315514990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3771380585315514990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3771380585315514990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3771380585315514990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/12/humans-are-selfish.html' title='Humans are selfish'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C3wOSc9-I/AAAAAAAAAtc/GxZobE6q7ls/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-8190307538281633102</id><published>2007-11-21T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:31:09.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lab'/><title type='text'>Hermit Crabs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrvwhKYWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DyoL47tabis/s1600-h/PIC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrvwhKYWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DyoL47tabis/s320/PIC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135207205842870626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Nephilim! the purple hermit crab! :) he/she was quite shy and stressed on the first day in spider lab... but.. after making friends with Shadrach (another hermit crab).. he became more active and often peek out from his shell to explore the world (spider lab) ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrwghKYXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/avdqN7Axk-I/s1600-h/PIC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrwghKYXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/avdqN7Axk-I/s320/PIC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135207218727772530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is pei xin's fave.. but doesn't belong to us... mossy.. belongs to Matthew.. from Sodhi's lab.. haha.. pei xin wanna exchange tiny for mossy.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrxAhKYYI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZDp71NKj1-o/s1600-h/PIC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrxAhKYYI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZDp71NKj1-o/s320/PIC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135207227317707138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nephilim, Shadrach and Mossy in the tank... plotting to escape... trying to look innocent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrxghKYZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/TB-0xRU4L78/s1600-h/PIC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrxghKYZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/TB-0xRU4L78/s320/PIC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135207235907641746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CAUGHT IN THE ACT!&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/19938064-8190307538281633102?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/8190307538281633102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=8190307538281633102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8190307538281633102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8190307538281633102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/hermit-crabs.html' title='Hermit Crabs'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R0PrvwhKYWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DyoL47tabis/s72-c/PIC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-5965090365843994663</id><published>2007-11-21T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T10:39:38.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Don't leave it on the desk</title><content type='html'>'DON'T  LEAVE IT ON THE DESK'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson,  a studious&lt;br /&gt;man who taught at a small college in the western United  States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson  taught the required survey course in Christianity at this&lt;br /&gt;particular  institution.  Every student  was required to take this course their&lt;br /&gt;freshman year, regardless of his  or her major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate  the essence of the&lt;br /&gt;gospel in his class, he found that most of his  students looked upon the&lt;br /&gt;course as nothing but required  drudgery.  Despite his best  efforts, most&lt;br /&gt;students refused to take Christianity seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named  Steve.  Steve was&lt;br /&gt;only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto  seminary for&lt;br /&gt;the ministry.  Steve was  popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing&lt;br /&gt;physical  specimen.  He was now the  starting center on the school football&lt;br /&gt;team, and was the best student  in the professor's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to  stay after class so he could talk&lt;br /&gt;with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How many push-ups  can you do?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve said, 'I do about 200 every night.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'200? That's pretty good, Steve,' Dr. Christianson said. 'Do you  think you&lt;br /&gt;could do 300?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve replied, 'I don't know.... I've  never done 300 at a time.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do you think you could?' again asked  Dr. Christianson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Well, I can try,\' said Steve.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Can you  do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you\u003cbr /\&gt;to  do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to  work.  Can you do it? I\u003cbr /\&gt;need you to tell me you can do it,\' said the professor.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve  said, \'Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr.  Christianson said, \'Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me\u003cbr /\&gt;explain what I have in mind.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Friday came and Steve got to  class early and sat in the front of the room.\u003cbr /\&gt;When class started, the  professor pulled out a big box of donuts.  No, these\u003cbr /\&gt;weren\'t the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG  kind, with\u003cbr /\&gt;cream centers and frosting swirls.  Everyone was  pretty excited it was\u003cbr /\&gt;Friday, the last class of the day, and they were  going to get an early start\u003cbr /\&gt;on the weekend with a party in Dr.  Christianson\'s class.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in  the first row and asked,\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Cynthia, do you want to have one of these  donuts?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Cynthia said, \'Yes.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson then turned  to Steve and asked, \'Steve, would you do ten\u003cbr /\&gt;push-ups so that Cynthia  can have a donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Sure!\' Steve jumped down from his desk to do a  quick ten.  Then Steve again\u003cbr /\&gt;sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson  put a donut on Cynthia\'s desk.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson then went to Joe,  the next person, and asked, \'Joe, do you\u003cbr /\&gt;want a donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Joe  said, \'Yes.\'  Dr. Christianson  asked, \'Steve would you do ten push-ups so\u003cbr /\&gt;Joe can have a donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut.  And so it went,  down the first\u003cbr /\&gt;aisle, Steve did ten push-ups for every person before  they got their donut.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Walking down the second aisle, Dr.  Christianson came to Scott.  Scott was on\u003cbr /\&gt;the basketball team, and in as good condition as  Steve.  He was very  popular\u003cbr /\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, I can try,' said Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Can you  do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you&lt;br /&gt;to  do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to  work.  Can you do it? I&lt;br /&gt;need you to tell me you can do it,' said the professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve  said, 'Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.  Christianson said, 'Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me&lt;br /&gt;explain what I have in mind.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came and Steve got to  class early and sat in the front of the room.&lt;br /&gt;When class started, the  professor pulled out a big box of donuts.  No, these&lt;br /&gt;weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG  kind, with&lt;br /&gt;cream centers and frosting swirls.  Everyone was  pretty excited it was&lt;br /&gt;Friday, the last class of the day, and they were  going to get an early start&lt;br /&gt;on the weekend with a party in Dr.  Christianson's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in  the first row and asked,&lt;br /&gt;'Cynthia, do you want to have one of these  donuts?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia said, 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson then turned  to Steve and asked, 'Steve, would you do ten&lt;br /&gt;push-ups so that Cynthia  can have a donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure!' Steve jumped down from his desk to do a  quick ten.  Then Steve again&lt;br /&gt;sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson  put a donut on Cynthia's desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson then went to Joe,  the next person, and asked, 'Joe, do you&lt;br /&gt;want a donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe  said, 'Yes.'  Dr. Christianson  asked, 'Steve would you do ten push-ups so&lt;br /&gt;Joe can have a donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut.  And so it went,  down the first&lt;br /&gt;aisle, Steve did ten push-ups for every person before  they got their donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the second aisle, Dr.  Christianson came to Scott.  Scott was on&lt;br /&gt;the basketball team, and in as good condition as  Steve.  He was very  popular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","and never lacking for female companionship.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;When the  professor asked, \'Scott do you want a donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Scott\'s reply was,  \'Well, can I do my own push-ups?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson said, \'No,  Steve has to do them.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Then Scott said, \'Well, I don\'t want one  then.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and  asked, \'Steve, would\u003cbr /\&gt;you do ten push-u ps so Scott can have a donut he  doesn\'t want?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten  push-ups.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Scott said, \'HEY! I said I didn\'t want one!\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr.  Christianson said, \'Look!, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and\u003cbr /\&gt;these are my donuts.  Just leave it on  the desk if you don\'t want it.\'  And\u003cbr /\&gt;he put a  donut on Scott\'s desk.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow  down a little.  He just stayed  on\u003cbr /\&gt;the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be  getting up and\u003cbr /\&gt;down.  You could start  to see a little perspiration coming out around his\u003cbr /\&gt;brow.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr.  Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning\u003cbr /\&gt;to get a little angry.  Dr. Christianson  asked Jenny, \'Jenny, do you want a\u003cbr /\&gt;donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Sternly, Jenny  said, \'No.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, \'Steve, would you  do ten more push-ups so\u003cbr /\&gt;Jenny can have a donut that she doesn\'t want?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;By now, a growing  sense of uneasiness filled the room.  The students  were\u003cbr /\&gt;beginning to say, \'No!\' and there were all these uneaten donuts  on the\u003cbr /\&gt;desks.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve also had to really put forth a lot of  extra effort to get these\u003cbr /\&gt;push-ups done for each  donut.  There began to  be a small pool of sweat on the\u003cbr /\&gt;floor beneath his face, his arms and  brow were beginning to get red because\u003cbr /\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;and never lacking for female companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the  professor asked, 'Scott do you want a donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott's reply was,  'Well, can I do my own push-ups?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson said, 'No,  Steve has to do them.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Scott said, 'Well, I don't want one  then.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and  asked, 'Steve, would&lt;br /&gt;you do ten push-u ps so Scott can have a donut he  doesn't want?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten  push-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott said, 'HEY! I said I didn't want one!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.  Christianson said, 'Look!, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and&lt;br /&gt;these are my donuts.  Just leave it on  the desk if you don't want it.'  And&lt;br /&gt;he put a  donut on Scott's desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow  down a little.  He just stayed  on&lt;br /&gt;the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be  getting up and&lt;br /&gt;down.  You could start  to see a little perspiration coming out around his&lt;br /&gt;brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.  Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning&lt;br /&gt;to get a little angry.  Dr. Christianson  asked Jenny, 'Jenny, do you want a&lt;br /&gt;donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sternly, Jenny  said, 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, 'Steve, would you  do ten more push-ups so&lt;br /&gt;Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, a growing  sense of uneasiness filled the room.  The students  were&lt;br /&gt;beginning to say, 'No!' and there were all these uneaten donuts  on the&lt;br /&gt;desks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve also had to really put forth a lot of  extra effort to get these&lt;br /&gt;push-ups done for each  donut.  There began to  be a small pool of sweat on the&lt;br /&gt;floor beneath his face, his arms and  brow were beginning to get red because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","of the physical effort  involved.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal  unbeliever in the\u003cbr /\&gt;class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure  he did the full ten\u003cbr /\&gt;push-ups in a set because he couldn\'t bear to  watch all of Steve\'s work for\u003cbr /\&gt;all of those uneaten  donuts.  He sent Robert  over to where Steve was so\u003cbr /\&gt;Robert could count the set and watch Steve  closely.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson started down the fourth  row.  During his  class, however,\u003cbr /\&gt;some students from other classes had wandered in and  sat down on the steps\u003cbr /\&gt;along the radiators that ran down the sides of  the room.  When the  professor\u003cbr /\&gt;realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there  were 34 students\u003cbr /\&gt;in the room.  He started to  worry if Steve would be able to make it.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson went on  to the next person and the next and the next. Near\u003cbr /\&gt;the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough  time.  He was taking a\u003cbr /\&gt;lot more time to complete each set.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve asked Dr.  Christianson, \'Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr.  Christianson thought for a moment, \'Well, they\'re your  push-ups.  You are\u003cbr /\&gt;in  charge now. You can do them  any way that you want.\'  And Dr.  Christianson\u003cbr /\&gt;went on.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;A few moments later, Jason, a recent  transfer student, came to the room and\u003cbr /\&gt;was about to come in when all  the students yelled in one voice, \'NO! Don\'t\u003cbr /\&gt;come in! Stay out!\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Jason didn\'t know what was going on.  Steve picked up  his head and said, \'No,\u003cbr /\&gt;let him come.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Professor Christi anson  said, \'You realize that if Jason comes in you will\u003cbr /\&gt;have to do ten  push-ups for him?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve said, \'Yes, let him come  in.  Give him a  donut.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson said, \'Okay, Steve, I\'ll let you get  Jason\'s out of the way\u003cbr /\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;of the physical effort  involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal  unbeliever in the&lt;br /&gt;class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure  he did the full ten&lt;br /&gt;push-ups in a set because he couldn't bear to  watch all of Steve's work for&lt;br /&gt;all of those uneaten  donuts.  He sent Robert  over to where Steve was so&lt;br /&gt;Robert could count the set and watch Steve  closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson started down the fourth  row.  During his  class, however,&lt;br /&gt;some students from other classes had wandered in and  sat down on the steps&lt;br /&gt;along the radiators that ran down the sides of  the room.  When the  professor&lt;br /&gt;realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there  were 34 students&lt;br /&gt;in the room.  He started to  worry if Steve would be able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson went on  to the next person and the next and the next. Near&lt;br /&gt;the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough  time.  He was taking a&lt;br /&gt;lot more time to complete each set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve asked Dr.  Christianson, 'Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.  Christianson thought for a moment, 'Well, they're your  push-ups.  You are&lt;br /&gt;in  charge now. You can do them  any way that you want.'  And Dr.  Christianson&lt;br /&gt;went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later, Jason, a recent  transfer student, came to the room and&lt;br /&gt;was about to come in when all  the students yelled in one voice, 'NO! Don't&lt;br /&gt;come in! Stay out!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason didn't know what was going on.  Steve picked up  his head and said, 'No,&lt;br /&gt;let him come.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Christi anson  said, 'You realize that if Jason comes in you will&lt;br /&gt;have to do ten  push-ups for him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve said, 'Yes, let him come  in.  Give him a  donut.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson said, 'Okay, Steve, I'll let you get  Jason's out of the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","right now. Jason, do you want a donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going  on.  \'Yes,\' he said,  \'give\u003cbr /\&gt;me a donut.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that  Jason can have a donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve did ten push-ups very slowly and  with great effort. Jason, bewildered,\u003cbr /\&gt;was handed a donut and sat down.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those  visitors\u003cbr /\&gt;seated by the heaters.  Steve\'s arms  were now shaking with each push-up in a\u003cbr /\&gt;struggle to lift himself  against the force of gravity.  By this time  sweat\u003cbr /\&gt;was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound  except his heavy\u003cbr /\&gt;breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;The very last two students in the room were two young women, both\u003cbr /\&gt;cheerleaders, and very popular.  Dr. Christianson  went to Linda, the second\u003cbr /\&gt;to last, and asked, \'Linda, do you want a  doughnut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Linda said, very sadly, \'No, thank you.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Professor Christianson quietly asked, \'Steve, would you do ten  push-ups so\u003cbr /\&gt;that Linda can have a donut she doesn\'t want?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow push-ups for  Linda.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl,  Susan.  \'Susan, do you  want a\u003cbr /\&gt;donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began  to cry.  \'Dr.  Christianson,\u003cbr /\&gt;why can\'t I help him?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr Christianson, with  tears of his own, said, \'No, Steve has to do it\u003cbr /\&gt;alone; I have given  him this task and he is in charge of seeing that\u003cbr /\&gt;everyone has an  opportunity for a donut whether they want it or  not.  When I\u003cbr /\&gt;decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade  book.\u003cbr /\&gt;Steve here is the only student with a perfec t  grade.  Everyone else  has\u003cbr /\&gt;failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior  work.  Steve told me\u003cbr /\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;right now. Jason, do you want a donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going  on.  'Yes,' he said,  'give&lt;br /&gt;me a donut.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that  Jason can have a donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve did ten push-ups very slowly and  with great effort. Jason, bewildered,&lt;br /&gt;was handed a donut and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those  visitors&lt;br /&gt;seated by the heaters.  Steve's arms  were now shaking with each push-up in a&lt;br /&gt;struggle to lift himself  against the force of gravity.  By this time  sweat&lt;br /&gt;was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound  except his heavy&lt;br /&gt;breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very last two students in the room were two young women, both&lt;br /&gt;cheerleaders, and very popular.  Dr. Christianson  went to Linda, the second&lt;br /&gt;to last, and asked, 'Linda, do you want a  doughnut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda said, very sadly, 'No, thank you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Christianson quietly asked, 'Steve, would you do ten  push-ups so&lt;br /&gt;that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow push-ups for  Linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl,  Susan.  'Susan, do you  want a&lt;br /&gt;donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began  to cry.  'Dr.  Christianson,&lt;br /&gt;why can't I help him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Christianson, with  tears of his own, said, 'No, Steve has to do it&lt;br /&gt;alone; I have given  him this task and he is in charge of seeing that&lt;br /&gt;everyone has an  opportunity for a donut whether they want it or  not.  When I&lt;br /&gt;decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade  book.&lt;br /&gt;Steve here is the only student with a perfec t  grade.  Everyone else  has&lt;br /&gt;failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior  work.  Steve told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do  push-ups. I\u003cbr /\&gt;told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless  he paid the price\u003cbr /\&gt;by doing your push ups.  He and I made a  deal for your sakes.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan  can have a donut?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;As Steve very slowly finished his last push-up,  with the understanding that\u003cbr /\&gt;he had accomplished all that was required  of him, having done 350 push-ups,\u003cbr /\&gt;his arms buckled beneath him and he  fell to the floor.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said,  \'And so it was, that our\u003cbr /\&gt;Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to  the Father, \'Into thy hands I\u003cbr /\&gt;commend my  spirit.\'  With the  understanding that He had done everything that\u003cbr /\&gt;was required of Him, He  yielded up His life.  And like some of  those in this\u003cbr /\&gt;room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten. \'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat,  physically\u003cbr /\&gt;exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Well done,  good and faithful servant,\' said the professor, adding, \'Not all\u003cbr /\&gt;sermons are preached in words.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Turning to his class, the  professor said, \'My wish is that you might\u003cbr /\&gt;understand and fully  comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have\u003cbr /\&gt;been given to  you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.\u003cbr /\&gt;He  spared not only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the\u003cbr /\&gt;whole Church, now and forever.  Whether or not  we choose to accept His gift\u003cbr /\&gt;to us, the price has been paid.\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;\'Wouldn\'t you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the  desk?\'\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;Share this with someone. It\'s bound to touch their heart  and demonstrate\u003cbr /\&gt;Salvation in a very special way.\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003cbr /\&gt;______________________________\u003cwbr /\&gt;__\u003cbr /\&gt;Express yourself with the latest Windows Live Messenger! Get it free\u003cbr /\&gt;today! Windows Live Messenger\u003cbr /\&gt;______________________________\u003cwbr /\&gt;__\u003cbr /\&gt;Get your free suite of Windows Live services! Windows Live\u003cbr /\&gt;______________________________\u003cwbr /\&gt;__\u003cbr /\&gt;Edit your photos like a pro with Photo Gallery. Windows Live\u003cbr /\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;",0] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do  push-ups. I&lt;br /&gt;told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless  he paid the price&lt;br /&gt;by doing your push ups.  He and I made a  deal for your sakes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan  can have a donut?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Steve very slowly finished his last push-up,  with the understanding that&lt;br /&gt;he had accomplished all that was required  of him, having done 350 push-ups,&lt;br /&gt;his arms buckled beneath him and he  fell to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said,  'And so it was, that our&lt;br /&gt;Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to  the Father, 'Into thy hands I&lt;br /&gt;commend my  spirit.'  With the  understanding that He had done everything that&lt;br /&gt;was required of Him, He  yielded up His life.  And like some of  those in this&lt;br /&gt;room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat,  physically&lt;br /&gt;exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well done,  good and faithful servant,' said the professor, adding, 'Not all&lt;br /&gt;sermons are preached in words.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning to his class, the  professor said, 'My wish is that you might&lt;br /&gt;understand and fully  comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have&lt;br /&gt;been given to  you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;He  spared not only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the&lt;br /&gt;whole Church, now and forever.  Whether or not  we choose to accept His gift&lt;br /&gt;to us, the price has been paid.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the  desk?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share this with someone. It's bound to touch their heart  and demonstrate&lt;br /&gt;Salvation in a very special way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-5965090365843994663?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/5965090365843994663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=5965090365843994663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5965090365843994663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5965090365843994663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-leave-it-on-desk.html' title='Don&apos;t leave it on the desk'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3506209282136887220</id><published>2007-11-20T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:57:48.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QT'/><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Revelation 21:1-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The i saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth has passed away, and the sea was no more. And i saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be His people, and God Himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning or crying nor pain anymore, for the former things have passes away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess i always feel happy and contented(?) when i read the verse about God wiping away every tears from the eyes of His people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's coz i've been a crybaby since young.. i really love the image of God wiping tears from our eyes.. and i remember another verse in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psalm 56:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups.. i remember that Bixia shared this with me before.. that whenever she feels sad.. or cries.. she remembers that every tear that she shed.. God knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i will post this up on my blog eventually.. i never really like to put personal thoughts onto my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just wanna share with people who have yet to know God.. that He is so amazing.. and so loving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly recall the song that we sang during morning worship on Sunday.. remembered this line where it says that "God's heart is breaking.."... His heart is breaking coz His created beings have chosen to turn away from Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite affected that morning when Pei xin shared with me about a friend who believes in evolution... i was quite angry even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i cannot claim to know alot about evolution... but to me.. the evidence for it just doesn't add up... the loopholes on carbon dating... the absence of fossil records of creatures in midway of evolving from ape to man.. the odds of having a mutation that will be passed on to the progeny... the odds of all the right conditions for life on Earth coming about coz of a random Big Bang... people believe in it because they refuse to acknowledge the existence of a higher being... and i suddenly felt that for people who have the opportunity to learn so much about God's creation and see how His hands are upon creation... to deny His existence is foolishness.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/19938064-3506209282136887220?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3506209282136887220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3506209282136887220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3506209282136887220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3506209282136887220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7371872028959291199</id><published>2007-11-17T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:54:53.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lab'/><title type='text'>Prof Li's birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yups.. spider lab peeps went out for lunch buffet at Rice Table (Cuppage) for celebration of Prof Li's birthday~ heh heh... the food was not bad.. but not fantastic.. nothing wowed me.. heh heh.. but it was a nice 2hr+ lunch with lotsa fun and laughter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car ride to Orchard was quite funnie also.. haha.. thanks to Pei Xin's videos.. hahaha... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rz5zIwhKYPI/AAAAAAAAAsE/YIpzDg3yolk/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rz5zIwhKYPI/AAAAAAAAAsE/YIpzDg3yolk/s320/DSC00347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133667219549085938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the peeps from the lab.. missing eunice (photographer) and jeremy (chose to hide from camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rz5zJAhKYQI/AAAAAAAAAsM/qF-cA4W7H-8/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rz5zJAhKYQI/AAAAAAAAAsM/qF-cA4W7H-8/s320/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133667223844053250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prof Li.. with the sponge spider and card that we made for him... combine effort of Pei Xin + Jun Hao + ME~ haha.. eunice and laura decorated the card.. and jun hao made the housefly 'pop 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/19938064-7371872028959291199?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7371872028959291199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7371872028959291199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7371872028959291199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7371872028959291199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/prof-lis-birthday-celebration.html' title='Prof Li&apos;s birthday celebration'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rz5zIwhKYPI/AAAAAAAAAsE/YIpzDg3yolk/s72-c/DSC00347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-2684461184929968804</id><published>2007-11-16T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T07:18:33.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QT'/><title type='text'>Jesus' sympathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="en-ESV-30012" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Hebrews 4:14-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Since then we have a great high priest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; who has passed through the heavens, Jesus, the Son of God,let us hold fast our confession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" id="en-ESV-30013" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; tempted as we are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; yet without sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" id="en-ESV-30014" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christ has entered into our world; He has participated in our suffering. He walked our planet, ate our food, drank our water, and felt our pain. Whatever we may be experiencing today, we can know with confidence thta Jesus experienced all that and more. God has entered into our suffering world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are we in physical pain? Let us remember His burning thirst. Has our dignity been assaulted? He was crucified naked. Do we feel as if we are in darkness? So was He. Do we feel forsaken? He was forsaken by the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just a short excerpt from today's devotion... :)&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/19938064-2684461184929968804?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/2684461184929968804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=2684461184929968804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2684461184929968804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2684461184929968804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/hebrews-414-16-since-then-we-have-great.html' title='Jesus&apos; sympathy'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7169667465761526659</id><published>2007-11-13T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:27:28.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QT'/><title type='text'>First love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Posted this on the blog that i shared with my two disciples.. also my QT reflections .. so thought i'll post it here also... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Revelations 2:4 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But I have this against you, that you have abandoned the love you had at first&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered again.. what does this first love mean? What is this first love that Jesus was referring to...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 117, 251);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 117, 251);"&gt;" To paraphrase Christ's advice to the Ephesian church in Revelation 2, He says, "Renew your devotion to Me. Go back to the first works. You have left your first &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://cgg.org/index.cfm/fuseaction/Library.sr/CT/PERSONAL/k/287/Fruit-of-Spirit-Love.htm" target="_blank"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;. Renew your earlier devotion to Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 117, 251);"&gt;Devotion is the sense in which the word "love" (&lt;em&gt;agape&lt;/em&gt;) is being used. &lt;em&gt;Devotion&lt;/em&gt; literally means "to vow completely." &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://truegospel.org/index.cfm/fuseaction/library.sr/CT/HWA/k/696/All-About-Water-Baptism.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Baptism&lt;/a&gt; is the outward show that one has vowed to give his life to God, and so "devotion" implies complete dedication, total surrender. This hints at the Ephesians' problem: Their devotion—their complete dedication—was slipping away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 117, 251); font-style: italic;"&gt;Devotion is a deep and ardent affection, a feeling. Its synonym are "attentiveness," "dedication," "commitment," "earnestness," but all with a feeling of affection. Devotion is not given out of a sense of &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://cgg.org/index.cfm/fuseaction/Library.sr/CT/personal/k/1043/Unpayable-Debt-Obligation.htm" target="_blank"&gt;obligation&lt;/a&gt; only, but with a warm feeling or a passionate desire. Jesus' charge to the Ephesians to return to their earlier devotion is not something that He is asking to be done merely as a duty. Some antonyms of "devotion" can help us see it from another angle:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indifference, negligent, unconcerned, disregard, infidelity, and faithlessness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Once again, i've been reminded that the Christian walk is not an easy one.. it seems so easy to fall.. so easy to stumble.. so easy to fall away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That's why it's so important and crucial for us to renew our minds.. to renew our strength.. through prayer.. through reading God's word.. through communicating with God... so so so important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't enough to live a life of good moral.... because the Ephesus Church did that.. they followed the law.. they were fervent.. they flushed out false teachings and false prophets.. but Rev 2:4 tells us that Jesus had this charge against them.. that they had abandoned their first love... &lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 117, 251);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 117, 251);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those words that i highlighted and bold.. let's examine ourselves.. are we guilty of any of these? I'm cannot say that i'm above all these.. because i am not.. i myself struggle to understand still what it means to love God with all my heart, soul, mind and strength.. i'm still learning.. so let's continue to pray for one another ok..? that we'll together love God and others .. because it is His greatest commandment... &lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 117, 251);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(56, 134, 160);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(56, 134, 160);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark 12:29-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(56, 134, 160);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.."The most important is, "Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength". The second is this: You shall love your neighbour as yourself.' There is no commandment greater than these."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-7169667465761526659?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7169667465761526659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7169667465761526659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7169667465761526659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7169667465761526659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-love.html' title='First love'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1169120973014839611</id><published>2007-11-12T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:49:05.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mugging'/><title type='text'>Studying for marine biology...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i think most people are somewhat fascinated by the unknown creatures of the world.. and i think for now.. nuthin beats the creatures from the deep... haha.. yah.. i know.. i'm mugging for marine bio test.. and exams is just 3 weeks away.. my gosh.. i've been hecking caring about the modules for too long le.. time to start mugging mans.. thank God marine bio final paper is open book.. not so bad.. but i think questions are gonna be super tough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. here's a pic of a fish from the mesopelagic zone.. 200-1000m below sea level.. dim light.. so no photosynthesis here... fishies are usually small coz they do not get sufficient food to grow big.. and hence they have to conserve whatever energy and resources they have.. hence.. this fishie here does not have scales and spines... cool right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzggXGaghxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5oiIMTb1WFk/s1600-h/meso+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzggXGaghxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5oiIMTb1WFk/s320/meso+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131887356619556626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shall post more when i think i'm falling asleep from mugging.. haha.. well.. for the next few weeks.. i'm gonna educate people who come to my blog! haha.. coz i'm mugging! so i'll share the new knowledge that i gain!!! :)&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/19938064-1169120973014839611?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1169120973014839611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1169120973014839611&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1169120973014839611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1169120973014839611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/studying-for-marine-biology.html' title='Studying for marine biology...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzggXGaghxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/5oiIMTb1WFk/s72-c/meso+fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7768607879879897043</id><published>2007-11-10T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:41:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary school kids and field trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXTmaghsI/AAAAAAAAArU/ylNf9Oxi6_A/s1600-h/DSC_9999.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.. i know i haven't blogged for some time le.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways.. here's just some pics of the happenings of this week... heh heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first up!.. helped Chris for his company's leadership development programme with MacPherson Primary School on monday (5/11/2007)... went to Changi Airport and played various station games with 16 kids in my group...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXUWaghtI/AAAAAAAAArc/Ii8tDCcs-7o/s1600-h/DSC_9801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131032988840134354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXUWaghtI/AAAAAAAAArc/Ii8tDCcs-7o/s320/DSC_9801.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group photo! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXU2aghuI/AAAAAAAAArk/mz8cXVoVc5k/s1600-h/DSC_9709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131032997430068962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXU2aghuI/AAAAAAAAArk/mz8cXVoVc5k/s320/DSC_9709.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm a teacher! haha.. explaining stuffs to the kids and kinda scolding them for not playing the game properly.. they tore up the newspaper that they were suppose to use for the first game lah!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXVGaghvI/AAAAAAAAArs/j8RXz5RsEBA/s1600-h/wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131033001725036274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXVGaghvI/AAAAAAAAArs/j8RXz5RsEBA/s320/wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i have two cute boys in my group! haha.. made a collage... using it as wallpaper now.. cute hor?? and the my fave is Kim Jae Hong.. the one on the right.. he's smart too! and very eager to learn.. :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXVmaghwI/AAAAAAAAAr0/KxGwsgNWJIQ/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131033010314970882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXVmaghwI/AAAAAAAAAr0/KxGwsgNWJIQ/s320/P1010006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok.. this is just a random pic of a cute cute lizard from Tioman.. haha.. very pretty! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went to help out Pei Xin's friend Daniel Ng on Wednesday evening.. catch crabs at a rich man's stream in Hillview.. very fun.. haha.. the rich old man is super old and haggard looking.. but he's also super interested in biology! loads of books all over his house on the floral and fauna of Singapore and Southeas Asia.. and the stream is in his backyard.. very nice.. can hear the water flowing.. (no need to buy those fake gadgets to mimick the sound).. and we saw some pretty birds too.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVC2aghnI/AAAAAAAAAqs/HhAPfRcOGGQ/s1600-h/P1010438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131030489169167986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVC2aghnI/AAAAAAAAAqs/HhAPfRcOGGQ/s320/P1010438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a tiny snail that we found on a leaf while daniel was setting up his quadrats.. and pei xin and i were looking for spiders.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVD2aghoI/AAAAAAAAAq0/4G2fx5s6bAE/s1600-h/P1010439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131030506349037186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVD2aghoI/AAAAAAAAAq0/4G2fx5s6bAE/s320/P1010439.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;froggie that daniel caught ... it's a giant frog..  about the size of my palm.. and quite jumpy.. but super cute.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVE2aghpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tuvDnLRwp1s/s1600-h/P1010441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131030523528906386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVE2aghpI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tuvDnLRwp1s/s320/P1010441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to spot some small crabbies in the stream! haha.. and daniel got a few big ones also.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVF2aghqI/AAAAAAAAArE/NGhfjMNCwTQ/s1600-h/P1010444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131030540708775586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVF2aghqI/AAAAAAAAArE/NGhfjMNCwTQ/s320/P1010444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVG2aghrI/AAAAAAAAArM/fJEABSesaO0/s1600-h/P1010446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131030557888644786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUVG2aghrI/AAAAAAAAArM/fJEABSesaO0/s320/P1010446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.. i think i'm beginning to envy people like junhao and daniel who get to go outfield to do their work.. all the time... seems so fun.. much more interesting. and get to learn more stuffs also.. well... as compared to being cooped up in the lab... though got air con to enjoy and craPPie people to talk to.. but somehow think that there's so little stuffs that we're learning.. oh well.. looking forward to other field trips out! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-7768607879879897043?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7768607879879897043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7768607879879897043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7768607879879897043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7768607879879897043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/11/primary-school-kids-and-field-trip.html' title='Primary school kids and field trip...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RzUXUWaghtI/AAAAAAAAArc/Ii8tDCcs-7o/s72-c/DSC_9801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7869762389914521757</id><published>2007-10-09T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:17:22.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AN INTERESTING CONVERSATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.   He asks one of his new students to stand and.....    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           So you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Absolutely, sir.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Is God all-powerful?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal&lt;br /&gt;him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? &lt;br /&gt;(Student is silent.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fellow.&lt;br /&gt;Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Is Satan good?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      No.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Where does Satan come from?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      From...God...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Yes.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Evil is everywhere, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;And God did make everything. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Yes.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           So who created evil?&lt;br /&gt;(Student does not answer.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Yes, sir.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           So, who created them?&lt;br /&gt;(Student has no answer.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observethe world around you. Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      No, sir.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Tell us if you have ever heard your God?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      No, sir.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Yet you still believe in Him?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science&lt;br /&gt;says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Nothing. I only have my faith.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Yes. Faith.&lt;br /&gt;And that is the problem science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      No sir. There isn't. (The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)  &lt;br /&gt;Student:      Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega&lt;br /&gt;heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something.You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness,  isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           Flawed? Can you explain how?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.   To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.   Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from monkeys?&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:      Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?&lt;br /&gt;(The class is in uproar.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Student:      Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?&lt;br /&gt;(The class breaks out into laughter.)  &lt;br /&gt;Student:      Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir.   With all due respect, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:           I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son. &lt;br /&gt; Student:      That is it sir... The link between man &amp;amp; God is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving &amp;amp; alive. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANT TO KNOW WHO THAT STUDENT WAS?. . . . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student was ... Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam,&lt;br /&gt;the current President of India and this is a true story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-7869762389914521757?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7869762389914521757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7869762389914521757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7869762389914521757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7869762389914521757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting-conversation-atheist.html' title=''/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-6511398080666175397</id><published>2007-10-04T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T07:26:26.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwater world -  03 Oct'07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh3UpFZzI/AAAAAAAAAqE/cnkjChbP9Zo/s1600-h/P1060296.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the 3 Oct 2007, the bunch of LSM 4261 Marine Biology people made a trip down to Underwater World!!! hahaha... and P. Todd made us play treasure hunt-like game in the place lohs.. so dumb rite.. bunch of 20+ year olds running about the place amidst lots of tourists.... but i must say that he's really quite creative and quite smart.. hahaha... and the trip was fun! my first time to underwater world! wahahha.. so sua ku... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh3kpFZ0I/AAAAAAAAAqM/KKPXz07G9Wc/s1600-h/P1060296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117252315212244802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh3kpFZ0I/AAAAAAAAAqM/KKPXz07G9Wc/s320/P1060296.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the tower of fishes~ i see 'dories'!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh30pFZ1I/AAAAAAAAAqU/WX80rzVFt_c/s1600-h/P1060297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117252319507212114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh30pFZ1I/AAAAAAAAAqU/WX80rzVFt_c/s320/P1060297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; going through the iconic tunnel .. with TA explaining about the many fishies swimming about.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh4EpFZ2I/AAAAAAAAAqc/9YTMwV7sm6M/s1600-h/P1060303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117252323802179426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh4EpFZ2I/AAAAAAAAAqc/9YTMwV7sm6M/s320/P1060303.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big fish! haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh4UpFZ3I/AAAAAAAAAqk/-lqpc7nsFTY/s1600-h/P1060304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117252328097146738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh4UpFZ3I/AAAAAAAAAqk/-lqpc7nsFTY/s320/P1060304.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fish with a bump on the head.. haha.. i'm so not being a proper bio student here.. ok.. i think it's some humphead fish.. i THINK...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhSEpFZuI/AAAAAAAAApc/uKBaT78ojFQ/s1600-h/P1060309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117251670967150306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhSEpFZuI/AAAAAAAAApc/uKBaT78ojFQ/s320/P1060309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shark! eh.. i think this is suppose to be some tiger skin shark.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhSEpFZvI/AAAAAAAAApk/_zmsX75YdPk/s1600-h/P1060310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117251670967150322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhSEpFZvI/AAAAAAAAApk/_zmsX75YdPk/s320/P1060310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; check out the multiple rows of teeth!! it's so cool!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhSkpFZwI/AAAAAAAAAps/QHAVs0cGzCQ/s1600-h/P1060314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117251679557084930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhSkpFZwI/AAAAAAAAAps/QHAVs0cGzCQ/s320/P1060314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "jaws" music playing.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhS0pFZxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/MSGZssfjB3U/s1600-h/P1060315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117251683852052242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhS0pFZxI/AAAAAAAAAp0/MSGZssfjB3U/s320/P1060315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhTEpFZyI/AAAAAAAAAp8/0DDpDV1DYpM/s1600-h/P1060316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117251688147019554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQhTEpFZyI/AAAAAAAAAp8/0DDpDV1DYpM/s320/P1060316.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the mermaid... miss dugong munching on her seagrass... haha.. her name is gracie! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgkEpFZpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/D1G8yyUyOtY/s1600-h/P1060317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250880693167762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgkEpFZpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/D1G8yyUyOtY/s320/P1060317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this blue spotted fishies lives in the same tank as gracie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgkkpFZqI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8Or0cwqmQh8/s1600-h/P1060318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250889283102370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgkkpFZqI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8Or0cwqmQh8/s320/P1060318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jellyfishes.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgkkpFZrI/AAAAAAAAApE/NKls6w1Tf-Y/s1600-h/P1060319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250889283102386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgkkpFZrI/AAAAAAAAApE/NKls6w1Tf-Y/s320/P1060319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; corals + fishies + zooxanthellae + alot alot alot of plankton? haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgk0pFZsI/AAAAAAAAApM/dHZRWFPwNDo/s1600-h/P1060320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250893578069698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgk0pFZsI/AAAAAAAAApM/dHZRWFPwNDo/s320/P1060320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQglEpFZtI/AAAAAAAAApU/GTNBHnqkNVQ/s1600-h/P1060324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250897873037010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQglEpFZtI/AAAAAAAAApU/GTNBHnqkNVQ/s320/P1060324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgE0pFZkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/seMZcPrZcyo/s1600-h/P1060325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250343822255682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgE0pFZkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/seMZcPrZcyo/s320/P1060325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see the feathery thingy? it's some wormie... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgFUpFZlI/AAAAAAAAAoU/YzSK0p4iZc8/s1600-h/P1060326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250352412190290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgFUpFZlI/AAAAAAAAAoU/YzSK0p4iZc8/s320/P1060326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nautilus... weird looking creatures.. that's a living fossil.. coz it's been around for a long long long long time.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgFkpFZmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/cRDZtb_uToQ/s1600-h/P1060333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250356707157602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgFkpFZmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/cRDZtb_uToQ/s320/P1060333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Horse shoe crab! they have blue blood! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgF0pFZnI/AAAAAAAAAok/b_bMrQyQ3vs/s1600-h/P1060335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250361002124914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgF0pFZnI/AAAAAAAAAok/b_bMrQyQ3vs/s320/P1060335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm.. is this the brittlestar... i think so lah.. haha.. lazy to check .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgGEpFZoI/AAAAAAAAAos/I0CNgSmggrI/s1600-h/P1060336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117250365297092226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQgGEpFZoI/AAAAAAAAAos/I0CNgSmggrI/s320/P1060336.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another one~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfckpFZfI/AAAAAAAAAnk/KzvCQ3FxwHs/s1600-h/P1060338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249652332520946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfckpFZfI/AAAAAAAAAnk/KzvCQ3FxwHs/s320/P1060338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; paku! huge fish... reallie huge... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfc0pFZgI/AAAAAAAAAns/LE0Hxw1axTI/s1600-h/P1060339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249656627488258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfc0pFZgI/AAAAAAAAAns/LE0Hxw1axTI/s320/P1060339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this one is like longer than 1.5 m.. it's huge huge huge huge huge! and it lives in freshwater! i have no idea how it manages to grow so HUGE... another living fossil... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfdEpFZhI/AAAAAAAAAn0/XUo1NOhLD4c/s1600-h/P1060341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249660922455570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfdEpFZhI/AAAAAAAAAn0/XUo1NOhLD4c/s320/P1060341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfdEpFZiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/7iEFRvw0PSU/s1600-h/P1060342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249660922455586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfdEpFZiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/7iEFRvw0PSU/s320/P1060342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; coconut crab.. much bigger than the usual crabs we eat.. haha.. it's a false crab.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfdkpFZjI/AAAAAAAAAoE/j8KudQXxdCk/s1600-h/P1060343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249669512390194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQfdkpFZjI/AAAAAAAAAoE/j8KudQXxdCk/s320/P1060343.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;male fiddler crab with it's huge pincer! they wave it around for courtship display! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe2UpFZaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oxGpxpp_6wQ/s1600-h/P1060346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117248995202524578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe2UpFZaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oxGpxpp_6wQ/s320/P1060346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe2kpFZbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/uST7vgY8ef4/s1600-h/P1060353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117248999497491890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe2kpFZbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/uST7vgY8ef4/s320/P1060353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;marine spider crab.. the japanese found them.. and they live in really deep oceans.. apparently these die very easily in the aquarium... sads... poor thing.. they look like they're dancing coz of their slender legs yea.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe3EpFZcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Dx31xoOeKpg/s1600-h/P1060361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249008087426498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe3EpFZcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Dx31xoOeKpg/s320/P1060361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; grouper that was staring at me... haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe3UpFZdI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Rbec93tBiDU/s1600-h/P1060364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249012382393810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe3UpFZdI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Rbec93tBiDU/s320/P1060364.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a pretty little jellyfish.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe30pFZeI/AAAAAAAAAnc/3-mf4r9j6Es/s1600-h/P1060366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117249020972328418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQe30pFZeI/AAAAAAAAAnc/3-mf4r9j6Es/s320/P1060366.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19938064-6511398080666175397?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/6511398080666175397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=6511398080666175397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6511398080666175397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6511398080666175397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/10/underwater-world-03-oct07.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Underwater world -  03 Oct&apos;07&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQh3kpFZ0I/AAAAAAAAAqM/KKPXz07G9Wc/s72-c/P1060296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-984475288840866314</id><published>2007-10-04T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T06:55:46.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School Children's Day celebration 30'09'07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdIEpFZVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/h4x07WZkmHE/s1600-h/SS_Games_-_Teachers_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117247101121946962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdIEpFZVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/h4x07WZkmHE/s320/SS_Games_-_Teachers_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sunday school teachers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back row: auntie hoe leng.. auntie elaine.. hui'en's mum... uncle paul.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;second row" peixin.. auntie chow tye.. susan.. catherine.. josephine.. auntie yit mei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;front row: me.. lydia.. auntie karen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdIUpFZWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/jfPYWd0WVMM/s1600-h/SS_Games_Group_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117247105416914274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdIUpFZWI/AAAAAAAAAmc/jfPYWd0WVMM/s320/SS_Games_Group_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdIkpFZXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/UNU7Mvyxvfg/s1600-h/SS_Games_Group_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117247109711881586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdIkpFZXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/UNU7Mvyxvfg/s320/SS_Games_Group_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdI0pFZYI/AAAAAAAAAms/vaQaLRB4J8E/s1600-h/SS_Games_Group_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117247114006848898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdI0pFZYI/AAAAAAAAAms/vaQaLRB4J8E/s320/SS_Games_Group_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdJEpFZZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/fIr4R0JQ9hA/s1600-h/SS_Games_Group_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117247118301816210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdJEpFZZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/fIr4R0JQ9hA/s320/SS_Games_Group_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ cute little children~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-984475288840866314?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/984475288840866314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=984475288840866314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/984475288840866314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/984475288840866314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-school-childrens-day-celebration.html' title='Sunday School Children&apos;s Day celebration 30&apos;09&apos;07'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RwQdIEpFZVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/h4x07WZkmHE/s72-c/SS_Games_-_Teachers_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-6735794640455913727</id><published>2007-09-29T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T09:45:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Sept'07 - 27 Sept'07: KL, Cameron Highlands, Senyum Caves, Forest in Gombak and Gunung Belumut...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mid sem break is over... tata... sads.. haha.. and i did not spend it doing my assignments.. (piling up).. nor did i spend it mugging away for the animal development test.. haha.. bOo.. yea.. i spent 4 days of it.. (including 16 hours of my birthday) in Malaysia!!! hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115432713662588162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q80pFZQI/AAAAAAAAAls/0KRXaRufrKA/s320/DSC01215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;welcome to KL! 3 bored gals (xue yuan, me, peixin) waiting for Laura and Eunice who went to get the permit for collecting the spiders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q9EpFZRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/dK9E-_OeZHU/s1600-h/DSC01216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115432717957555474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q9EpFZRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/dK9E-_OeZHU/s320/DSC01216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a froggie from Cameron Highlands... we were collecting spiders along Robinson's Falls from 1030pm to 1230am.. cool rite.. haha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q9UpFZSI/AAAAAAAAAl8/q3Z9dTxTYUI/s1600-h/DSC01229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115432722252522786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q9UpFZSI/AAAAAAAAAl8/q3Z9dTxTYUI/s320/DSC01229.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty flowers from Cameron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q9kpFZTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Rhb5UBdFRxA/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115432726547490098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q9kpFZTI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Rhb5UBdFRxA/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q90pFZUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Nn1pKw5UQ3M/s1600-h/DSC01242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115432730842457410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q90pFZUI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Nn1pKw5UQ3M/s320/DSC01242.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay!.. and we celebrated Mid Autumn on Tuesday as well!! when was the last time u played with lanterns!! haha.. yeps.. as usual.. the poor guys were forced to hold PINK lanterns.. hahaha... here's junhao and stanley..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pEkpFZLI/AAAAAAAAAlE/gXl67C4dVAE/s1600-h/DSC01249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115430647783318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pEkpFZLI/AAAAAAAAAlE/gXl67C4dVAE/s320/DSC01249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, laura, stanley, xue yuan, junhao, peixin and eunice... the colours of the lanterns were positioned in symmetrical way.. Taj Mahal style! *beams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pG0pFZMI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sJ1lJiqgE8Y/s1600-h/DSC01266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115430686438024386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pG0pFZMI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sJ1lJiqgE8Y/s320/DSC01266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pH0pFZNI/AAAAAAAAAlU/yGKlAf0A2y0/s1600-h/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115430703617893586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pH0pFZNI/AAAAAAAAAlU/yGKlAf0A2y0/s320/DSC01275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha... cool effects from xue yuan's camera... prolonged exposure.. and the four of turn spinning our lanterns in figures of right.. nice rite? mine is the one on the right... i think it's the most symmetrical figure of eight... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pH0pFZOI/AAAAAAAAAlc/l3fyfcg91QQ/s1600-h/DSC01294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115430703617893602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pH0pFZOI/AAAAAAAAAlc/l3fyfcg91QQ/s320/DSC01294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Senyum caves... early in the morning.. for collecting &lt;em&gt;Scytodes cavernarum&lt;/em&gt;... we found some &lt;em&gt;Portia&lt;/em&gt; in there also.. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pJ0pFZPI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2DoZpMpCK4I/s1600-h/IMG_6158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115430737977631986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2pJ0pFZPI/AAAAAAAAAlk/2DoZpMpCK4I/s320/IMG_6158.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in KL.. malaysia is filled with mosques i tell you.. huge ones.. pretty ones.. all sorts of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l6EpFZGI/AAAAAAAAAkc/FEsi0KkNz8k/s1600-h/IMG_6195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115427168859808866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l6EpFZGI/AAAAAAAAAkc/FEsi0KkNz8k/s320/IMG_6195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy! the doggie at cameron who's super friendly and nice.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l6kpFZHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aY8IByZH-xY/s1600-h/IMG_6224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115427177449743474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l6kpFZHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aY8IByZH-xY/s320/IMG_6224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they have banana pie in malaysia..! taste like mashed up goreng pisang.. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l60pFZII/AAAAAAAAAks/JUiCx1vAIWk/s1600-h/IMG_6226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115427181744710786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l60pFZII/AAAAAAAAAks/JUiCx1vAIWk/s320/IMG_6226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and they have fillet foldover! not nice ones... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l7UpFZJI/AAAAAAAAAk0/1p5hP0jYhF8/s1600-h/IMG_6231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115427190334645394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l7UpFZJI/AAAAAAAAAk0/1p5hP0jYhF8/s320/IMG_6231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leeches.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l8EpFZKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uttv6keJfQE/s1600-h/IMG_6235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115427203219547298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2l8EpFZKI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uttv6keJfQE/s320/IMG_6235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2je0pFZCI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fPUOYlrlB34/s1600-h/IMG_6237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115424501685117986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2je0pFZCI/AAAAAAAAAj8/fPUOYlrlB34/s320/IMG_6237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the hotel we stayed in on the night of 26 sept... super sleazy looking.. coz all the proper looking hotels were fully booked.. we wonder why... bleahs.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2jfUpFZDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/v6HU0sRrf9s/s1600-h/IMG_6242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115424510275052594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2jfUpFZDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/v6HU0sRrf9s/s320/IMG_6242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the door of our room.. can peep in through the keyhole one lohs! and we were smart enough to put a duct tape over the hole.. wahahha.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2jfkpFZEI/AAAAAAAAAkM/J35I9i2c40M/s1600-h/IMG_6248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115424514570019906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2jfkpFZEI/AAAAAAAAAkM/J35I9i2c40M/s320/IMG_6248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2jgEpFZFI/AAAAAAAAAkU/73sqNd0fckA/s1600-h/IMG_6249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115424523159954514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2jgEpFZFI/AAAAAAAAAkU/73sqNd0fckA/s320/IMG_6249.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at the tiles!!! it's so YUCKS.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-6735794640455913727?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/6735794640455913727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=6735794640455913727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6735794640455913727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6735794640455913727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/09/24-sept07-27-sept07-kl-cameron.html' title='&lt;b&gt;24 Sept&apos;07 - 27 Sept&apos;07: KL, Cameron Highlands, Senyum Caves, Forest in Gombak and Gunung Belumut...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rv2q80pFZQI/AAAAAAAAAls/0KRXaRufrKA/s72-c/DSC01215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3920627457253316181</id><published>2007-09-19T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:37:55.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling asleep...</title><content type='html'>falling asleep doing SEM work in the basement of S2.. yawns.. lousy internet connection.. boring work.. SEM works very very slowly.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes like abt 1 min to take one picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm taking pictures of spiders' legs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 leg = about 70 shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiders have 8 legs.. so total = 70 X 8 = 560 shots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 shot = 1 min...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;560 shots = 560 mins = ~9 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. 9 hours of taking SEM photos.. staring at the irritating small green flickering screen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are gonna go real bad real soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.. it's not just ~9 hours!! there's more!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 spider = ~9 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have about 12 spiders to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 spiders = 9 x 12 = 98 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98 hours = ~4 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah.. sound so simple hor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend 4 WHOLE DAYS staring at the SEM.. then count the hairs and measure area of slit sensilla.. then HALF of my FYP is done le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's crazy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. at least the SEM is coorperating these days.. i get nice pictures... come.. let me show case my spiders' legs at 500 times magnification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RvDetGiRzTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/EzfMsUTEw_Y/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RvDetGiRzTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/EzfMsUTEw_Y/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111830443495378226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RvDetWiRzUI/AAAAAAAAAjs/f2bRFjEFB58/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RvDetWiRzUI/AAAAAAAAAjs/f2bRFjEFB58/s320/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111830447790345538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3920627457253316181?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3920627457253316181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3920627457253316181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3920627457253316181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3920627457253316181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/09/falling-asleep.html' title='Falling asleep...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RvDetGiRzTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/EzfMsUTEw_Y/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3806174901848846307</id><published>2007-09-01T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:10:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest story - Avalon</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Some days you own resolve is strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And other days you bend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's two steps forward, one step back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you stumble now and then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wonder if you'll ever really make the difference&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've prayed that you will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I know that every pray will be fulfilled, 'cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life woven day by day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is a new design of the glory God displays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the canvas of creation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through the poem of history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the pattern of remdemption&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Running through the tapestry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your life in Christ can be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest story ever told&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot see the hands of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or feel the grace that flows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Him through ou to those you touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In ways you'lll never know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cannot measure worth by human standards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's always a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, you have to see through heaven's eyes how. . .&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the light of eternity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing face to face you will finally see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the very first time you'll understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your perfect place in the master plan and how. . &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3806174901848846307?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3806174901848846307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3806174901848846307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3806174901848846307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3806174901848846307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/09/greatest-story-avalon.html' title='The greatest story - Avalon'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7248841178229986598</id><published>2007-08-24T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:01:49.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things in lab.. the people in lab.. and the happenings outside lab.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;lalala.. one fine day.. 4 peoples from the infamous spider lab decided to venture out for a good and filling lunch on the first day of sch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;thanks to jeremy who has a car..! wahahaha.. so peixin.. chris.. jeremy.. me .. decided to sneak out of lab while prof li was no around.. and have buffet lunch at sakura! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102094382381383282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HzwhbvnI/AAAAAAAAAi8/NmpU1URPyMU/s320/P1060195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scallops &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H0ghbvoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gKzKv7EoDcc/s1600-h/P1060196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102094395266285186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H0ghbvoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gKzKv7EoDcc/s320/P1060196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beef... chicken.. fish.. i failed all of them.. esp the beef.. so tough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H2QhbvpI/AAAAAAAAAjM/phgEq9RHCtk/s1600-h/P1060197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102094425331056274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H2QhbvpI/AAAAAAAAAjM/phgEq9RHCtk/s320/P1060197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jeremy was smart enough to go for the expensive stuffs... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H3ghbvqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/IGzV7wRGCHo/s1600-h/P1060198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102094446805892770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H3ghbvqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/IGzV7wRGCHo/s320/P1060198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Chris just started on his meal.. haha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H4whbvrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/oPW3Ru5Xh50/s1600-h/P1060200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102094468280729266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5H4whbvrI/AAAAAAAAAjc/oPW3Ru5Xh50/s320/P1060200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the rice balls!! nice!!! haha.. though it's like one of the cheapest stuffs available there.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HEghbviI/AAAAAAAAAiU/lVz7K4GWpKk/s1600-h/P1060201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102093570632564258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HEghbviI/AAAAAAAAAiU/lVz7K4GWpKk/s320/P1060201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the yucky oreo cheesecake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HFghbvjI/AAAAAAAAAic/CIN_GxQpCFU/s1600-h/P1060202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102093587812433458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HFghbvjI/AAAAAAAAAic/CIN_GxQpCFU/s320/P1060202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fruits!! kiwi and dragonfruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HHQhbvkI/AAAAAAAAAik/XFf8BPHzoPU/s1600-h/P1060203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102093617877204546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HHQhbvkI/AAAAAAAAAik/XFf8BPHzoPU/s320/P1060203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the nice grilled dory with mango sauce~ yuMs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HIghbvlI/AAAAAAAAAis/B6fl_c1HXxQ/s1600-h/P1060205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102093639352041042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HIghbvlI/AAAAAAAAAis/B6fl_c1HXxQ/s320/P1060205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lamb chop chop chop chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HKAhbvmI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UrqJeP2Uv2I/s1600-h/P1060206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102093665121844834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HKAhbvmI/AAAAAAAAAi0/UrqJeP2Uv2I/s320/P1060206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; float.. ice cream in coke.. wahahah.. not bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GVAhbvdI/AAAAAAAAAhs/T_XbtRLXA8U/s1600-h/P1060208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102092754588777938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GVAhbvdI/AAAAAAAAAhs/T_XbtRLXA8U/s320/P1060208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peixin is going to explode... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GWwhbveI/AAAAAAAAAh0/JNy30hlHgs8/s1600-h/P1060210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102092784653549026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GWwhbveI/AAAAAAAAAh0/JNy30hlHgs8/s320/P1060210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sambal mussel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GXQhbvfI/AAAAAAAAAh8/0_s66hc41YQ/s1600-h/P1060211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102092793243483634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GXQhbvfI/AAAAAAAAAh8/0_s66hc41YQ/s320/P1060211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris is full .... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GYghbvgI/AAAAAAAAAiE/UPuMdzrAyXg/s1600-h/P1060213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102092814718320130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GYghbvgI/AAAAAAAAAiE/UPuMdzrAyXg/s320/P1060213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peixin is gonna eat again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GYwhbvhI/AAAAAAAAAiM/11xGSViRREM/s1600-h/P1060214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102092819013287442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5GYwhbvhI/AAAAAAAAAiM/11xGSViRREM/s320/P1060214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremy driving.. wahaha.. he refused any photo taking.. so i have to do it sneakily.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FaghbvYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/GFMTECjJRaQ/s1600-h/IMGA0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091749566430594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FaghbvYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/GFMTECjJRaQ/s320/IMGA0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my lovely little 'grapes' juvenile &lt;em&gt;Scytodes pallida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FbAhbvZI/AAAAAAAAAhM/2uL9qWgyNs0/s1600-h/IMGA0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091758156365202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FbAhbvZI/AAAAAAAAAhM/2uL9qWgyNs0/s320/IMGA0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FbghbvaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/U-5xrGjo6lc/s1600-h/IMGA0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091766746299810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FbghbvaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/U-5xrGjo6lc/s320/IMGA0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some weird stuff that the other honours student junhao was looking through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FbwhbvbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YX-AimBsVx8/s1600-h/IMGA0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091771041267122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FbwhbvbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YX-AimBsVx8/s320/IMGA0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FcwhbvcI/AAAAAAAAAhk/hCGdj7qLahg/s1600-h/P1060258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091788221136322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5FcwhbvcI/AAAAAAAAAhk/hCGdj7qLahg/s320/P1060258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a little lizard that got trapped in one of Chris' trap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E2AhbvTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/6QqerkJKFHI/s1600-h/IMGA0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091122501205298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E2AhbvTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/6QqerkJKFHI/s320/IMGA0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a new record in Singapore... another type of spitting spider.. called purple butts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E2whbvUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/_pAG-RgZn9A/s1600-h/IMGA0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091135386107202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E2whbvUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/_pAG-RgZn9A/s320/IMGA0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E3QhbvVI/AAAAAAAAAgs/q3Dres08kac/s1600-h/IMGA0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091143976041810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E3QhbvVI/AAAAAAAAAgs/q3Dres08kac/s320/IMGA0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a foreigner from Brazil~~~ also a spitting spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E3ghbvWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/E8rbEMlTJYw/s1600-h/IMGA0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091148271009122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E3ghbvWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/E8rbEMlTJYw/s320/IMGA0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E3whbvXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/G9xfGmjcqRs/s1600-h/IMGA0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091152565976434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5E3whbvXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/G9xfGmjcqRs/s320/IMGA0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Portia labiata&lt;/em&gt;.. a smart jumping spider... that eats my spitting spiders.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/19938064-7248841178229986598?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7248841178229986598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7248841178229986598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7248841178229986598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7248841178229986598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/08/things-in-lab-people-in-lab-and.html' title='The things in lab.. the people in lab.. and the happenings outside lab.. =)'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rs5HzwhbvnI/AAAAAAAAAi8/NmpU1URPyMU/s72-c/P1060195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-8746732239360101355</id><published>2007-08-11T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T14:13:13.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ongoings of the past few weeks.. Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAF chalet at Changi Fairy Point Chalet.. the chalet is super duper huge mans... reallie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097316307760738354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OLNficDI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qnJRkGaE6cE/s320/P1060051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cooks for the night... i think after guys go through army.. they learn to bbq better than girls.. muahahaha.. hence these days..it's guys at the bbq pits instead of girls... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OLdficEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SEmRp1THSU8/s1600-h/P1060053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097316312055705666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OLdficEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SEmRp1THSU8/s320/P1060053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the girls skewer the kebabs! haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OLtficFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/m_gi1n3FKZo/s1600-h/P1060058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097316316350672978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OLtficFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/m_gi1n3FKZo/s320/P1060058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gathering to pray~!~!~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OL9ficGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/4ASFxlX_v2k/s1600-h/P1060060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097316320645640290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OL9ficGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/4ASFxlX_v2k/s320/P1060060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kids rush for sweet fizzy drinks! little keith and jian yang... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OMdficHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/PL3B7eKdbMg/s1600-h/P1060067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097316329235574898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OMdficHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/PL3B7eKdbMg/s320/P1060067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the food! all ready to be cooked! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Lb9fib-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/oFRzVcXRfEE/s1600-h/P1060074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097313296988663778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Lb9fib-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/oFRzVcXRfEE/s320/P1060074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i dunno what diphom was trying to do to huien.. maybe he wanna strangle her??? hMmmMms... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LcNfib_I/AAAAAAAAAfU/GHgUarcInoc/s1600-h/P1060087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097313301283631090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LcNfib_I/AAAAAAAAAfU/GHgUarcInoc/s320/P1060087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wenshan + me + little josaf! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LcdficAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/FMeQ_duu0h0/s1600-h/P1060088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097313305578598402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LcdficAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/FMeQ_duu0h0/s320/P1060088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ladies + fishball eating keith! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LctficBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zJniaEcS2Go/s1600-h/P1060091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097313309873565714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LctficBI/AAAAAAAAAfk/zJniaEcS2Go/s320/P1060091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;roomies!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LdNficCI/AAAAAAAAAfs/JSWbfU3Pbnk/s1600-h/P1060105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097313318463500322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1LdNficCI/AAAAAAAAAfs/JSWbfU3Pbnk/s320/P1060105.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys... alvin ding + isman + samuel + joseph + daniel chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Kktfib5I/AAAAAAAAAek/7Lf9XwWtcgU/s1600-h/P1060106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097312347800891282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Kktfib5I/AAAAAAAAAek/7Lf9XwWtcgU/s320/P1060106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cutesy elsa with her smile! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1KlNfib6I/AAAAAAAAAes/Rtz2aZc8RTg/s1600-h/P1060111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097312356390825890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1KlNfib6I/AAAAAAAAAes/Rtz2aZc8RTg/s320/P1060111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Mak Zhe Hao.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Kldfib7I/AAAAAAAAAe0/kAagU0dAKLY/s1600-h/P1060113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097312360685793202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Kldfib7I/AAAAAAAAAe0/kAagU0dAKLY/s320/P1060113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the yummie seafood! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Kl9fib8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/aM4OSokRbn8/s1600-h/P1060114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097312369275727810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1Kl9fib8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/aM4OSokRbn8/s320/P1060114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the chefs who took over ! but i think some were just standing around waiting for food.. hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1KmNfib9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/XnYIhOlJboI/s1600-h/P1060115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097312373570695122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1KmNfib9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/XnYIhOlJboI/s320/P1060115.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the YAs! diphom aka zhiliang + wenshan + daniel chan + gerard + zhehao + isman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HPtfib0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/7SOZsqvOZ3g/s1600-h/P1060119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097308688488755010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HPtfib0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/7SOZsqvOZ3g/s320/P1060119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the chef! uncle phillip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HP9fib1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/kKIcKbDZKF0/s1600-h/P1060122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097308692783722322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HP9fib1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/kKIcKbDZKF0/s320/P1060122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; people! haha.. let's see if i can name everyone.. on the left side.. from front to back.. uncle chen puar.. auntie karen.. melissa.. and i think auntie pingfen(?) .. on the right.. from front to back.. joseph.. mark(?).. isman.. auntie fo tai(?).. and uncle micheal &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HQdfib2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/t9_TrByWHzE/s1600-h/P1060124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097308701373656930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HQdfib2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/t9_TrByWHzE/s320/P1060124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peixin happy to eat mussels!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HQtfib3I/AAAAAAAAAeU/WQfeV2qgIFs/s1600-h/P1060130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097308705668624242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HQtfib3I/AAAAAAAAAeU/WQfeV2qgIFs/s320/P1060130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; people in funny post!.. left to right.. alvin ding + wenshan + gerard + eunice + peixin + lydia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HRNfib4I/AAAAAAAAAec/uWSoxE5zWMY/s1600-h/P1060151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097308714258558850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1HRNfib4I/AAAAAAAAAec/uWSoxE5zWMY/s320/P1060151.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me + wenshan.. i dunno what she's eating mans.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GINfibvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3bzFiFUTJRs/s1600-h/P1060152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097307460128108274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GINfibvI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3bzFiFUTJRs/s320/P1060152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me + wenshan + little josaf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GIdfibwI/AAAAAAAAAdc/8jE6pEw0BTk/s1600-h/P1060155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097307464423075586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GIdfibwI/AAAAAAAAAdc/8jE6pEw0BTk/s320/P1060155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daniel chan + me + wenshan.. with nice light sticks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GI9fibxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/kzvuxcp4IXs/s1600-h/P1060171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097307473013010194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GI9fibxI/AAAAAAAAAdk/kzvuxcp4IXs/s320/P1060171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sparklers! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GJNfibyI/AAAAAAAAAds/laL7QtIGmog/s1600-h/P1060172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097307477307977506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GJNfibyI/AAAAAAAAAds/laL7QtIGmog/s320/P1060172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy people with sparklers! left to right.. little josaf + lydia + melissa + peixin + uncle micheal at the back...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GJdfibzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/YN2UflkNWaA/s1600-h/P1060174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097307481602944818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1GJdfibzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/YN2UflkNWaA/s320/P1060174.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wenshan + me + pretty sparklers and light sticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1EotfibsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OHjHKyn4t_Q/s1600-h/P1060188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097305819450601154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1EotfibsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/OHjHKyn4t_Q/s320/P1060188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; keith with funnie face... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1EpNfibtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/mM38WzwwJbM/s1600-h/P1060184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097305828040535762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1EpNfibtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/mM38WzwwJbM/s320/P1060184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lydia + wenshan &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1EptfibuI/AAAAAAAAAdM/TXiM15ZpJUo/s1600-h/P1060183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097305836630470370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1EptfibuI/AAAAAAAAAdM/TXiM15ZpJUo/s320/P1060183.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty bangles... from little josaf.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the next morning... breakfast time.. in the kitchen.. i found &lt;strong&gt;two couples&lt;/strong&gt; cooking! haha.. frying eggs.... so sweet~~ awwwww~~~~~ =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097305815155633842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1EodfibrI/AAAAAAAAAc0/rRJS87GhmV4/s320/P1060190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097305806565699234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1En9fibqI/AAAAAAAAAcs/GdO_Uugp1A0/s320/P1060191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-8746732239360101355?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/8746732239360101355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=8746732239360101355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8746732239360101355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8746732239360101355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/08/ongoings-of-past-few-weeks-part-ii.html' title='The ongoings of the past few weeks.. Part II'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1OLNficDI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qnJRkGaE6cE/s72-c/P1060051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-6651502062900288974</id><published>2007-08-11T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T13:04:49.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ongoing of the past few weeks... Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CTNfibmI/AAAAAAAAAcM/x0SSUjGOCOY/s1600-h/P1060015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097303251060158050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CTNfibmI/AAAAAAAAAcM/x0SSUjGOCOY/s320/P1060015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matric fair @ NUS with the aikido people... from left to right.. kevin + huilin chua + me + weiye + david.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CTtfibnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rpHtmx-3axU/s1600-h/P1060019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097303259650092658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CTtfibnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rpHtmx-3axU/s320/P1060019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weiye the 'gay' trying to scandal with david...... so dumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CT9fiboI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ky_CkIO9TeM/s1600-h/P1060017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097303263945059970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CT9fiboI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ky_CkIO9TeM/s320/P1060017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A-I-K-I-D-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CUdfibpI/AAAAAAAAAck/XcxJ0zppm0c/s1600-h/P1060020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097303272534994578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CUdfibpI/AAAAAAAAAck/XcxJ0zppm0c/s320/P1060020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;proper picture of the david + weiye... haha... people say they look alike... poor david... =X&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/19938064-6651502062900288974?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/6651502062900288974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=6651502062900288974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6651502062900288974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6651502062900288974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/08/ongoing-of-past-few-weeks-part-i.html' title='The ongoing of the past few weeks... Part I'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rr1CTNfibmI/AAAAAAAAAcM/x0SSUjGOCOY/s72-c/P1060015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1815648573328172776</id><published>2007-08-09T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T20:35:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insects at Clementi woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; went hunting for Scytodes pallida on Tuesday at Clementi woods ... spent 1.5 hours and only managed to find 4 of them... but theoretically speaking.. i've got about 80+ Scytodes pallida.. since 3 of them were found with egg sacs and 1 was found with spiderlings! yups.. also met some interesting insects along the way.. looks disgusting..  bleahs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096671766313594386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD99fibhI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_NS9uSV20sM/s320/P1060037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD-dfibiI/AAAAAAAAAbs/qXwxs9DuC-k/s1600-h/P1060039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096671774903528994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD-dfibiI/AAAAAAAAAbs/qXwxs9DuC-k/s320/P1060039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD_dfibjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/sPOxNSAb6CA/s1600-h/P1060040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096671792083398194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD_dfibjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/sPOxNSAb6CA/s320/P1060040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD_9fibkI/AAAAAAAAAb8/yS7p46dxDlY/s1600-h/P1060041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096671800673332802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD_9fibkI/AAAAAAAAAb8/yS7p46dxDlY/s320/P1060041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsEAtfiblI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NeuvDWnRpko/s1600-h/P1060048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096671813558234706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsEAtfiblI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NeuvDWnRpko/s320/P1060048.JPG" 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/19938064-1815648573328172776?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1815648573328172776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1815648573328172776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1815648573328172776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1815648573328172776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/08/insects-at-clementi-woods.html' title='insects at Clementi woods'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RrsD99fibhI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_NS9uSV20sM/s72-c/P1060037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1603967339800789396</id><published>2007-08-02T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:18:18.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A really beautiful song.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; If I Stand - Jars of Clay &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more that rises in the morning than the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And more that shines in the night than just the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's more than just this fire here that keeps me warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In a shelter that is larger than this room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's a loyalty that's deeper than mere sentiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And a music higher than the songs that I can sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stuff of Earth competes for the allegiance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I owe only to the Giver of all good things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So if I stand let me stand on the promise that you will pull me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I can't, let me fall on the grace that first brought me to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's more that dances on the prairies than the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And more that pulses in the ocean than the tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's a love that's fiercer than the love between friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More gentle than a mother's when her baby's at her side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's a loyalty that's deeper than mere sentiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And a music higher than the songs that I can sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The stuff of Earth competes for the allegence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I owe only to the Giver of all good things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So if I stand let me stand on the promise that You will pull me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I can't let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So if I stand let me stand on the promise You will pull me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I can't let me fall on the grace that first brought me to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I sing let me sing for the joy that has born in me these songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for his home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I weep let it be as a man who is longing for home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/19938064-1603967339800789396?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1603967339800789396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1603967339800789396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1603967339800789396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1603967339800789396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/08/really-beautiful-song.html' title='A really beautiful song.....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1757296628953749338</id><published>2007-07-28T09:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T09:20:23.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy through the week.. + an encouragement... </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; had a busy busy week... monday to friday.. packed with stuffs to do... well.. in the midst of it .. celebrated dear lishan's bday as well.. strangely we didn't take much photos over dinner.. haha.. i guess we took too many photos during their convocation.. too tired to take more photos thereafter.. haha.. here's more pics from jas's camera.. waiting for the other photos! .... haha.. i'm so looking forward to next year! when elaine and i graduate! then we're gonna take studio photos all together! how cool! ... can just picture like a few more years down the road when we all sit down together and flip through the pics from our times in cedar.. jc times... uni times.. and graduation... =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092048422998011330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RqqXD9fibcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DV-6r37ehmc/s320/P1000923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092048431587945938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RqqXEdfibdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hHsvI9LEpJ4/s320/P1000924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092048440177880546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RqqXE9fibeI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iPJtyQqKQZc/s320/P1000942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.. pic of cat! very cute rite.. belongs to one of the phD student in the lab... he pitied me for having failed trials that day and sent me his cat's pic... super duper cute! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092048444472847858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RqqXFNfibfI/AAAAAAAAAbU/9ZsHlWrTfeI/s320/o+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092048448767815170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RqqXFdfibgI/AAAAAAAAAbc/qaHV0-A0mX0/s320/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps... seriously.. was very tired out from all the running about.. getting home super late... &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was talking to God abt this on thursday while on the bus.. then was just overwhelmed with fear.. not knowing how i would cope when school starts.. then the song 祷告was  playing on my phone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所需要的力量，你天天赐给我， 你恩典够我用。。。。&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was encouraged by these words... a reminder that the strength that i need for each day is given to me each day by God ... that His grace alone.. is sufficient for me.... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this serves as an encouragement to those who are feeling kinda weary... =) &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/19938064-1757296628953749338?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1757296628953749338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1757296628953749338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1757296628953749338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1757296628953749338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/07/busy-through-week-encouragement.html' title='&lt;b&gt;busy through the week.. + an encouragement... &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RqqXD9fibcI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DV-6r37ehmc/s72-c/P1000923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-8274334481132808295</id><published>2007-07-25T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T10:54:54.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More creepy crawlies.. + the accountants have graduated! ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6etfibYI/AAAAAAAAAac/opHDN6DU7Ao/s1600-h/P1050900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090961465559641474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6etfibYI/AAAAAAAAAac/opHDN6DU7Ao/s320/P1050900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6iNfibZI/AAAAAAAAAak/iTpOK7ndBGU/s1600-h/P1050901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090961525689183634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6iNfibZI/AAAAAAAAAak/iTpOK7ndBGU/s320/P1050901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6kNfibaI/AAAAAAAAAas/s5RTO7TiXqY/s1600-h/P1050903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090961560048922018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6kNfibaI/AAAAAAAAAas/s5RTO7TiXqY/s320/P1050903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6mNfibbI/AAAAAAAAAa0/R4MaLk87iWk/s1600-h/P1050901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090961594408660402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6mNfibbI/AAAAAAAAAa0/R4MaLk87iWk/s320/P1050901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090961426904935794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6cdfibXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/RfKjpCCmvdo/s320/convograd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha... the cedar ganG! the graduated accountants + the 2 awaiting graduation people! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-8274334481132808295?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/8274334481132808295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=8274334481132808295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8274334481132808295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8274334481132808295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-creepy-crawlies-accountants-have.html' title='More creepy crawlies.. + the accountants have graduated! ! ! !'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rqa6etfibYI/AAAAAAAAAac/opHDN6DU7Ao/s72-c/P1050900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3833535599886549929</id><published>2007-07-18T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T21:24:16.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4TzsBbL4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/MiDDa-i0ozw/s1600-h/Photo-0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088526407686631298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4TzsBbL4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/MiDDa-i0ozw/s320/Photo-0171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4Tz8BbL5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2R09ho3ZZ5I/s1600-h/Photo-0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088526411981598610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4Tz8BbL5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2R09ho3ZZ5I/s320/Photo-0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4T0MBbL6I/AAAAAAAAAaE/P93td5rqges/s1600-h/Photo-0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088526416276565922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4T0MBbL6I/AAAAAAAAAaE/P93td5rqges/s320/Photo-0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4T0MBbL7I/AAAAAAAAAaM/SiPhuthDdxw/s1600-h/Photo-0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088526416276565938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4T0MBbL7I/AAAAAAAAAaM/SiPhuthDdxw/s320/Photo-0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.. cats that i met so far.. haha.. white cat above is one lovely stray at changi village hawker centre.. real big eyes .. totally princess.. royalty look... haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brown cat is from the coffeeshop near my house.. the real life garfield.. so totally heck care about his/her surroundings... with eyes closed and dozing off while people walk past.. and me happily taking pictures.. muahaha... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3833535599886549929?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3833535599886549929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3833535599886549929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3833535599886549929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3833535599886549929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/07/cats.html' title='Cats ...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp4TzsBbL4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/MiDDa-i0ozw/s72-c/Photo-0171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-949238115523422565</id><published>2007-07-18T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T11:26:32.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's in the lab....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088371733029400434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2HIcBbL3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/DtoAdKIFUwU/s320/Photo-0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter the spider rearing room... what evil awaits..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088371728734433122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2HIMBbL2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/aGtGJwPmca4/s320/Photo-0173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet one of the many many many tarantulas in the lab! this is some mexican red knee thing that's really common in the lab.... looks quite cool.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G58BbLxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YEPFJ9sj-qY/s1600-h/Photo-0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088371483921297170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G58BbLxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YEPFJ9sj-qY/s320/Photo-0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is &lt;em&gt;Scytodes magnus&lt;/em&gt;... the huge spitting spider from Batu Caves.. last i checked.. it grew fatter... ewww.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6MBbLyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-G5WCegUH1M/s1600-h/Photo-0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088371488216264482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6MBbLyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/-G5WCegUH1M/s320/Photo-0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the tarantula again... i'm most fascinated by them.. haha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6MBbLzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/82c218DZ6t4/s1600-h/Photo-0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088371488216264498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6MBbLzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/82c218DZ6t4/s320/Photo-0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see how big it is.. not tiny tiny one ok.. and this isn't the biggest.. i found a huge black one hidden in one of those obscure.. tot got nothing inside box with alot of soil.. that one is pure evil looking mans.. shall take a pic of it next time.. if it isn't hiding in the soil that it... fierce one! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6cBbL0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/PL_EYUM3jiE/s1600-h/Photo-0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088371492511231810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6cBbL0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/PL_EYUM3jiE/s320/Photo-0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6cBbL1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/nTFef4ix4n4/s1600-h/Photo-0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088371492511231826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2G6cBbL1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/nTFef4ix4n4/s320/Photo-0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha.. in case u guys are worried.. no.. we don't conduct experiments on these guys.. too few of them to do so anyways.. and this isn't a genetics lab.. so no fooling around with DNA and watsoever.. it's behavioural lab.. we just stare at the spiders.. heh heh... =P come visit me if u dare! =P&lt;br /&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/19938064-949238115523422565?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/949238115523422565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=949238115523422565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/949238115523422565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/949238115523422565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-in-lab.html' title='what&apos;s in the lab....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rp2HIcBbL3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/DtoAdKIFUwU/s72-c/Photo-0179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3430857805467957681</id><published>2007-07-07T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T08:40:22.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Race @ Ubin 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7cjHhIupI/AAAAAAAAAX0/4cJnpeY1MUE/s1600-h/P1000620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084243525219433106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7cjHhIupI/AAAAAAAAAX0/4cJnpeY1MUE/s320/P1000620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the aikido people! weiye.. me ... huilin and peixin.. same batch ppl! just that peixin has abandoned us... =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7ckHhIuqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xlOVJ44wYV8/s1600-h/P1050846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084243542399302306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7ckHhIuqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xlOVJ44wYV8/s320/P1050846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all on the bus! on our way to changi point jetty! happy and excited! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7ckXhIurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/eTbmbEf32Lc/s1600-h/P1050855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084243546694269618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7ckXhIurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/eTbmbEf32Lc/s320/P1050855.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pretty dart board that we made... i really think it's really nice.. but it's been abandoned liaos.. bleahs... =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7clHhIusI/AAAAAAAAAYM/7tRvhQBq5i8/s1600-h/P1050878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084243559579171522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7clHhIusI/AAAAAAAAAYM/7tRvhQBq5i8/s320/P1050878.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally a group photo of BPGC YAF! haha.. not everyone present though.. missing some ppl.. but hey.. this is a start! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7cl3hIutI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mPIyVgJ57UY/s1600-h/P1050889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084243572464073426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7cl3hIutI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mPIyVgJ57UY/s320/P1050889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084245410710076162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7eQ3hIuwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6NtjBJmWouA/s320/P1050891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084245419300010770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7eRXhIuxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/_n8hJIlnP98/s320/P1050893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;beautiful beautiful scenery... why do i love to stare at sunsets.. sunrise.. the sky... the trees... the grass patch.... haha.. i think i know why ... i guess to me.. it reflects God's glory.. how amazingly He puts everything together.. and the beauty that these exhibit is but a small small reflectance of His beauty and His glory.. and i guess looking at the skies and the sea and the grassland just signifies freedom to me.. something that i always cherish.. freedom.. and my dreams.. hee hee.. yups...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wanna thank everyone who helped out for the amazing race.. wanna thank everyone who turned up.. wanna thank God for His providence.. heh heh.. really.. though i was really somewhat stressed up over this entire event.. running about and trying to settle everything .. i really enjoyed myself.. i guess i really love organizing games.. haha.. and most importantly.. really seeing how God blessed the work.. and the fantastic weather that He gave really touched me... really... through this entire process of putting the entire event together.. God really showed me what it means to trust in Him.. what it means to be working alongside Him... and a reminder that working without love is meaningless... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And if i have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, if i have all faith so as to remove mountains, but have not love, i am nothing. If i give away all i have, and if i deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, i gain nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3430857805467957681?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3430857805467957681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3430857805467957681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3430857805467957681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3430857805467957681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/07/amazing-race-ubin-2007.html' title='Amazing Race @ Ubin 2007'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Ro7cjHhIupI/AAAAAAAAAX0/4cJnpeY1MUE/s72-c/P1000620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-71371557104498523</id><published>2007-06-27T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:52:07.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Psalm 139&lt;br /&gt;To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LORD, You have searched me and known me!&lt;br /&gt;You know when I sit down and when I rise up; You discern my thoughts from afar.&lt;br /&gt;You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways.&lt;br /&gt;Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O LORD, You know it altogether.&lt;br /&gt;You hem me in, behind and before, and lay Your hand upon me.&lt;br /&gt;Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where shall I go from Your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from Your presence? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I ascend to heaven, You are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, You are there! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there Your hand shall lead me, and Your right hand shall hold me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say, "Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night," even the darkness is not dark to You; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with You.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;For You formed my inward parts; You knitted me together in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are Your works; my soul knows it very well.&lt;br /&gt;My frame was not hidden from You,when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your eyes saw my unformed substance;in Your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;How precious to me are Your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!&lt;br /&gt;If I would count them, they are more than the sand.&lt;br /&gt;I awake, and I am still with You.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Oh that You would slay the wicked, O God!  &lt;br /&gt;O men of blood, depart from me!&lt;br /&gt;They speak against You with malicious intent;  &lt;br /&gt;Your enemies take your name in vain!&lt;br /&gt;Do I not hate those who hate You, O LORD?  &lt;br /&gt;And do I not loathe those who rise up against You? I hate them with complete hatred; I count them my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Search me, O God, and know my heart!  &lt;br /&gt;Try me and know my thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-71371557104498523?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/71371557104498523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=71371557104498523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/71371557104498523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/71371557104498523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/06/psalm-139-to-choirmaster.html' title=''/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-2400469251433069834</id><published>2007-06-26T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T09:01:34.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBQHp4hRRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1RUgd8jHUwc/s1600-h/Photo-0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080148472106140946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBQHp4hRRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1RUgd8jHUwc/s320/Photo-0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the tunnel.... that leads to HP care centre! quite cool rite... eh.. blur coz i was walking and taking picture.. there were people around lah.. so dun wanna be so sua ku and make it obvious that i was taking a pic of the tunnel... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP9Z4hRMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UuboTRE3Vdk/s1600-h/Photo-0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080148296012481730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP9Z4hRMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/UuboTRE3Vdk/s320/Photo-0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cool motorbike... eh... apparently the person who set fire to this poor bike has been caught liaos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP9p4hRNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/A1wIxwKPXGg/s1600-h/Photo-0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080148300307449042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP9p4hRNI/AAAAAAAAAXI/A1wIxwKPXGg/s320/Photo-0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tadaa! muahaha... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP954hROI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Gf2EpEIHE3I/s1600-h/Photo-0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080148304602416354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP954hROI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Gf2EpEIHE3I/s320/Photo-0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pictures from Bethany trip.. just some that i took with my hp.. here's the bus stop where we wait for 188 to get back to GCTC~~~ =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP-J4hRPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/LAn04p8wwDs/s1600-h/Photo-0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080148308897383666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP-J4hRPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/LAn04p8wwDs/s320/Photo-0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty sky! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP-Z4hRQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/dxube0x_hqA/s1600-h/Photo-0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080148313192350978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBP-Z4hRQI/AAAAAAAAAXg/dxube0x_hqA/s320/Photo-0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. 1st day.. on the way to GCTC.. the guys all concussed.. and hansel even slept till he almost fell off the chair.. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPk54hRHI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MZw9kyizN5o/s1600-h/Photo-0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147875105686642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPk54hRHI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MZw9kyizN5o/s320/Photo-0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty sky outside NUS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlJ4hRII/AAAAAAAAAWg/K9mLJxia--M/s1600-h/Photo-0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147879400653954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlJ4hRII/AAAAAAAAAWg/K9mLJxia--M/s320/Photo-0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the resident brown kitty of 99.. outside GCTC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlZ4hRJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YBoZBHsbTgg/s1600-h/Photo-0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147883695621266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlZ4hRJI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YBoZBHsbTgg/s320/Photo-0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlp4hRKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6gsoFr7LyJI/s1600-h/Photo-0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147887990588578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlp4hRKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6gsoFr7LyJI/s320/Photo-0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty sky somewhere near Bethany... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlp4hRLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rjfpUIw0UG8/s1600-h/Photo-0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147887990588594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPlp4hRLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/rjfpUIw0UG8/s320/Photo-0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sunrise from GCTC... nice... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPGp4hRCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mxJ4-P_R3U8/s1600-h/Photo-0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147355414643746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPGp4hRCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mxJ4-P_R3U8/s320/Photo-0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our daily dose of watermelon during mission trip.. haha.. nice juicy and sweet watermelon! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPG54hRDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/VtZ2DgF8RdU/s1600-h/Photo-0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147359709611058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPG54hRDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/VtZ2DgF8RdU/s320/Photo-0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peixin's hand with a heart shaped carrot.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPG54hREI/AAAAAAAAAWA/PZHfp6dIL3M/s1600-h/Photo-0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147359709611074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPG54hREI/AAAAAAAAAWA/PZHfp6dIL3M/s320/Photo-0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smiley faces + heart shaped carrot! =) we did veggies printing with the old folks! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPHJ4hRFI/AAAAAAAAAWI/eUjv89dEn34/s1600-h/Photo-0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147364004578386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPHJ4hRFI/AAAAAAAAAWI/eUjv89dEn34/s320/Photo-0148.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty sky again! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPHJ4hRGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/y7U3kjVJMOo/s1600-h/Photo-0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080147364004578402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBPHJ4hRGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/y7U3kjVJMOo/s320/Photo-0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think the prettiest part of nature that singapore has would be the sky.. haha.. the whole garden city thing is landscaped = fake = not exactly natural and nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOmp4hQ9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/luCuxJtaxaM/s1600-h/Photo-0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146805658829778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOmp4hQ9I/AAAAAAAAAVI/luCuxJtaxaM/s320/Photo-0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; watched shrek 3 on a saturday at PS.. ! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOm54hQ-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/iJUexnoG7ms/s1600-h/Photo-0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146809953797090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOm54hQ-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/iJUexnoG7ms/s320/Photo-0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chaplain office in Bethany.. don't ask me why a huge pooh bear is there.... i dun understand either... but i found it rather amusing.. heh heh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOnJ4hQ_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/vQJSeQqXMpw/s1600-h/Photo-0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146814248764402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOnJ4hQ_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/vQJSeQqXMpw/s320/Photo-0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOnJ4hRAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bcZgoAyMVrQ/s1600-h/Photo-0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146814248764418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOnJ4hRAI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bcZgoAyMVrQ/s320/Photo-0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had nydc dinner on the last night of mission trip... ! yummies.. all thanks to the guys who endured bed bugs and hence GC didn't charge us for the guys accommodation.. heh heh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOnJ4hRBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sDMA_jCcCqk/s1600-h/Photo-0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146814248764434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOnJ4hRBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/sDMA_jCcCqk/s320/Photo-0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hui'en's bday! haha.. 'surprised' her by showing up at her place with yummie choc cake...! but she sort of expected it from all the fishy things that the guys did... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOJ54hQ4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ea6FVDVRXxE/s1600-h/Photo-0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146311737590658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOJ54hQ4I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ea6FVDVRXxE/s320/Photo-0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boo! oh no.. i just realised that i'm like as fair as her liaos... ... ... ... it's the lightings!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKJ4hQ5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/sYASWOitw-M/s1600-h/Photo-0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146316032557970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKJ4hQ5I/AAAAAAAAAUo/sYASWOitw-M/s320/Photo-0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heh heh.. i thought this is quite a cool picture.. taken from the family service centre where we had soul retreat... was watching the sun rise.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKZ4hQ6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/lQeHdHswiQQ/s1600-h/Photo-0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146320327525282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKZ4hQ6I/AAAAAAAAAUw/lQeHdHswiQQ/s320/Photo-0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the sun is rising! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKZ4hQ7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ntTcaA0YabY/s1600-h/Photo-0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146320327525298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKZ4hQ7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ntTcaA0YabY/s320/Photo-0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; met up with cedar gang last saturday.. had dinner at Chicago steakhouse(?) at cineleisure... food wasn't fantastic.. and i think i recalled complaining that the menu was boring.. haha.. and jasmine ordered steak.. and it was so bloody... yucks.. disgusting lahs.. and she was sitting like opposite me .. and her steak was like ewwww lahs... and so i couldn't take it anymore and told her to flip her steak around... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKp4hQ8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/DRRhqJxLqB4/s1600-h/Photo-0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080146324622492610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBOKp4hQ8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/DRRhqJxLqB4/s320/Photo-0171.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which resulted in a more pleasant view... bahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19938064-2400469251433069834?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/2400469251433069834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=2400469251433069834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2400469251433069834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2400469251433069834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RoBQHp4hRRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1RUgd8jHUwc/s72-c/Photo-0118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-6474740829142011147</id><published>2007-06-22T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T15:46:11.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is funny....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to ubin yesterday for recce trip...&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 Saturday! Amazing Race !! 1:30pm to 7pm..! join me! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i was about to file the map of ubin away when i saw this paragraph...&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;If you are lost in Pular Ubin, just remember this: 500 years ago, Christopher Columbus also did not know geography but being brave and adventurous, he perservered, sailed on and discovered the America. The rest is history. So if you are lost in ubin, you'll be delighted to discover yourself and amazed by the capability of nature to refresh the mind and body, something which orchard road can never do.&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;Pulau Ubin is only a small island approx 7 by 3 km. All roads lead back to Rome. In this case, the village and jetty&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;haha.. i think whoever wrote this is like super cute lahs... haha.. anyways.. some pics from yesterday's recce trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078783351110845202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rnt2jJ4hQxI/AAAAAAAAATo/qByPYaEMABg/s320/P1050832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiley face mosquito patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078783368290714402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rnt2kJ4hQyI/AAAAAAAAATw/NApPFuj_FyI/s320/P1050834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i love the sea... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078783381175616306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rnt2k54hQzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KngMlbDqVpU/s320/P1050838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;casualty.... =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078783389765550914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rnt2lZ4hQ0I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Jzgo5BhgNlk/s320/P1050840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;funky phone screen! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078784055485481810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rnt3MJ4hQ1I/AAAAAAAAAUI/R0qV7y2h_Lk/s320/P1050843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yummie nasi lemak @ Changi Village.. heh hehs... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078791133591585650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rnt9oJ4hQ3I/AAAAAAAAAUY/paUCu-bxsi8/s320/P1050845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;beautiful sky right outside my window... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-6474740829142011147?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/6474740829142011147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=6474740829142011147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6474740829142011147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6474740829142011147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-funny.html' title='This is funny....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rnt2jJ4hQxI/AAAAAAAAATo/qByPYaEMABg/s72-c/P1050832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-740758699542240160</id><published>2007-06-20T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T10:34:50.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mission&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a call going out&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Across the land in every nation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A call to those who swear allegiance to the cross of Christ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A call to true humility, to live our live responsibly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To deepen our devotion to the cross at any price&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us then be sober, moving only in the Spirit&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As aliens and strangers in a hostile foreign land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The message we're proclaiming is repentance and forgiveness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The offer of salvation to a dying race of man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love the Lord our God&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the heartbeat of our mission&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The spring from which our service overflows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Across the street, Or around the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mission's still the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proclaim and live the Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Jesus' name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a candle is consumed by the passion of the flame&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spilling light unsparingly throughout a darkened room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let us burn to know Him deeper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then our service flaming bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will radiate his passions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And blaze with holy light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Church camp theme song....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a reminder of the important things of being a Christian....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to love the Lord our God....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To proclaim and live the truth in Jesus' name....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was good...&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;learnt some stuffs... both from the messages and the sharing by others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think right now.. the verse that keeps coming to me is this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 21:4 &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And He will wipe away every tear from their eyes.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone shared this during the camp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can He wipe away the tears if there are no tears shed?&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:4&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although the situation may look bleak... although i feel so much like just walking away... but just remembering that God knows every tear that's shed.. and He will wipe away every tear allows me to continue to hope and trust in Him... &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pray along with me for my family... &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-740758699542240160?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/740758699542240160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=740758699542240160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Hillsong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A love that's never failing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let mercy fall on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A kindness of a Savior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hope of nations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He can move the mountains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My God is Mighty to save&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is Mighty to save&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Author of salvation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He rose and conquered the grave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me as You find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my fears and failures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fill my life again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything i believe in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now i surrender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine your light and let the whole world see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're singing for the glory of the risen King...Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups... back from mission trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wonderful time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 weeks with bunch of lovely people... both my team and the old folks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking forward to going back to visit next week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking forward to getting all the photos that we all took together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeps.. i miss the communal living!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss all our crap and nonsense...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss the rooftop at GCTC... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright.. for now.. it's looking onwards to Church camp @ Batam! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-9125584390336125434?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/9125584390336125434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=9125584390336125434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rlocstm5cuI/AAAAAAAAATg/2CiFuXjpqVw/s1600-h/bethany+prayer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069395885041480418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rlocstm5cuI/AAAAAAAAATg/2CiFuXjpqVw/s400/bethany+prayer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna be away for the next two weeks.... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on mission trip to Bethany Methodist Nursing Home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls pray for me and my team... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/19938064-3580885015910061571?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rlocstm5cuI/AAAAAAAAATg/2CiFuXjpqVw/s72-c/bethany+prayer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1179817302270651810</id><published>2007-05-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T19:31:31.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avalon - Everything To Me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I grew up in sunday school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I memorized the Golden rule&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how Jesus came to set the sinner free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know the story inside out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can tell you all about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The path that led Him up to Calvary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But ask me why He loves me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know what to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i'll never be the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because he changed my life when He became...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's more than a story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more than words on a page of history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's the air that I breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The water I thirst for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the ground beneath my feet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's everything, everything to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're living in uncertain times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And more and more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I find that i'm aware&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of just how fragile life can be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to tell the world I found &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A love that turned my life around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They need to know that they can taste and see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now everyday I'm praying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to give my heart away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want live for Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So that someone else might see that he is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's more than a story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more than words on a page of history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's the air that I breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The water I thirst for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the ground beneath my feet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And looking back over my life at the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll go to meet you saying you've been...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're everything to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're more than a story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More than words on a page of history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're everything to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're more than a story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More than words on a page of history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the air that I breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The water I thirst for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the ground beneath my feet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're everything to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, You're everything to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-1179817302270651810?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1179817302270651810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1179817302270651810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1179817302270651810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1179817302270651810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything-to-me.html' title='Everything to me'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-796569180920287043</id><published>2007-05-20T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T16:08:23.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts and reflections</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago.. i asked God two questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is it right for me to have my own dreams..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What does it mean to be satisfied by God alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i struggled for the past two weeks with God.. kept pondering whether it was right for me to have my own dreams.. things i wanna do.. a dream lifestyle that i wanna have and all... at some point of time.. i decided that it wasn't right for me to have such dreams.. coz that would mean that i'm trying to take charge of my life .. taking things and making decisions that will allow me to achieve my dreams.. and putting God out of my life.... it was a struggle .. really.. and at that point of time.. i wanted so much to just shut everything out.. i didn't wanna think about this issue anymore... but God pursued me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading this book "Captivating" by John and Stasi Eldredge.. got it as a gift from Mengjet and Esther last year.. as i neared the end of the book.. God answered my question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an excerpt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is written on your heart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I said earlier, the invitations of Jesus come to us in many ways. Sometimes they come through circumstance, an opportunity that opens before us. Sometimes they come through other people who see something in us that we may not yet see, and they invite us to step forth in some way. But God's invitations ultimately are matters of the heart. They come through our passions , those desires set deep within us. What is it you yearn to see happen - how do you long for the world to be a better place? What makes you so angry you nearly see red? What brings you to tears? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will find that as God restores your heart and sets you free, you will recover long lost passions, long forsaken dreams. You'll find yourself drawn to some vision for making the world a better place. Those emerging desires are invitations - not to rush out and attempt them immediately. That also is naive. They are invitations to bring your heart to your Lover(Jesus) and ask him to clarify, to deepen, to speak to you about how and when and with whom.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this.. i realised that God isn't someone who doesn't care about my dreams and my emotions.. He cares.. and the passions that He gave me are for a reason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two Saturdays.. Auntie Cecilia came down to share with us on the theme of Choices Deeds and Consequences.. i didn't really think much about it.. i&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i knew how to make proper choices.. basically.. i went with the just go and listen for additional information kinda attitude.. not expecting anything great....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shared on two Bible characters.. Joseph and Daniel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=genesis%2037&amp;version=31"&gt;Genesis 37&lt;/a&gt;, Joseph was given two dreams from God.. just two dreams.. two dreams that seem so impossible and absurd even.. given all that he went through for the next few years of his life... but through it all, Joseph held on to the dreams that God gave him and never wavered.. and as we all know.. the dreams came through.. after many many many years... after years of hardship and trials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book of &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=daniel;&amp;version=31;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt;, Daniel and his four friends did right in the eyes of the Lord, and He affirmed them by granting them favour in the eyes of the steward in charge of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't until a few hours ago.. when i refused to read those journal articles on my bus trips that i started thinking .. reflecting and talking to God about my dreams again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i reflected back... i realised that God has been affirming my dreams... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. in a way.. i dun really know what exactly my dreams are.. but i know that i wanna work with animals.. they really bring me alot of joy.. just looking at them... and i always wondered if God would grant me this dream since i cannot picture how working with animals would bring Him glory.. as compared to say being a missionary.. social worker and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess it was precisely because of such thinking that i've always believed that God will NEVER grant me my dreams.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey.. apparently.. this isn't so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry into NUS (instead of Melbourne Uni) .. made me realised that my real interest isn't that much of stitching up animals.. cleaning their wounds.. vaccinating them .. etc.. He closed the door for Melbourne Uni and Vet science... and gave me Life Science in NUS instead... mind you.. He kept that door closed 3 times in 3 years... -bleahs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking LSM 1103 Biodiversity made me fall in love with Biology... and i decided to change my concentration from Biomedical Sciences to Biology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on UROPS.. "visitors effect on zoo animals" made me realised that i'm interested in how animals behave.... UROPS oral exam made me realised the existence of A/P Li Daiqin.. who specialises in Animal Behaviour ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly.. my final year project... a gift from God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He closed the door for working with Dr. Peter Todd... animal and environment interaction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of the many people who approached A/P Li for honours project... i managed to get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i met up with him only 1 week after the exams, when many others had met up with him already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i went into his office that day.. totally unprepared, having no idea what project i wanna proposed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i didn't read up on the many articles that i was suppose to read up on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the midst of my 'anyhow whack a project' he actually got interested in one of them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you see God's hand on all of these???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't at first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and such a revelation just takes my breath away... how amazing.. how sweet... how comforting... it is to know that God has been affirming my interest all these while.. how He led me onto the correct path without me even realising it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess like what Zhehao said yesterday during our group sharing.. "when you know that God gives you to green light to go ahead.. you can be assured and you'll have peace in your heart.. no matter what situations may come... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. i have peace... and full of excitement.. ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, i offer my life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a song that i love and hate at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;that's why i wasn't very erms happy(?).. (dun reallie know what word to use to describe my feelings lah..) when i saw that it was one of the songs for singspiration yesterday.. i didn't wanna sing that song at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wishes and dreams that are yet to come through" all to be offered and surrendered into the hands of God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to.. coz i dun want my dreams to be taken away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now.. finally.. i can sing this song with joy.. with thanksgiving... because i know and i trust that the dream that God has for me.. for my life is bigger.. greater... much more fulfilling than the dream that i have for myself.. that's He cares about my passions too.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know alot of uncertainties lies ahead of me.. but hey.. that's why i need to continue to cling on to God... and trust in His faithfulness and His plan for my life! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God... ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) =) =) =) =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-796569180920287043?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/796569180920287043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=796569180920287043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/796569180920287043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/796569180920287043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-thoughts-and-reflections.html' title='My thoughts and reflections'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7371735810402982309</id><published>2007-05-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:24:15.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunsets~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3SJtm5csI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XIUB66tVEqI/s1600-h/Photo-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065936220165075650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3SJtm5csI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XIUB66tVEqI/s320/Photo-0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3SJtm5ctI/AAAAAAAAATY/hjaYLGj_0ts/s1600-h/Photo-0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065936220165075666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3SJtm5ctI/AAAAAAAAATY/hjaYLGj_0ts/s320/Photo-0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beautiful sunset that i captured at the track today... reallie wonderful to have such beautiful sunsets... it's a painting from God to me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3RZdm5cpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4SyA0yVkTis/s1600-h/Photo-0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3RZdm5cqI/AAAAAAAAATA/zl5n5NXlAR8/s1600-h/Photo-0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3RZtm5crI/AAAAAAAAATI/if_6kqn8cqA/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065935395531354802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3RZtm5crI/AAAAAAAAATI/if_6kqn8cqA/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha.. after a long long time .. with lots of people nagging at me.. i finally put on my hakama for the first time today.. yups.. and i had like a crowd gathering around me while i was wearing my hakama.. haha.. coz i dunnot how to wear! in the end.. rasco helped me with it.. heh heh.. well.. he also gave me a very very helpful tip! 'nobody's gonna inspect how u wear your hakama! just make sure that it stays on throughout training!" haha.. yups... so with that.. i shall anyhow whack a way to put on that hakama liaos! it's really troublesome ok.. spend so much time wearing it.. spend so much time taking it off.. spend so much time folding it nicely... SO TROUBLESOME.... =S&lt;br /&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/19938064-7371735810402982309?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7371735810402982309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7371735810402982309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7371735810402982309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7371735810402982309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/sunsets.html' title='sunsets~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk3SJtm5csI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XIUB66tVEqI/s72-c/Photo-0112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-8475113535505361525</id><published>2007-05-18T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:09:57.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with my DG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZNm5cjI/AAAAAAAAASI/DFFnGElh8OQ/s1600-h/17052007840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065792450429809202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZNm5cjI/AAAAAAAAASI/DFFnGElh8OQ/s320/17052007840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my gals made me wear those 'rabbitty' thingy... haha... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZdm5ckI/AAAAAAAAASQ/uxaSV-uvQkc/s1600-h/Photo-0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065792454724776514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZdm5ckI/AAAAAAAAASQ/uxaSV-uvQkc/s320/Photo-0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tadaa.. amelia and sabrina.. my two cute cute disciples....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZtm5clI/AAAAAAAAASY/6ISUruR096w/s1600-h/Photo-0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065792459019743826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZtm5clI/AAAAAAAAASY/6ISUruR096w/s320/Photo-0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fighting at toy 'r' us! too friendly fight le... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZ9m5cmI/AAAAAAAAASg/gxnTxHcWT-U/s1600-h/Photo-0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065792463314711138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZ9m5cmI/AAAAAAAAASg/gxnTxHcWT-U/s320/Photo-0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heh heh.. and i made them wear funny stuffs too~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PaNm5cnI/AAAAAAAAASo/aO775uP8i3g/s1600-h/Photo-0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065792467609678450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PaNm5cnI/AAAAAAAAASo/aO775uP8i3g/s320/Photo-0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love sunset.. i love sunrise too! =)&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/19938064-8475113535505361525?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/8475113535505361525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=8475113535505361525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8475113535505361525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8475113535505361525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/outing-with-my-dg.html' title='Outing with my DG!'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rk1PZNm5cjI/AAAAAAAAASI/DFFnGElh8OQ/s72-c/17052007840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-5758758296956639574</id><published>2007-05-14T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T13:29:29.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things that need to be done</title><content type='html'>1 week of holidays gone! JUST LIKE THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a busy busy week ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of stuffs to be done ... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in no particular order.. just typing whatever that comes to mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.. i've finally gotten my final year project! yay.. i'm gonna be in NUS for ANOTHER YEAR.. haha... ok.. not that bad.. given then i dun even know what i'm gonna do if i graduate... so staying around in school isn't that bad afterall.. heh heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.. gonna be working on spiders.. -ewwww- .. i hope i'll develop erms.. some liking for them soon... =...( i can't stand these creepy crawlies!!! ... oh well... spiders... eight legs.. many eyes... EWWWWWWWW~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FYP proposal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mission trip stuffs... prayer calendar... scripts for skit... blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Plan for diving trip ! (interested pls let me know asap!!!! =) planning to go in august! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. catch up with my two gals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Play games!! Jedi Knights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Watch dvds!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Go donate blood!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleep!!! Sleep Sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Plan for night cycling/ubin cycling..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Meet up with my dearest Cedar gang!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. learn to play guitaR! (hopefully i can learn another song at least.. haha.. though i still love chewy chewy.. hee hee )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much stuffs to do !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so little time!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-5758758296956639574?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/5758758296956639574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=5758758296956639574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5758758296956639574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5758758296956639574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/things-that-need-to-be-done.html' title='The things that need to be done'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-7733559699991747684</id><published>2007-05-06T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:56:31.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night out @ geylang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Late night out at geylang with hui'en.. diphom.. vivien.. dillon and weiyen mummie! .. haha.. crazy bunch of us were on our way home .. then reached Geylang.. weiyen's place.. and crazy dillon suggested eating beancurd... and the rest of us actually said ok! keeping in mind that we were suppose to catch bus at Bukit Timah.. and it was already 11:30pm... yups.. we're crazy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061429125249193138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3O-QpLVLI/AAAAAAAAARY/137j3kIrxf4/s320/Photo-0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the lousy blurry photo that diphom took for the three gals... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061429129544160450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3O-gpLVMI/AAAAAAAAARg/GoMRgpX8ytw/s320/Photo-0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diphom and hui'en .... see.. professional photo taken by me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061429129544160466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3O-gpLVNI/AAAAAAAAARo/mqXTjw2ogTM/s320/Photo-0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dillon and disciple! still a good photo.. coz taken by me! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061429129544160482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3O-gpLVOI/AAAAAAAAARw/ddqMieLy07Q/s320/Photo-0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two criminals spotted eating beancurd and you tiao @ Geylang at 11:45pm.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061429133839127794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3O-wpLVPI/AAAAAAAAAR4/n1FBdTGralI/s320/Photo-0099e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the disciple and the SM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-7733559699991747684?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/7733559699991747684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=7733559699991747684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7733559699991747684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/7733559699991747684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/late-night-out-geylang.html' title='Late night out @ geylang...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3O-QpLVLI/AAAAAAAAARY/137j3kIrxf4/s72-c/Photo-0095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-8698241466942000306</id><published>2007-05-06T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:46:01.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day i finished exams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; 3 May 2007 ... end of exams!! wooSh.. haha... went out with church ppl to celebrate after our last paper.. heh heh... guess what we did... a bunch of 20+ year olds.... went to pet safari @ vivo... then.. went to ARCADE! hahaha.. it's been ages since i last stepped into arcade lah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061426750132278434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3M0ApLVKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/N6wy8EjT8S4/s320/Photo-0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;diphom and daniel racing! look so fierce.... 0_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061425942678426770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3MFApLVJI/AAAAAAAAARI/zjh8wbKFBfg/s320/Photo-0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;wah.. so stressed!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061425938383459426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3MEwpLVGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FTWzGDm5SV8/s320/Photo-0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; after catching spiderman 3.. went for yummie dinner... yummie food.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061425942678426738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3MFApLVHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/6MCfV_JPhtU/s320/Photo-0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061425942678426754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3MFApLVII/AAAAAAAAARA/d-S6_3QaWmw/s320/Photo-0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061425938383459410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3MEwpLVFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CIg3yhmPYg8/s320/Photo-0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see! diphom was so SATISFIED...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*muaHahaHa* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-8698241466942000306?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/8698241466942000306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=8698241466942000306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8698241466942000306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/8698241466942000306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/day-i-finished-exams.html' title='the day i finished exams...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3M0ApLVKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/N6wy8EjT8S4/s72-c/Photo-0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-4007682109529205560</id><published>2007-05-06T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:48:38.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos taken while mugging for the exams.. haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061422502409622546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8wpLVBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FGf3SYpTkhY/s320/Photo-0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gloomy staircase up to the muggerland @ Science Library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8gpLU-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/meaCJm9Xuzc/s1600-h/Photo-0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8gpLVAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/yo9RdUgYbNc/s1600-h/Photo-0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061422498114655234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8gpLVAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/yo9RdUgYbNc/s320/Photo-0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the view from my fave table... the clouds.. the forest.. and the building... love it when the mynahs fly by.. heh heh.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8wpLVCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rkDQ78Cg_io/s1600-h/Photo-0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061422502409622562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8wpLVCI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rkDQ78Cg_io/s320/Photo-0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a nice sunset... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423954108568642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3KRQpLVEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/vz8VaCXhh0g/s320/Photo-0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same sunset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423949813601330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3KRApLVDI/AAAAAAAAAQY/jg6A0hXuWSc/s320/Photo-0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to be creative... haha... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061422498114655218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8gpLU_I/AAAAAAAAAP4/WSbfVZRZ68M/s320/Photo-0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of weiye when i was going crazy over free radicals... haha.. can't reallie see clearly lah.. it's an ugly stick gal pulling hair till hair drop.. -_-&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/19938064-4007682109529205560?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/4007682109529205560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=4007682109529205560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4007682109529205560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4007682109529205560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/mugging-in-school.html' title='Mugging in school'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3I8wpLVBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FGf3SYpTkhY/s72-c/Photo-0081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-1753549419265175236</id><published>2007-05-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:22:52.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sunday school kids... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3H5ApLU7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4_FxAwh8yEA/s1600-h/Photo-0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061421338473485234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3H5ApLU7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4_FxAwh8yEA/s320/Photo-0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; keith keith.. haha.. playing charades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061421338473485250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3H5ApLU8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/qCJexlHgoIg/s320/Photo-0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gabriel! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061421342768452562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3H5QpLU9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/1x-SXiLA8OM/s320/Photo-0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.. and i finally got a good pic of dear super adorable keith.. =D *beams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-1753549419265175236?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/1753549419265175236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=1753549419265175236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1753549419265175236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/1753549419265175236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-sunday-school-kids.html' title='my sunday school kids... =)'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rj3H5ApLU7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/4_FxAwh8yEA/s72-c/Photo-0070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-5721354089867941621</id><published>2007-05-05T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T12:26:08.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Cleaning up my room~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; haha.. i decided to clear up my room slightly today... so horrible.. i think i almost died of lung failure.. muahahah... not my fault.. somehow my room gathers dust like super easily... -sighs-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060925819506610562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjwFOApLUYI/AAAAAAAAALA/LqZlHGD_1nI/s320/P1050826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;look!! so many many many soft toys!!! ok.. that's it mans.. i love soft toys.. but i dunno what to do with them!! they're like constantly fighting for space.. no place to put them... if only they can be compressed... bleahs... this is the result of having too many stuff toys.. and they're great at gathering dust too... *chOkes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060925836686479778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjwFPApLUaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PHqeOQAl-DA/s320/P1050828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and so.. i finally made up my mind to store some of them away.. into the storeroom they go... hais.. poor things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060925828096545170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjwFOgpLUZI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZLj6Aq9CpK4/s320/P1050827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok.. see.. now the cupboard is quite empty.. used to be filled with stuff toys... haha... nice! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060925840981447090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjwFPQpLUbI/AAAAAAAAALY/FN96gYPSCEU/s320/P1050830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so.. i decided to put some books on the shelf.. haha... and my poor remaining stuff toys are living in squatter settlement.. like stuffed together... ooPs... ok lah.. at least they're better off than those who went into the storeroom le... heh heh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok.. so now my room is like erms... 1/5 cleaned... i cleared my desk too! and i washed all my stationery! and i washed my deuter bag!! wow... i feel so super clean now... ok wait.. i'm dirty now coz of all the dust on me.. but my stuffs are clean... and i'm gonna shower now.. then i'll be clean! wOOsH~ ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok.. that's it.. stop laughing at me liaos... BAHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19938064-5721354089867941621?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/5721354089867941621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=5721354089867941621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5721354089867941621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5721354089867941621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/cleaning-up-my-room.html' title='~Cleaning up my room~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjwFOApLUYI/AAAAAAAAALA/LqZlHGD_1nI/s72-c/P1050826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-6858582320736524371</id><published>2007-05-01T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:32:21.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If u consume too much carrots....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok.. i'm bored.. i should be mugging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;bahs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways.. i really like Dr. Jenner! haha.. lecturer for Free radicals...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;coz... he's friendly... and he uses cute stuffs on his lecture notes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;provide entertainment for muggers like me... heh heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;do u know what happens when u consume too much carrots...papaya.. etc.. i.e. overdose of beta carotene??? haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059427868057751922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rjay1wpLUXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C3WryuG3qwk/s320/orange+face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;u turn into orange face!! haha.. i got this from the lecture notes ok.. dun say that i'm lame... muahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;eh.. this phenomenon occurs because beta carotene is fat soluble and hence accumulates in FATS... which is just beneath the surface of the skin.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok... fact for the day is over for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;back to mugging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;will post more if i see find more interesting facts.... and pictures... haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;bleahs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MUG......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/19938064-6858582320736524371?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/6858582320736524371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=6858582320736524371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6858582320736524371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6858582320736524371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-u-consume-too-much-carrots.html' title='If u consume too much carrots....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rjay1wpLUXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C3WryuG3qwk/s72-c/orange+face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-692627460829480024</id><published>2007-04-26T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T19:54:00.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Girls' Night Out~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; the night out with ever dearest cedar gang... heh heh.. missing weiting though... heard that we're gonna banish her from our gang liaos ... ooPs....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057702794443313458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjCR5QpLUTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SmQXdBGCEcI/s320/CIMG0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the food!! yummie... from TCC... heh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057702798738280770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjCR5gpLUUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E7ZiUzAlKfE/s320/CIMG0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;more yummie food~ love the way they decor the food... heh heh... photography worthy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057702803033248082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjCR5wpLUVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6hJdB0Kmxck/s320/CIMG0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gang! the colours vs the dull and boring.... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057702811623182690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjCR6QpLUWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iTg5bHM8AWc/s320/CIMG0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the colourful people!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057702150198219042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjCRTwpLUSI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fe-vHt_HkxM/s320/CIMG0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lousy wifey who refuses to let me 'eat soft rice' .. hais... so mean right...? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19938064-692627460829480024?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/692627460829480024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=692627460829480024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/692627460829480024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/692627460829480024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/04/girls-night-out.html' title='~Girls&apos; Night Out~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RjCR5QpLUTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SmQXdBGCEcI/s72-c/CIMG0625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3098849794259495156</id><published>2007-04-16T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T11:12:14.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Place in this world - Michael W. Smith</title><content type='html'>My Place In This World - Michael W. Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind is moving&lt;br /&gt;But I am standing still&lt;br /&gt;A life of pages&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be filled&lt;br /&gt;A heart that's hopeful&lt;br /&gt;A head that's full of dreams&lt;br /&gt;But this becoming&lt;br /&gt;Is harder than it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Roamin' through the night to find&lt;br /&gt;My place in this world&lt;br /&gt;My place in this world&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot to lean on&lt;br /&gt;I need your light to help me find&lt;br /&gt;My place in this world&lt;br /&gt;My place in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are millions&lt;br /&gt;Down on their knees&lt;br /&gt;Among the many&lt;br /&gt;Can you still hear me&lt;br /&gt;Hear me asking&lt;br /&gt;Where do I belong?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a vision&lt;br /&gt;That I can call my own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me, I'm&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Roamin' through the night to find&lt;br /&gt;My place in this world&lt;br /&gt;My place in this world&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot to lean on&lt;br /&gt;I need your light to help me find&lt;br /&gt;My place in this world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3098849794259495156?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3098849794259495156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3098849794259495156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3098849794259495156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3098849794259495156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-place-in-this-world-michael-w-smith.html' title='My Place in this world - Michael W. Smith'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-2663154011899103735</id><published>2007-04-14T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T19:04:56.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life thus far~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzV2-a2dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wPgoTE6lPHc/s1600-h/Photo-0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235970025642450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzV2-a2dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wPgoTE6lPHc/s320/Photo-0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hui hui and me~ haha... slacking away during choc party.. yuMMies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzV2-a2eI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iZmtzfqHI88/s1600-h/Photo-0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235970025642466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzV2-a2eI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iZmtzfqHI88/s320/Photo-0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peixin and me! shagged after cleaning up... x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzWG-a2fI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UMO2MJChgug/s1600-h/Photo-0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235596363487618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzAG-a2YI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wJNJIJlibOQ/s320/Photo-0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a cat that i met after morning jog.. heh.. i know it's blur lah.. but this cat made me a little happier~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235596363487602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzAG-a2XI/AAAAAAAAAIg/28oWHztp8bQ/s320/Photo-0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Easter Sunday School! =) loads of kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235338665449794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCyxG-a2UI/AAAAAAAAAII/byMgtWwaLrw/s320/Photo-0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235338665449810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCyxG-a2VI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ad3AHUs2kMc/s320/Photo-0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Kids listening to story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235342960417122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCyxW-a2WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6ZmbI9VoPXg/s320/Photo-0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my p4 kid!! little gabriel is kawaii~ and a shy boy boy... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235600658454930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzAW-a2ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VhL2pFwy1Gg/s320/Photo-0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lunch with peixin and hui'en at long john! peixin's sad that she's only eating the tray... *patpat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235789637015970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzLW-a2aI/AAAAAAAAAI4/a_1552RQ2N4/s320/Photo-0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pre exams retail therapy resulted in this nice looking pouch! =) bought @ Bukit Panjang Plaza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235793931983282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzLm-a2bI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jmzmeBcxIYw/s320/Photo-0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i told hui'en that i'll blog about this... miss banana read the zhen ji as yan wuo... my goodness.. her birds' nest really comes cheap..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053235793931983298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzLm-a2cI/AAAAAAAAAJI/S5FFBCRz26A/s320/Photo-0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok.. we were bored on the train... heh heh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-2663154011899103735?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/2663154011899103735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=2663154011899103735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2663154011899103735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2663154011899103735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-life-thus-far.html' title='my life thus far~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RiCzV2-a2dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wPgoTE6lPHc/s72-c/Photo-0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-2098716582638033541</id><published>2007-04-12T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:09:46.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life</title><content type='html'>was doing QT today and this song came to mind once again... somehow i think i'm going through this entire cycle of having to be brought to the point of realizing that once again.. time and again.. i've failed to surrender my life to God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really struggle with that line...&lt;br /&gt;" Wishes and dreams that are yet to come through..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think yesterday, as Shuhui prayed for me.. i'm reminded that God isn't just interested in my walk with Him.. in what area am I serving... but He is interested in the things that matters to me as well.. my hopes.. my dreams and my interests... that really really comforted me alot... that my God is not high up there.. ignoring the smallest details of my life.. but that He cares... He really does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Corinthians 4:18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just reflecting upon this verse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God has reminded me that I will never be satisfied with life.... because it isn't perfect... but to look forward to what lies in the future... the eternal kingdom of God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Offer my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am, all that I have&lt;br /&gt;I lay them down before you, oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;All my regrets, all my acclaims&lt;br /&gt;The joy and the pain, I'm making them yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I offer my life to you&lt;br /&gt;Everything I've been through&lt;br /&gt;Use it for your glory&lt;br /&gt;Lord I offer my days to you&lt;br /&gt;Lifting my praise to you&lt;br /&gt;As a pleasing sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Lord I offer you my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in the past, things yet unseen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishes and dreams that are yet to come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my heart, alll of my praise&lt;br /&gt;My heart and my hands are lifted to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we give&lt;br /&gt;That you have not given?&lt;br /&gt;And what do we have&lt;br /&gt;That is not already yours?&lt;br /&gt;All we possess&lt;br /&gt;Are these lives we're living&lt;br /&gt;That's what we give to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-2098716582638033541?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/2098716582638033541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=2098716582638033541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2098716582638033541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2098716582638033541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-life.html' title='my life'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3002563157022193532</id><published>2007-04-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:35:44.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhpLaeNE-TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tWDmReaBOY8/s1600-h/tanjaaskani_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051432850206030130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhpLaeNE-TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tWDmReaBOY8/s320/tanjaaskani_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i put this picture as my wallpaper for my handphone.... cute isn't she? but somehow.. today.. as i looked at the picture on my handphone.. i felt sad... a sinking feeling...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess the picture reminded me of my desire to work with animals...  today.. i shared on two occassions, about how i never wanted to get into life science in NUS.. that i had wanted to do vet science... on both occassions, people weren't really interested ... well.. it's not that i'm bothered that people weren't interested in what i am interested in.. but i guess it made me remember my passion once again... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know that i'm really blessed... i know that God has blessed me with good results all the while.. and i'm thankful for that.. and it has come to a point where i started to question.. so what now? what do You want me to do with these? what do You want me to do with my life? I know i have to live my life to bring glory and honour to You, but what exactly can i do? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think i'm tired.. really.. tired of interacting with humans... never knew that it can get so tiring.. i wish i could say that i love working with people.. but i dun... i just wanna work with the animals... i just wanna wander about.. experiencing new things... discovering new stuffs... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i remember weiye once asked me if i'll regret giving up on the scholarship.. i told him no... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it isn't that i've given up.. but i'm not being given the chance to... perhaps it's not what i wanna do as well... i dun really know... i like animals.. i wanna work with them... i wanna study them.. i wanna understand them... but everything just seems so broad... Singapore just seems too small... too limited... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life isn't just about being happy... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss the excitement of a netball match...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss the joy of seeing a golden retriever... a husky.. an alaskan malamute.. a schnauzer... a corgy... of hugging them.. of being licked by them...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss night cycling... the cool night breeze and the stillness of the night....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss exploring different places in Sydney...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-3002563157022193532?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3002563157022193532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3002563157022193532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3002563157022193532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3002563157022193532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/04/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhpLaeNE-TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/tWDmReaBOY8/s72-c/tanjaaskani_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-783194201101111531</id><published>2007-04-03T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:44:56.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random shots~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMX6oGOuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Lv_tYSuAPTs/s1600-h/Photo-0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049041368505531106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMX6oGOuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Lv_tYSuAPTs/s320/Photo-0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yummy egg~... i wanna poke the egg yolk~~~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMYKoGOvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Wu1TDtvILBo/s1600-h/Photo-0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049041372800498418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMYKoGOvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Wu1TDtvILBo/s320/Photo-0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shuhui's bday cake.. ok.. slice of cake... courtesy of boss.. who always buys one slice of cake from Spinelli for birthday celebration... -__-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMYKoGOwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/l04oeDZSVaA/s1600-h/Photo-0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049041372800498434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMYKoGOwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/l04oeDZSVaA/s320/Photo-0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YuMMie chicken rice from Dover Market.. i think... had lunch cum "PT" with boss and Dillon... =S yah! and there's like two chicken rice stores over there.. and they fight for customers! as in they're like super eager to get u seated and super eager to get ur orders.. so stress.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMYaoGOxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7lZmk3gNrOY/s1600-h/Photo-0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049041377095465746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMYaoGOxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/7lZmk3gNrOY/s320/Photo-0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yummy.. almond jelly.. i love longans... heh heh.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049042279038597922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHNM6oGOyI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FNtbAGbKl2k/s320/Photo-0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;bread with chickie floss and cheese... bread is like super thick.. not very nice though... forgot the name of the restaurant liaos.. but it's in lot 1.. that's all i know..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049042652700752690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHNiqoGOzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pnSpk4z7rXU/s320/Photo-0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tadaa... presenting.. the dog.. the little mr. bean and the giant rabbit! =) i was bored... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-783194201101111531?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/783194201101111531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=783194201101111531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/783194201101111531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/783194201101111531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-shots.html' title='Random shots~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RhHMX6oGOuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Lv_tYSuAPTs/s72-c/Photo-0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-2871231591336252788</id><published>2007-03-31T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T06:09:09.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let me say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just let me say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me say how much I love You&lt;br /&gt;Let me speak of Your mercy and grace&lt;br /&gt;Just let me live in a shadow of Your beauty&lt;br /&gt;Let me see You face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the earth will shake as Your Word goes forth&lt;br /&gt;And the heavens will tremble and fall&lt;br /&gt;But let me say how much I love You&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Savior, my Lord and Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me hear Your finest whispers&lt;br /&gt;As You gently call my name&lt;br /&gt;And let me see Your power and Your glory&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel Your spirit's flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me find You in the desert&lt;br /&gt;Till this sand is holy ground&lt;br /&gt;And I am found completely surrendered&lt;br /&gt;To You my Lord and Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me say how much I love You&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart I long for You&lt;br /&gt;For I am caught in this passion of knowing&lt;br /&gt;This endless love I've found in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the depth of grace, the forgiveness found&lt;br /&gt;To be called a child of God&lt;br /&gt;Just makes me say how much I love You&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Savior, my Lord and Friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just makes me say how much I love You&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Savior, my Lord and Friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-2871231591336252788?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/2871231591336252788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=2871231591336252788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2871231591336252788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2871231591336252788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-let-me-say.html' title='Just let me say...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-5420949748235704136</id><published>2007-03-13T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:18:36.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight reasons why I believe that Jesus rose from the dead - by John Piper</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eight Reasons Why I Believe That Jesus Rose from the Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; by John Piper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Jesus himself testified to his coming resurrection from the dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus spoke openly about what would happen to him: crucifixion and then resurrection from the dead. “The Son of Man must suffer many things and be rejected by the elders and the chief priests and the scribes and be killed, and after three days rise again” (Mark 8:31; see also Matthew 17:22;Luke 9:22). Those who consider the resurrection of Christ unbelievable will probably say that Jesus was deluded or (more likely) that the early church put these statements in his mouth to make him teach the falsehood that they themselves conceived. But those who read the Gospels and come to the considered conviction that the one who speaks so compellingly through these witnesses is not the figment of foolish imagination will be unsatisfied with this effort to explain away Jesus’ own testimony to his resurrection from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;This is especially true in view of the fact that the words which predict the resurrection are not only the simple straightforward words quoted above, but also the very oblique and indirect words which are far less likely to be the simple invention of deluded disciples. For example, two separate witnesses testify in two very different ways to Jesus’ statement during his lifetime that if his enemies destroyed the temple (of his body), he would build it again in three days (John 2:19; Mark 14:58; cf. Matthew 26:61). He also spoke illusively of the “sign of Jonah” Three days in the heart of the earth (Matthew 12:39; 16:4). And he hinted at it again in Matthew 21:42 “The very stone which the builders rejected has become the head of the corner.” On top of his own witness to the coming resurrection, his accusers said that this was part of Jesus’ claim: “Sir, we remember how that impostor said, while he was still alive, ‘After three days I will rise’” (Matthew 27:63).&lt;br /&gt;Our first evidence of the resurrection, therefore, is that Jesus himself spoke of it. The breadth and nature of the sayings make it unlikely that a deluded church made these up. And the character of Jesus himself, revealed in these witnesses, has not been judged by most people to be a lunatic or a deceiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The tomb was empty on Easter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest documents claim this: “When they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus” (Luke 24:3). And the enemies of Jesus confirmed it by claiming that the disciples had stolen the body (Matthew 28:13). The dead body of Jesus could not be found. There are four possible ways to account for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.1 His foes stole the body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they did (and they never claimed to have done so), they surely would have produced the body to stop the successful spread of the Christian faith in the very city where the crucifixion occurred. But they could not produce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.2 His friends stole the body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an early rumor (Matthew 28:11-15). Is it probable? Could they have overcome the guards at the tomb? More important, would they have begun to preach with such authority that Jesus was raised, knowing that he was not? Would they have risked their lives and accepted beatings for something they knew was a fraud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.3 Jesus was not dead, but only unconscious when they laid him in the tomb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He awoke, removed the stone, overcame the soldiers, and vanished from history after a few meetings with his disciples in which he convinced them he was risen from the dead. Even the foes of Jesus did not try this line. He was obviously dead. The Romans saw to that. The stone could not be moved by one man from within who had just been stabbed in the side by a spear and spent six hours nailed to a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.4 God raised Jesus from the dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he said would happen. It is what the disciples said did happen. But as long as there is a remote possibility of explaining the resurrection naturalistically, modern people say we should not jump to a supernatural explanation. Is this reasonable? I don’t think so. Of course, we don’t want to be gullible. But neither do we want to reject the truth just because it’s strange. We need to be aware that our commitments at this point are much affected by our preferences,  either for the state of affairs that would arise from the truth of the resurrection, or for the state of affairs that would arise from the falsehood of the resurrection. If the message of Jesus has opened you to the reality of God and the need of forgiveness, for example, then anti-supernatural dogma might lose its power over your mind. Could it be that this openness is not prejudice for the resurrection, but freedom from prejudice against it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 3. The disciples were almost immediately transformed from men who were hopeless and fearful after the crucifixion (Luke 24:21, John 20:19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) into men who were confident and bold witnesses of the resurrection (Acts 2:25; 3:15, 4:2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their explanation of this change was that they had seen the risen Christ and had been authorized to be his witnesses (Acts 2:32). The most popular competing explanation is that their confidence was owing to hallucinations. There are numerous problems with such a notion. The disciples were not gullible, but level-headed skeptics both before and after the resurrection (Mark 9:32, Luke 24:11, John 20:8-9, 25). Moreover, is the deep and noble teaching of those who witnessed the risen Christ the stuff of which hallucinations are made? What about Paul’s great letter to the Romans? I personally find it hard to think of this giant intellect and deeply transparent soul as deluded or deceptive, and he claimed to have seen the risen Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Paul claimed that, not only had he seen the risen Christ, but that 500 others had seen him also, and many were still alive when he made this public claim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then he appeared to more than five hundred brothers at one time, most of whom are still alive, though some have fallen asleep” (1 Corinthians 15:6). What makes this so relevant is that this was written to Greeks who were skeptical of such claims when many of these witnesses were still alive. So it was a risky claim if it could be disproved by a little firsthand research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The sheer existence of a thriving, empire-conquering early Christian church supports the truth of the resurrection claim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church spread on the power of the testimony that Jesus was raised from the dead and that God had thus made him both Lord and Christ (Acts 2:36). The Lordship of Christ over all nations is based on his victory over death. This is the message that spread all over the world. Its power to cross cultures and create one new people of God was a strong testimony of its truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 6. The Apostle Paul’s conversion supports the truth of the resurrection. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He argues to a partially unsympathetic audience in Galatians 1:11-17 that his gospel comes from the risen Jesus Christ, not from men. His argument is that before his Damascus Road experience when he saw the risen Jesus, he was violently opposed to the Christian faith (Acts 9:1). But now, to everyone’s astonishment, he is risking his life for the gospel (Acts 9:24-25). His explanation: The risen Jesus appeared to him and authorized him to spearhead the Gentile mission (Acts 26:15-18). Can we credit such a testimony? This leads to the next argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. The New Testament witnesses do not bear the stamp of dupes or deceivers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you credit a witness? How do you decide whether to believe a person’s testimony? The decision to give credence to a person’s testimony is not the same as completing a mathematical equation. The certainty is of a different kind, yet can be just as firm (I trust my wife’s testimony that she is faithful). When a witness is dead, we can base our judgment of him only on the content of his writings and the testimonies of others about him. How do Peter and John and Matthew and Paul stack up?&lt;br /&gt;In my judgment (and at this point we can live authentically only by our own judgment? Luke 12:57), these men’s writings do not read like the works of gullible, easily deceived or deceiving men. Their insights into human nature are profound. Their personal commitment is sober and carefully stated. Their teachings are coherent and do not look like the invention of unstable men. The moral and spiritual standard is high. And the lives of these men are totally devoted to the truth and to the honor of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. There is a self-authenticating glory in the gospel of Christ’s death and resurrection as narrated by the biblical witnesses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Testament teaches that God sent the Holy Spirit to glorify Jesus as the Son of God. Jesus said, “When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth.... He will glorify me” (John 16:13). The Holy Spirit does not do this by telling us that Jesus rose from the dead. He does it by opening our eyes to see the self-authenticating glory of Christ in the narrative of his life and death and resurrection. He enables us to see Jesus as he really was, so that he is irresistibly true and beautiful. The apostle stated the problem of our blindness and the solution like this: “The god of this world has blinded the minds of the unbelievers, to keep them from seeing the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God.... For God, who said, ‘Let light shine out of darkness,’ has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ” (2 Corinthians 4:4, 6).&lt;br /&gt;A saving knowledge of Christ crucified and risen is not the mere result of right reasoning about historical facts. It is the result of spiritual illumination to see those facts for what they really are: a revelation of the truth and glory of God in the face of Christ,  who is the same yesterday today and forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-5420949748235704136?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/5420949748235704136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=5420949748235704136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5420949748235704136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5420949748235704136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/03/eight-reasons-why-i-believe-that-jesus.html' title='Eight reasons why I believe that Jesus rose from the dead - by John Piper'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-6254534039366368342</id><published>2007-03-06T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T11:56:34.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ another lazy day ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hOho... another tuesday... i love tuesdays... no lessons for me... haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally finish watching all 15 episodes of 花样少年少女。。。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't like the way it ended.. super dumb.. it's like the author of this manga story just wanted to finish it off.. and didn't even bother to come up with a proper ending.. or maybe he/she was just trying to be unique.... watever... i dun accept such ending... it's like so 没水准。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright... some pics to fill up this blog.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038654310080990370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RezlZipeTKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OQ8-yaUYAf4/s320/IMG_9814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kangeroo spotted at Smith's Lake... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038654353030663394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RezlcCpeTOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/AlD74MqK6Fg/s320/P1040763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a little meh meh in Taronga zoo~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038654344440728786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RezlbipeTNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a9yAjGhLThM/s320/P1050658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tadaa.. presenting... the postcard form of Sydney Opera House.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038654322965892274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RezlaSpeTLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/beKRhAa4xwM/s320/IMG_9876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038654331555826882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RezlaypeTMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2kWqsSY1_to/s320/P1050625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with the plant lecturer.. Peter Jobson.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-6254534039366368342?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/6254534039366368342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=6254534039366368342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6254534039366368342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/6254534039366368342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-lazy-day.html' title='~ another lazy day ~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RezlZipeTKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OQ8-yaUYAf4/s72-c/IMG_9814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-2592959690097136852</id><published>2007-02-21T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:55:43.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some thoughts</title><content type='html'>well... this has gotta be the first time that i'm actually treating this blog as a blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid sem break.. time to slow down.. time to think through.. time to catch up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't really thought about much stuffs through the chinese new year break.. was quite sick the past few days.. didn't have much energy to do anything.. and it was a great excuse to be laid back... and not do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow.. started reflecting abit today... realised that i'm being put on the crossroads....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisions to make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one that will affect the next 1 year of my life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another that will probably affect my research focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. realised that i hate making decisions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess.. i've always live life with the "never do anything that u'll regret" kinda attitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't say that it works all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lotsa regrets in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess the fear of making decisions stems from this fear of regretting the choice in future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at this time when i need God the most.. i find myself running away from Him.. i dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. i just feel like shutting out everyone.. everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about my honours year project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i know what i want.... but there's this fear that i've gotta conquer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate facing such fears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have alot of fears... be it physical or mental kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to shout out loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I WILL CONQUER MY FEAR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... words are just mere words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy to blurt out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;action is the one that counts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of fears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember what JA said about me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"someone who has taught me what it means to pursue dreams"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wondered what i ever did to make him say that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess.. it feels much better being able to type all these out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno who's reading all these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel somewhat relieved blurting all these out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if a knot has been untied in my throat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我依然相信。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;最美的愿望一定最疯狂。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-2592959690097136852?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/2592959690097136852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=2592959690097136852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2592959690097136852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/2592959690097136852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-thoughts.html' title='some thoughts'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-5809864264416464374</id><published>2007-02-17T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T13:44:36.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful....</title><content type='html'>Why was my burden so heavy?" I slammed the bedroom door and leaned against it. Is there no rest from this life? I wondered. I stumbled to my bed and dropped onto it, pressing my pillow around my ears to shut out the noise of my existence. "Oh God," I cried, "let me sleep. Let me sleep forever and never wake up!" With a deep sob I tried to will myself into oblivion, then welcomed the blackness that came over me. Light surrounded me as I regained consciousness. I focused on its source: The figure of a man standing before a cross. "My child," the person asked, "why did you want to come to Me before I am ready to call you?" "Lord, I'm sorry. It's just that. I can't go on. You see how hard it is for me. Look at this awful burden on my back. I simply can't carry it anymore." "But haven't I told you to cast all of your burdens upon Me, because I care for you? My yoke is easy, and My burden is light." "I knew You would say that. But why does mine have to be so heavy?" "My child, everyone in the world has a burden. Perhaps you would like to try a different one?" "I can do that?" He pointed to several burdens lying at His feet. "You may try any of these." All of them seemed to be of equal size. But each was labeled with a name. "There's Joan's," I said. Joan was married to a wealthy businessman. She lived in a sprawling estate and dressed her three daughters in the prettiest designer clothes. Sometimes she drove me to church in her Cadillac when my car was broken. "Let me try that one." How difficult could her burden be? I thought. The Lord removed my burden and placed Joan's on my shoulders. I sank to my knees beneath its weight. "Take it off!" I said. "What makes it so heavy?" "Look inside." I untied the straps and opened the top. Inside was a figure of her Mother-in-law, and when I lifted it out, it began to speak. "Joan, you'll never be good enough for my son," it began. "He never should have married you. You're a terrible mother to my grandchildren." I quickly placed the figure back in the pack and withdrew another. It was Donna, Joan's youngest daughter. Her head was bandaged from the surgery that had failed to resolve her epilepsy. A third figure was Joan's brother. Addicted to drugs, he had been convicted of killing a police officer. "I see why her burden is so heavy, Lord. But she's always smiling and helping others. I didn't realize." "Would you like to try another?" He asked quietly. I tested several. Paula's felt heavy: She was raising four small boys without a father. Debra's did too: A childhood of sexual abuse and a marriage of emotional abuse. When I came to Ruth's burden, I didn't even try. I knew that inside I would find arthritis, old age, a demanding full-time job, and a beloved husband in a nursing home. "They're all too heavy, Lord," I said. "Give back my own." As I lifted the familiar load once again, it seemed much lighter than the others. "Lets look inside" He said. I turned away, holding it close. "That's not a good idea," I said. "Why?" "There's a lot of junk in there." "Let Me see." The gentle thunder of His voice compelled me. I opened my burden. He pulled out a brick. Tell me about this one." "Lord, You know. It's money. I know we don't suffer like people in some countries or even the homeless here in America. But we have no insurance, and when the kids get sick, we can't always take them to the doctor. They've never been to a dentist. And I'm tired of dressing them in hand-me-downs." "My child, I will supply all of your needs. and your children's. I've given them healthy bodies. I will teach them that expensive clothing doesn't make a person valuable in My sight." Then He lifted out the figure of a small boy. "And this?" He asked. "Andrew." I hung my head, ashamed to call my son a burden. "But,Lord, he's hyperactive. He's not quiet like the other two. He makes me so tired. He's always getting hurt, and someone is bound to think I abuse him. I yell at him all the time. Someday I may really hurt him." "My child," He said, "If you trust Me, I will renew your strength, if you allow Me to fill you with My Spirit, I will give you patience." Then He took some pebbles from my burden. "Yes, Lord," I said with a sigh. "Those are small. But they're important. I hate my hair. It's thin, and I can't make it look nice. I can't afford to go to the beauty shop. I'm overweight and can't stay on a diet. Ihate all my clothes. I hate the way I look!" "My child, people look at your outward appearance, but I look at your heart. By My Spirit you can gain self-control to lose weight. But your beauty should not come from outward appearance. Instead, it should come from your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in My sight." My burden now seemed lighter than before. "I guess I can handle it now," I said. "There is more," he said. "Hand Me that last brick." "Oh, You don't have to take that. I can handle it. "My child, give it to Me." Again His voice compelled me. He reached out His hand, and for the first time I saw the ugly wound. "But, Lord, this brick is so awful, so nasty, so..Lord! What happened to your hands? They're so scarred!" No longer focused on my burden, I looked for the first time into His face. In His brow were ragged scars-as though someone had pressed thorns into His flesh. "Lord," I whispered. "What happened to You?" His loving eyes reached into my soul. "My child, you know. Hand Me the brick. It belongs to Me. I bought it." "How?" "With My blood." "But why, Lord?" "Because I have loved you with an everlasting love. Give it to Me." I placed the filthy brick into His wounded palm. It contained all the dirt and evil of my life: my pride, my selfishness, the depression that constantly tormented me. He turned to the cross and hurled my brick into the pool of blood at its base. It hardly made a ripple. "Now, My child, you need to go back. I will be with you always. When you are troubled, call to Me and I will help you and show you things you cannot imagine now." "Yes, Lord, I will call on You." I reached to pick up my burden. "You may leave that here if you wish. You see all these burdens? They are the ones that others have left at My feet. Joan's, Paula's, Debra's, Ruth's.. When you leave your burden here, I carry it with you. Remember, My yoke is easy and My burden is light." As I placed my burden with Him, the light began to fade. Yet I heard Him whisper, "I will never leave you, nor forsake you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-5809864264416464374?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/5809864264416464374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=5809864264416464374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5809864264416464374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/5809864264416464374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/02/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-3790735398139372973</id><published>2007-02-12T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:09:20.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNSW and Night time Sydney....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_cBQQuTGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8pGWHZDVHB8/s1600-h/P1040330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030481222899223650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_cBQQuTGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8pGWHZDVHB8/s320/P1040330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tall white Xmas tree in the shopping centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_byQQuTBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fCSvgl9NYpY/s1600-h/P1040311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480965201185810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_byQQuTBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fCSvgl9NYpY/s320/P1040311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darling Harbour... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bygQuTCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/APdDJckZXIE/s1600-h/P1040307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480969496153122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bygQuTCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/APdDJckZXIE/s320/P1040307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darling Harbour again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bywQuTDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wCoSseL-xAc/s1600-h/P1040317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480973791120434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bywQuTDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wCoSseL-xAc/s320/P1040317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yachts at Darling Harbour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bzAQuTEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AdBOZ8KLyAs/s1600-h/P1040324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480978086087746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bzAQuTEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AdBOZ8KLyAs/s320/P1040324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yet again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bzQQuTFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/W_5RbG5RIc0/s1600-h/P1040333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480982381055058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bzQQuTFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/W_5RbG5RIc0/s320/P1040333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not really huge Xmas tree outside the shopping centre... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bKgQuS8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/X6QAEjviClc/s1600-h/P1040266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480282301385666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bKgQuS8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/X6QAEjviClc/s320/P1040266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AUTOMATED CONVENIENCE STORE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bKwQuS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7zTRbTQRKtI/s1600-h/P1040267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480286596352978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bKwQuS9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7zTRbTQRKtI/s320/P1040267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha.. didn't find one for non humans in the campus.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bLAQuS-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/jpgCPdvPAW0/s1600-h/P1040269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480290891320290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bLAQuS-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/jpgCPdvPAW0/s320/P1040269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tadaa... an ARCADE in the campus !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bLQQuS_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/pp1XoHwwkQQ/s1600-h/P1040271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480295186287602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bLQQuS_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/pp1XoHwwkQQ/s320/P1040271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty ceiling... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bLQQuTAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/G6Xtonw8j1E/s1600-h/P1040273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030480295186287618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_bLQQuTAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/G6Xtonw8j1E/s320/P1040273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan mates! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/19938064-3790735398139372973?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/3790735398139372973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=3790735398139372973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3790735398139372973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/3790735398139372973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/02/unsw-and-night-time-sydney.html' title='UNSW and Night time Sydney....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_cBQQuTGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8pGWHZDVHB8/s72-c/P1040330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-647651818980720358</id><published>2007-02-12T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:12:34.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics!</title><content type='html'>ok.. once again.. i'm feeling bored at lecture... falling asleep... so in order to prevent myself from falling asleep.... (this is like a small small seminar room lecture... can't afford to be dozing off under the lecturer's nose !!! )... i decided to post more pics from aussie... haha... coming in batches huh... haha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030477477687741330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YnQQuS5I/AAAAAAAAADY/PBpII4IA6Xo/s320/P1040245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;here's a little scorpion.. only 1 pincer! so cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YngQuS6I/AAAAAAAAADg/Gp7_iR6Xms0/s1600-h/P1040250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030477481982708642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YngQuS6I/AAAAAAAAADg/Gp7_iR6Xms0/s320/P1040250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha.. blurry pic of a really tiny frog.. it's really tiny.. trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YnwQuS7I/AAAAAAAAADo/A956vQNLT8c/s1600-h/P1040258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030477486277675954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YnwQuS7I/AAAAAAAAADo/A956vQNLT8c/s320/P1040258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a lovely corgy that we encountered on our way back to the city... =) reallie lovely doggie with nice owners who allowed me to pet their little doggie!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDAQuS0I/AAAAAAAAACw/LBRSSu700sU/s1600-h/P1040186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476854917483330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDAQuS0I/AAAAAAAAACw/LBRSSu700sU/s320/P1040186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our bunk in Smith Lake... yucky mattresses!! fear of ticks and mites and every other creepy crawlies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDQQuS1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/5TjxbAyufOQ/s1600-h/P1040188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476859212450642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDQQuS1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/5TjxbAyufOQ/s320/P1040188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hair trap! ouch... for the little inquisitive mammals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDQQuS2I/AAAAAAAAADA/80205VpFYV8/s1600-h/P1040200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476859212450658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDQQuS2I/AAAAAAAAADA/80205VpFYV8/s320/P1040200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love sunsets! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDgQuS3I/AAAAAAAAADI/jaCCmyvnIVY/s1600-h/P1040223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476863507417970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDgQuS3I/AAAAAAAAADI/jaCCmyvnIVY/s320/P1040223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty unknown flower.. haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDwQuS4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/m_2zX0HRSbM/s1600-h/P1040230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476867802385282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YDwQuS4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/m_2zX0HRSbM/s320/P1040230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an inflorescence !! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XbwQuSwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RB0xt-BZY-4/s1600-h/P1040155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476180607617794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XbwQuSwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RB0xt-BZY-4/s320/P1040155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the swamp... doesn't look like Sungei Buloh right.. it's too erms.. bright! =) MANGROVES ARE NOT DIRTY! ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XcAQuSxI/AAAAAAAAACY/8sEOD6dBsfs/s1600-h/P1040172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476184902585106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XcAQuSxI/AAAAAAAAACY/8sEOD6dBsfs/s320/P1040172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shallow waters .. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XcQQuSyI/AAAAAAAAACg/56NEyBY1CMk/s1600-h/P1040181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476189197552418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XcQQuSyI/AAAAAAAAACg/56NEyBY1CMk/s320/P1040181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice rite?? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XcgQuSzI/AAAAAAAAACo/bCvM7r71wfY/s1600-h/P1040185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476193492519730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_XcgQuSzI/AAAAAAAAACo/bCvM7r71wfY/s320/P1040185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jelly like blob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/19938064-647651818980720358?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/647651818980720358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=647651818980720358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/647651818980720358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/647651818980720358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-pics.html' title='more pics!'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/Rc_YnQQuS5I/AAAAAAAAADY/PBpII4IA6Xo/s72-c/P1040245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-318906122851304183</id><published>2007-01-22T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:12:35.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics from aussie... part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZK1r0xI/AAAAAAAAABM/1xUZZjpR-e4/s1600-h/P1040101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669603645149970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZK1r0xI/AAAAAAAAABM/1xUZZjpR-e4/s320/P1040101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha... this is the view from MY room back in Sydney.. beautiful isn't it... and i think this is like almost 8pm? haha.. summer = long days... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZa1r0yI/AAAAAAAAABU/wHrDbgP4_x8/s1600-h/P1040103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669607940117282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZa1r0yI/AAAAAAAAABU/wHrDbgP4_x8/s320/P1040103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our first meal at Sydney.. maggie mee... + cabbage... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZq1r0zI/AAAAAAAAABc/LjmalzIRfB8/s1600-h/P1040106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669612235084594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZq1r0zI/AAAAAAAAABc/LjmalzIRfB8/s320/P1040106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the living room... and that small thingy at the back is the small small kitchen! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZ61r00I/AAAAAAAAABk/-HlRsszjuF8/s1600-h/P1040107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669616530051906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZ61r00I/AAAAAAAAABk/-HlRsszjuF8/s320/P1040107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the balconey.. but nobody uses it coz it's like super cold all the time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa4K1r0sI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Xm9ekx7GbtM/s1600-h/P1040033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669036709466818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa4K1r0sI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Xm9ekx7GbtM/s320/P1040033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beautiful clouds... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa461r0tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RR0V01PJI6g/s1600-h/P1040074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669049594368722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa461r0tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/RR0V01PJI6g/s320/P1040074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view of unilodge.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa5K1r0uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qne6Fhom32I/s1600-h/P1040069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669053889336034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa5K1r0uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qne6Fhom32I/s320/P1040069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty houses in the suburbs... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa5a1r0vI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qFGUpGprLbY/s1600-h/P1040086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669058184303346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa5a1r0vI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qFGUpGprLbY/s320/P1040086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UNSW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa5q1r0wI/AAAAAAAAABE/C8OYtghql9s/s1600-h/P1040096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022669062479270658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQa5q1r0wI/AAAAAAAAABE/C8OYtghql9s/s320/P1040096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretty suburb... =)&lt;br /&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/19938064-318906122851304183?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/318906122851304183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=318906122851304183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/318906122851304183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/318906122851304183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-pics-from-aussie-part-i.html' title='some pics from aussie... part I'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RbQbZK1r0xI/AAAAAAAAABM/1xUZZjpR-e4/s72-c/P1040101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-221129783734404402</id><published>2007-01-13T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:45:04.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i'm back!!! haha.. ok .. for the uninformed... i was away for the holidays.. yup.. all 30 days of it.. and i spent it in the nice nice Aussieland!!! yea... took alot of photos... but that shall have to wait till i clear my work from Aussieland.... yea.. i didn't go there for holiday holiday.. i went there to... STUDY... @ University of New South Wales! haha... yea... but most of the time.. I was more of a part time student.. full time tourist.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;say hello to the cute cute koala from Taronga zoo!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019340376925524658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RahHeq1r0rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/aFvSgajIlxE/s320/P1040659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/19938064-221129783734404402?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/221129783734404402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=221129783734404402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/221129783734404402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/221129783734404402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2007/01/boo.html' title='BOO!'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RahHeq1r0rI/AAAAAAAAAAY/aFvSgajIlxE/s72-c/P1040659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-88204783737614844</id><published>2006-12-04T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:45:36.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some entertainment from Prof Ip's notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RXNhflMHn5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iXwWpWLvqqs/s1600-h/evolution.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004450806125535122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RXNhflMHn5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iXwWpWLvqqs/s320/evolution.JPG" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i present to you.... EVOLUTION!!!!! yay~!~!~!~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/19938064-88204783737614844?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/88204783737614844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=88204783737614844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/88204783737614844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/88204783737614844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-entertainment-from-prof-ips-notes.html' title='Some entertainment from Prof Ip&apos;s notes'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/RXNhflMHn5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/iXwWpWLvqqs/s72-c/evolution.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-4481442202418744746</id><published>2006-11-14T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:06:04.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6928/2433/1600/P1040014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6928/2433/320/P1040014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yay~... buddies.. fellow gossipers.. crapper.... noise makers... and best of all sisters in Christ!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6928/2433/1600/P1040009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6928/2433/320/P1040009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dancing king Kai'en~!.. the only one who appreciates my 'chewy chewy...' =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-4481442202418744746?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/4481442202418744746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=4481442202418744746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4481442202418744746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4481442202418744746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/11/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-4311878093613394190</id><published>2006-11-11T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:49:04.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans are the most advanced animals....</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. after going through so many years (4 years+) of biology/life science... i've never ceased to wonder about this question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" why do humans always think that mammals are more advanced than fishes and invertebrates..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why are humans considered the most advance animal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. of course.. God's word tells us so lah.. but i was just wondering how people who do not believe in the Bible or God come to this conclusion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ego? perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.. i was just trying to find out about a certain von Baer's Law from the internet.. (coz lousy lecturer never got the point across .. to me at least... ).. and lo and behold.. i found out that mR von Baer has a sense of humour indeed... (who says scientists are boring!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something that i got from the website... (&lt;a href="http://7e.devbio.com/article.php?ch=1&amp;id=1"&gt;http://7e.devbio.com/article.php?ch=1&amp;amp;id=1&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Von Baer was not adverse to using his lively wit and sense of irony to ridicule transformationists. He wrote (1828) a paragraph of his book as if a bird were a transformationist biologist writing such a volume. This bird, he said, would note that adult humans lack beaks, just as embryonic birds do. Their adult extremities are very much alike (having not differentiated into wings and legs) just as is the case of embryonic birds. Furthermore, we mammals show only the most primitive form of feather production. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Therefore (this avian scientist would conclude), birds are far more advanced than humans, and the adult human resembles the embryonic bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-4311878093613394190?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/4311878093613394190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=4311878093613394190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4311878093613394190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/4311878093613394190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/11/humans-are-most-advanced-animals.html' title='Humans are the most advanced animals....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-116295443173540369</id><published>2006-11-08T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:29.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the little one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/newbie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/newbie.0.jpg" 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/19938064-116295443173540369?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/116295443173540369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=116295443173540369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/116295443173540369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/116295443173540369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-little-one.html' title='For the little one...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115957700272881291</id><published>2006-09-30T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:29.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another installment of bday stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/4b16scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/4b16scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; my bday cake!~!~ i love the rabbits.. so cute.. haha.. tiramisu made by mr kwan~ &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/c056scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;group pic with the aikido ppl.. hee hee.. nice balloons.... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030683.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; nice fishie bracelet from yinghong.. geraldine and shirlyn~ =) fisher of men~ fishermen's frenz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030685.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; earrings from diphom and dichan~!~.. haha.. so cute~~~~ so animaly~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030687.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; mOO mOo cow!!.. yups... she shall be called moo moo haha... trust me to come up with cool names for my stuff toys.. =D&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice big jewellery box from peixin and huilin.. and ecommers(?) hee hee.. can put all my earrings.. and blah blah blah inside~~~ nice nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19938064-115957700272881291?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115957700272881291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115957700272881291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115957700272881291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115957700272881291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-installment-of-bday-stuffs.html' title='another installment of bday stuffs'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115940410136906167</id><published>2006-09-28T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:28.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st bday part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; blogger was kinda cranky yesterday.. so i can only upload the rest of the pressies now lohs.. yups.. first up.. the very lovely book that huilin made and compiled... with loads of nice nice messages from aikido ppl... hee hee.. thanks a bunch ppl.. and huge THANK YOU to huilin for making such a lovely thing for me... =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030681.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yup.. next is this anklet for moshi moshi.. haha.. bought with the taka voucher also.. bleahs.. quite cheap yea.. hee hee.. think ard $17+ bucks.. then added a bell... me love bells... but not too many.. hee hee... i'm kidish.. whatever... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030680.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030680.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; yup... down to the very first present i got from my ever dearest cedar peePs.. the nice nice adidas jacket... hee hee.. i like it yea... though initially didn't reallie love the colour.. but well... ri jiu shen qing mahs.. haha... and this jacket really keeps me warm!! so nice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030682.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha.. no.. the humans aren't gifts.. just a bunch of lovely gals from ACTS camp... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Acts 1:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;        But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you, and you will be My witnesses in Jerusalem and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030602.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/19938064-115940410136906167?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115940410136906167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115940410136906167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115940410136906167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115940410136906167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/09/21st-bday-part-ii.html' title='21st bday part II'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115936109362644711</id><published>2006-09-27T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:28.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmmm... 21st birthday.. i wouldn't say that is super fabulous and fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;i recall that weiye kept telling me that i should do more stuffs to make my 21st bday a memorable one... like having chalet and all... i didn't have a chalet.. i didn't have any party of any sort... but i'm happy and i know that this 21st birthday is a memorable one.. not because of the presents i received.. but because i learnt something... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups... i learnt to be thankful... i remember that 1 week ago.. while on my way down to meet my cedar gang for my bday celebration.. it suddenly dawned on me that i've been very unappreciative of everything and everyone around me... it dawned on me that these friends of mine are willing to take time off their super busy and super hectic schedule to celebrate my brithday with me.. and i'm thankful for that.. i'm thankful for friends who are willing to spend time with me... even though we've drifted apart since sec sch days... thankful for the joy and laughter that we enjoy everytime we gather.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad and thankful.. just wanna say a huge thank you to shufen.. lishan.. jasmine.. elaine.. qi... weiting also lah.. haha.. for our 8 years of friendship... for always taking time out to meet up for birthday celebrations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to Crusade friends.. ppl who are ever so caring and nice... =) for remembering my bday.. for the bday song... for the prayers... for the encouragement... for everything... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful for great friends in aikido... for the time and effort u guys and gals put in for the cake.. balloons... book.. and head scratching for my present... thank you ppl for celebrating my bday with me... thank you for the fun and joy and happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... the book that huilin made for me.. with everyone's well wishes.. as i read through it .. i noticed how most ppl commented that i'm happy and bubbly.. and i'm glad that i've brought smiles to them.. that sometimes i've managed to brighten up the day just a little... i'm thankful for that.. i thank God that He gave me a reason to be happy.. to be cheery.. and jump with joy... =) not everyone goes through life as smoothly as i did... and i'm thankful for all the blessings that God has showered upon me... and i'm thankful that i too can be used to bless others.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups.. so though this 21st year of my life on earth did not come with huge celebration.. but i'll remember it always.. for the friends.. for their effort and time spent to celebrate my bday for me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. here's what i got for my bday... haha.. alot of items were bought though.. coz of the 100 bucks taka voucher... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;some namecard holder thingy for mum and dad... hee hee... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030674.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; letter pad!! for me to write letters to everyone~~ haha.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030677.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; bear bear.. yay.. i love stuff toys ok.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030678.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; pen and some nametag holder for my mum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030675.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; haha.. tissue box cover.. always wanted one... hee hee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;chocolate sundae at some super expensive jap restaurant... 8 bucks ok!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;green tea ice cream with mochi~~~ also 8 bucks i thinK....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030673.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; yay.. nice top~ from taka... i had a hard time shopping for clothes there.. all so oldish.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030669.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; pencil case from 37 degrees... not gonna use it as pencil case.. it shall be my miscellaneous bag. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030671.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; erm.. i think i shall make this my pencil case lah.. the cat is expensive cat ok.. 22 bucks for this wors... wouldn't buy it if not for the voucher lohs.... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/19938064-115936109362644711?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115936109362644711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115936109362644711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115936109362644711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115936109362644711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/09/21st-birthday.html' title='21st Birthday'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115905859410503602</id><published>2006-09-24T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:28.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice of Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The kind of faith it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To climb out of this boat and then on to the crashing waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To step out of my comfort zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And He's holding out His hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the waves are calling out my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And they laugh at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The waves they keep on telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time and time again. "Boy, you never win!""You never win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The kind of strength it takesto stand before a giant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With just a sling and a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shaking in their armor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the giant's calling out my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And he laughs at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The giant keeps on telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time and time again. "Boy you'll never win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the stone was just the right size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To put the giant on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the waves they don't seem so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On top of them lookin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I soar with the wings of EAGLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singing over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me (calling out to me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will choose to listen and believe-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will listen and believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will listen and believe the Voice of Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will listen and believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause Jesus You are the Voice of Truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I will listen to You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-115905859410503602?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115905859410503602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115905859410503602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115905859410503602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115905859410503602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/09/voice-of-truth.html' title='Voice of Truth'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115668942876752030</id><published>2006-08-27T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:27.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another dose of random pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0244.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~meow~ catty here was happily seated on a cushioned chair somewhere in Chong Pang...  ~meow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0257.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; i couldn't resist taking a pic of this super ridiculous cat... haha.. he/she is cross eyed!!! my gosh.. it's like so weird lah... reminded me of Hui'en.. muahahahahahah... u're gonna be like this soon gal.... muahahaha... ooPs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0258.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i am cat.... watch me staRe at YOU.... -claws out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0242.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated yinhong's bday.. haha.. my two lovely disciples.... booHoo.. give to sharon liaos... soBs soBs... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0256.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0256.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0248.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0249.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;watch me turn into gardener.. haha... pollinated orchids wors.. so pretty.. i think some orchids are really pretty~ prettier than roses... haha... maybe guys should consider stealing some from the plant house on S1 level 7 for their gfs.. ooPs.. sorry... THOU SHALT NOT STEAL... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0246.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i grew disgusting peas as well.. peas are yucky.. YUCKS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0254.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh.. and cauliflower.. haha... cool rite..? that's like a super small peice of cauliflower on agar... yups... watch my cauliflower grow!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0252.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0253.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sunflower!!! bright and cheery~!~! i love sunflowers... and i know shufen loves them too~ haha... sunflower in the lab... fibonacci number... hahaha... dunno what i'm talking about rite.. hahaha... nvm.. just admire the pretty sunflower... so nice!! i want!!!! =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0245.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whoever says that rainbows should be on the sky... see.. i've got one pretty one on the drain cover... muahahahaha.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-115668942876752030?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115668942876752030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115668942876752030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115668942876752030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115668942876752030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-dose-of-random-pics.html' title='another dose of random pics...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115534113646781792</id><published>2006-08-12T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:27.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0244.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0243.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0242.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the bus of the yester years... don't u remember taking this type of buses when u were young..? the windows were so cool and interesting.. and the bus driver would have to rush to close all the windows whenever it rains.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0248.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0248.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0247.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0247.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i spent hours making these cute fishies... drawing by hui'en... haha... meet angelina jofish and cindy crawfish... muahahaha... sexy liPs.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0236.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0245.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0245.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0246.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby kai'en!! so cuTe~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0249.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0250.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for the uninformed... i broke another bokken.. sighs.. i killed my own bokken.. BAHS....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-115534113646781792?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115534113646781792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115534113646781792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115534113646781792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115534113646781792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-pictures.html' title='Random pictures...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115413779046462960</id><published>2006-07-29T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:27.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the night my bokken died....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0235.jpg" 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/19938064-115413779046462960?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115413779046462960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115413779046462960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115413779046462960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115413779046462960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/07/night-my-bokken-died.html' title='the night my bokken died....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115396455646314751</id><published>2006-07-27T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:27.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/PICT0006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No-aH~.. CG from Blastoff camp... 20-21 July 2006.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/CIMG0358.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me + shirlyn.. my disciple's bestie.. haha.. =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/CIMG0360.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aikido farewell dinner for adam.. tse lynn and lucille... -sobs- -sobs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/CIMG0362.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensei + seniors + juniors... one big family~!~!~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/Photo-0229.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;very yummie oreo cheesecake.... yum yum yum yum yum yum .... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-115396455646314751?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115396455646314751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115396455646314751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115396455646314751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115396455646314751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115306342646009118</id><published>2006-07-16T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:27.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loitering around in ECP......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/RIMG0461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/RIMG0461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/RIMG0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/RIMG0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/RIMG0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/RIMG0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/RIMG0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/RIMG0462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/RIMG0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/RIMG0464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;never ever fail to make my day... =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i love these furry furballs... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;= smiles =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-115306342646009118?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115306342646009118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115306342646009118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115306342646009118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115306342646009118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/07/loitering-around-in-ecp.html' title='loitering around in ECP......'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115243395191442895</id><published>2006-07-09T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:27.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Precious memories ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/collage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/400/collage.1.jpg" 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/19938064-115243395191442895?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115243395191442895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115243395191442895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115243395191442895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115243395191442895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/07/precious-memories.html' title='~ Precious memories ~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-115201853293456659</id><published>2006-07-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:27.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Philippines....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1030216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1030216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the view that greets me in the morning... =) such beauty....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-115201853293456659?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/115201853293456659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=115201853293456659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115201853293456659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/115201853293456659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-philippines.html' title='I miss Philippines....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114882548179841145</id><published>2006-05-28T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLASH SLASH SLASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is such a pretty sword ok??? 1000 bucKS!... nice!! very very nice!!!!! haha.. my zanpaktou.... yea yea..... ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not mine..... instructor's.... but he lets me use it!!!!.... muahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grinS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slash... slash... slash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a samurai!!!!!!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samurai in training... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114882548179841145?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114882548179841145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114882548179841145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114882548179841145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114882548179841145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/05/slash-slash-slash.html' title='SLASH SLASH SLASH'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114882512120140274</id><published>2006-05-28T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a nice beginning... =)</title><content type='html'>Strolling along the hdb flats early this morning.. on my way to the market... look what i found...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0201.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0203.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0204.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0207.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0205.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0206.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;KAWAII NEH?????&lt;/span&gt; though i'm quite worried abt the little one.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114882512120140274?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114882512120140274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114882512120140274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114882512120140274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114882512120140274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/05/nice-beginning.html' title='a nice beginning... =)'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114882467668496691</id><published>2006-05-28T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS....</title><content type='html'>alright.. haven't posted much.. i know.. i'm lazy... so here's some pics.. haha.. i think my hp cam sux big time.. but i'm too lazy to carry my lumix ard.. hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this place out... at Plaza Singapura... beside spotlight.. nice nice.. though the stuffs there are like expensive.. haha.. but it has a real nice ambience....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my staff in charge, esther and me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114882467668496691?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114882467668496691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114882467668496691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114882467668496691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114882467668496691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/05/ps.html' title='PS....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114761255937859146</id><published>2006-05-14T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basking in the love of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm... had alot of stuffs that i wanted to blog about.. alot of pictures... silly pictures that i took through the past few months that i wanted to put up... but i just feel like typing away and sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was away for three days.. had Gen 12ii Mission training camp... this camp is totally unlike Meta camp... though we had it at PGP again.. and i stayed in the same block.. though diff room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's indeed a really refreshing 3 days for me.. really .. and i'm still basking in the love of God... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess through this camp.. through being immersed in the Word of God for 3 days, i've grown in my relationship with God once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reallie disappointed with my Dad's refusal to give me permission to go for my mission trip.. and haven;t really been walking right with God in a way... i kept rushing in and out of the presence of God for the past few months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had personal retreat on the 2nd day of the camp.. was reading the article that my staff in charge, Esther prepared for us... about how hurriedness kills relationship with God... looking through the checklist for the hurriedness disease, i ticked almost everything.. and i realised that yah... though i do my quiet time and pray... but i've been rushing in and out of these times.. i haven't been spending quality time with God, i haven't spent time with God in solitude for a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just spent a long time with God.. and i realised that indeed, i'm loving Him more and more.. how amazing... how wonderfully God answers our prayers..... i prayed for God to teach me how to love Him more 1 month ago.. and i see it being answered now... thank You LORD... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not my will but Your will be done... thank you to every single one of you who have been worried about me... who have been praying for me... thank you... don't worry.... i know that if it is God's will for me to go on the trip.. He will break down all the obstacles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene.. if you're reading this.. thank you... for being such a caring SM... -huGs- i've really learnt alot from you and i'll continue to keep you in my prayers... continue to trust in God.... He's our Jehovah Jireh ok..? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui'en... i think you read my blog lah huh.. haha.. thanks gal.. for always being there... for being the buddy who seems to be always going through the same erms... situations as me... i'll never forget my year 2 life in NUS... reallie.. though always complaining about how we see each other so many times per week.. but i reallie appreciated your company and your advice... =D&lt;br /&gt;-poke poke-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing to share.... i just wanna thank God for His love... that is unconditional... i guess as i serve Him through the past year... i've forgotten that God does not need me to serve Him... He doesn't.. that strip away whatever title i'm holding He still loves me just the same.... the reason He calls me to serve is to learn to trust in His faithfulness.. to learn more about Him... and truly to love Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114761255937859146?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114761255937859146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114761255937859146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114761255937859146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114761255937859146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/05/basking-in-love-of-god.html' title='Basking in the love of God'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114653064348284073</id><published>2006-05-02T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very cute Prof.....</title><content type='html'>was checking my email ... looking at all the questions posted by various people regarding LSM 2103 Cell Biology ... when i came to this particular email.... i reallie think that Teo Tian Seng is uber cute.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you mean when you say that apoptosis is active death whilenecrosis is passive death? What is the meaning of active and passive inthis context?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Apoptosis death is not death by accident.  An example of death by accident is when you stand by the road side and a car runs out of control and hit you.  You did nothing and your death is rather passive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However if you planned your death then it is more akin to apoptosis.  You go to a gun shop and buy a gun and 2 bullets.  Then you write your will and you make funeral arrangements and then you take the gun, and shoot yourself. This is no accident.  You take an active part in killing yourself.  This is apoptosis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those coming to Life Science in NUS... look forward to meeting Prof Teo bah... he's reallie quite cute... haha... but of course.. there are those lousy lecturers.... and of course lousy TA from a certain land... *ooPs* ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolling off~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114653064348284073?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114653064348284073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114653064348284073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114653064348284073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114653064348284073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/05/very-cute-prof.html' title='A very cute Prof.....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114644502043142814</id><published>2006-05-01T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE CONQUERED CELL SIGNALING!~!~!~</title><content type='html'>sighs... i love sch... i love studying... beats working definitely at least.... but i HATE exams.... growls.... i hate writing notes... i hate mugging... i hate spending the entire day mugging and mugging and mugging.. i hate it that i have to miss training coz i dun have enough time to mug... growls.. i hate having my life dictated by the CLOCK! growls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this.. is one of the things that exams can do to me... LOOK!! writing till finger pain... gosh.. i finished using 2.5 pens in like less than 5 days?!?! never before phenomenon mans.... quit complaining abt mugging u 'O' levels and 'A' levels lucky kids.... growls... k fine... go ahead... complain.. whine.. blah... coz i did that too at Os and As... but at least that's over for now... growls... 3 more days... FREEDOM!!! wooHoo... *jumPs* *juMps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later... the damage increased..... =whines=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. at least after all these... and having woken up at the unearthly hour of 3:30am this morning.. i conquered Cell signalling, Secretory proteins, organelle biogenesis, cytoskeleton and organelles!!! woHooOoo.... now it's time to eat up apoptosis and cell cycle... growls.... must study must study must study.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is May Day!!!! ... day to listen to 五月天's songs!! haha... craps.... i'm going mad... i wanna take the yellow form... i'm mentally unsound... pls give special consideration when marking my paper.... boOs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roll roll roll roll roll..... tatas.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114644502043142814?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114644502043142814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114644502043142814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114644502043142814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114644502043142814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-conquered-cell-signaling.html' title='I&apos;VE CONQUERED CELL SIGNALING!~!~!~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114621265845757356</id><published>2006-04-28T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my inner animal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Animal Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/theanimalpersonalitytest/animal2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Power Animal: Deer&lt;br /&gt;Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda&lt;br /&gt;You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Animal Personality Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i don't understand what the pic of the squid is doing up there though... on the other hand... i feel so bad about missing training again... guess i really overestimated myself... thought i can finish mugging for 2103 fast enough.. but realised that reallie no time... sighs... I MUST TRAIN SUPER HARD DURING THE HOLS... I HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO SLAM AND BREAKFALL!!! I MUST IMPROVE MY BOKKEN TECHS.... MUST MUST MUST MUST MUST MUST MUST!!!! GAMBATTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114621265845757356?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114621265845757356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114621265845757356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114621265845757356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114621265845757356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-inner-animal.html' title='my inner animal?'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114605200690629756</id><published>2006-04-26T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just love this pic....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Kigen_Bleach-ch1-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Kigen_Bleach-ch1-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick of studying... i wanna watch bleach... i wanna watch full metal alchemist.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ya think this pic of Hitsugaya Toushiro is so cool???? bahs.. i don't care what YOU think... i think he's cool and nice! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114605200690629756?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114605200690629756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114605200690629756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114605200690629756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114605200690629756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-just-love-this-pic.html' title='i just love this pic....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114592873536655668</id><published>2006-04-25T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:26.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They never fail to make me S-M-I-L-E ... =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/blue_bayoue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/blue_bayoue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/750971_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/750971_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/724328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/724328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/heylerhe_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sawatdii kha.... naa rak maak chay may??? chay chay chay!!! naa rak makmaak!!! chan yaak day!!!! tongkaan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translate : greetings! cute right??? yes yes yes!!!! very cute!!! i want!!!! i want (stronger) !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... practising thai....... let's try deutsch now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiere .... erms.. i forgot what's cute... wait.. let me go check the dictionary... ok ok.. tiere niedlich... richtig? RICHTIG!!! ich wollen die tiere!!! ich mag der Hund viele....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's try chinese now... hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你好！！ 可爱吗？？ 很可爱！！！ 我要它们！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. bYes! sawatdii kha! aufwidersehen! 再见！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114592873536655668?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114592873536655668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114592873536655668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114592873536655668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114592873536655668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/04/they-never-fail-to-make-me-s-m-i-l-e-d.html' title='They never fail to make me S-M-I-L-E ... =D'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114579188455901670</id><published>2006-04-23T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM LOVED~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lalalala... my rabbit loves me~~ yay~~.. he guards my door ok??!?!? show me a rabbit that does this... =P my rabbit ROX!... tho i bully him all the time... muahahahhahaha.... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114579188455901670?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114579188455901670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114579188455901670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114579188455901670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114579188455901670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-loved.html' title='I AM LOVED~~~'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114566341826626059</id><published>2006-04-22T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm gonna sink into muggerland</title><content type='html'>sighs... i'm not just below average... i'm very very far below average... growls... i DUN LIKE CFCHANG!!! YOU and YOUR stupid enzyme linK-ed receptors!!!!! GROWLS.... =soBs= &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/crap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114566341826626059?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114566341826626059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114566341826626059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114566341826626059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114566341826626059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-gonna-sink-into-muggerland.html' title='i&apos;m gonna sink into muggerland'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114552997949445045</id><published>2006-04-20T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniff Sniff....</title><content type='html'>hahaha... fine fine.. i just noticed... i haven't updated for 2 months... almost... *sweeps dusts and cobwebs away* ... nopes.. i'm not gonna do a 'springcleaning' for now.. just some erms... little dusting... hahaha... here's to those rabbits/animals/cute things lover (me!! me!! me!!) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/3918964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;awwww.... sho cute rites??? so lovely... -drools- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right.. tata... i think i'll be back in 1 month's time for full blogging?? i dunno... maybe i'll be back sooner... like now... suppose to be in muggerland with EMBL GenBank JJDB SWISSPROT PROSITE Pfam etc... if u know what i'm sprouting.. u're either weird... or u're in the same muggerland as me!! *bleahs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TATAS! *waves*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rolling pinguin signing oFF.... i'm going mad..... roll roll roll roll roll..... SUSHI! ... craps.... oOps... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114552997949445045?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114552997949445045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114552997949445045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114552997949445045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114552997949445045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/04/sniff-sniff.html' title='Sniff Sniff....'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114065701349072538</id><published>2006-02-23T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i've been up to......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/P1020760.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020760.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omar.. the only male... staring so intently at me.. wondering what the heck i'm doing.. staring at him and his siblings for 4 entire days... =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love this pic of omar.. so nice... it's so difficult to take pics of them.. coz they are so white.. they flare(?)... and i'm not good with photoshop.. in fact.. i dun even know how to use it... bleahs.. so this is the best that i can do....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jippie.. the elusive beauty who refuse to be captured by the cam....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;better shot of the beauty....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And.. finally... i managed to capture her... haha... feeding time... waiting for her food in the water.. hence able to get her... she's so pretty so so so pretty... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114065701349072538?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114065701349072538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114065701349072538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114065701349072538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114065701349072538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='what i&apos;ve been up to......'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-114004613923950848</id><published>2006-02-16T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweeping some dust away...</title><content type='html'>haha... i know it's like way after chinese new year liaos.. but i was just taking a break from doing my stats tutorial.. so decided to make a nice collage of the aiki steamboat pics... hees... so here it is.... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/aiki.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-114004613923950848?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/114004613923950848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=114004613923950848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114004613923950848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/114004613923950848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/02/sweeping-some-dust-away.html' title='sweeping some dust away...'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-113867846718973154</id><published>2006-01-31T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion, the witch and the wardrobe</title><content type='html'>" ... when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backward..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone who has watched the movie should really read the book... didn't managed to catch the movie myself... but the book is reallie nice... very touching.. how Aslan sacrificed himself for Edward... how a great beast did not retaliate when he was shaved.. bound.. tortured... but Death was defeated... beautiful isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And do you know that there really is someone as noble as Aslan...? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were the reason - Avalon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As little children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We would dream of Christmas morn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of all the gifts and toys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We knew we'd find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But we never realized&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A baby born one blessed night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gave us the greatest gift of our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were the reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That He gave His life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were the reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That He suffered and died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To a world that was lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave all He could give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To show us the reason to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the years went by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We learned more about gifts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The giving of ourselves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And what that means&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a dark and cloudy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man hung crying in the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All because of love, all because of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've finally found the reason for living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's in giving every part of my heart to Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all that I do every word that I say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is my reason to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-113867846718973154?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/113867846718973154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=113867846718973154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113867846718973154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113867846718973154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/01/lion-witch-and-wardrobe.html' title='The Lion, the witch and the wardrobe'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-113862844359629788</id><published>2006-01-30T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If My People Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Avalon - If My People Pray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the season for healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply we need to see, God's mercy revealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we have fallen from his ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we know he gives hope to the humble,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gives light in the darkness, and grace when we stumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us, call on His name, together, knowing he will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reach for me with hearts, that are broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget what I've spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and seek my grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will rain, rivers of my grace, overflowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night and day my ears will be open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the day to awaken, to pray with conviction,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the souls of the nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So) let us, call on His name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose faithful, promise still remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reach for me with hearts, that are broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget what I've spoken (oo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and seek my grace (seek ye and..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will reign, rivers of my grace, overflowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night and day my ears will be open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not grow weary as we wait for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Light turns our night into morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we need is to call your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we lift our hearts to Heaven (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing You will say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reach for me with hearts, that are broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget what I've spoken (oo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and seek my grace (seek ye and...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will reign, rivers of my grace, overflowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night and day my ears will be open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray(oo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-113862844359629788?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/113862844359629788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=113862844359629788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113862844359629788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113862844359629788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-my-people-pray.html' title='If My People Pray'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-113855146392678608</id><published>2006-01-30T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:25.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics</title><content type='html'>haha.. hui'en and i exchanged slippers the other day.. and our Thai tutor thought that Hui'en's bonkers!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Russian froggies!!! so cute!.. belongs to Jorin and Peixin.. haha... the first Vegasus outing of year 2006... wonder when the next's gonna be... =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0099.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0092.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0091.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0091.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/1600/Photo-0090.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0090.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/Photo-0093.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-113855146392678608?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/113855146392678608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=113855146392678608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113855146392678608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113855146392678608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-pics.html' title='random pics'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-113852707354250820</id><published>2006-01-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:24.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐！！！！</title><content type='html'>yay~!~!... it's chinese new year!!!!... haha.. i know i know.. i haven't posted anything for such a long time.. but hey.. that's coz there hasn't been anything interestin goin on... and i do not have like a super small cam for me to bring about with me.. haha... maybe i shall bring my cam to sch one day and do one entry dedicated to NUS.. *gRinZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... i took pics of my new year clothes!.. haha... finally got down to blogging about them.. hee hee... First up... it's a super cheap dress that i bought from espirit.. haha... it's green!!! and it's dull!!!.. so unlike me... hahaha... =P and i got something to match it with... but after wearing them together.. i realised that it ain't much of a match... bleahs... =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha.. the skirt is jappy! haha.. it's the only jappy thing that i managed to get.. tho i was half thinking of getting a white blouse and a huge tie to go along with it.. haha... =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bought this pendant to go along with my pinkish whtie tube top... yay~ &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is a ring!! and i got it for free...!! haha.. went to this shop in far east where the owner gave this ring away.. coz his shop closing down le.. then he wanna get rid of his merchandise... haha.. so funnie.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5715/1983/320/P1020639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;new year visiting was ok.. kinda boring as usual... kinda sad... realised that my granduncle had a minor stroke... thinking of it.. i realise that some day both my granduncle and grandaunt gonna be gone... i wonder if i'll cry.. i know i'll be very sad... they are like my grandparents to me... somehow since young i've always been much closer to them.. i always look forward to visiting them... and today.. as i look at them.. as i listen to them... i felt very scared ... that someday.. they're gonna be gone.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh well.. i guess we shouldn't be thinking about such stuff at this time .....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-113852707354250820?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/113852707354250820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938064&amp;postID=113852707354250820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113852707354250820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938064/posts/default/113852707354250820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='新年快乐！！！！'/><author><name>P i n G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05387212954803349438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2NELN016ko4/R1C5zeSc-AI/AAAAAAAAAto/lt9dj1PyWmQ/S220/netherlands+dwarf+rabbit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938064.post-113754217728093413</id><published>2006-01-18T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:32:24.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a paradox.....</title><content type='html'>i'm not sad... just feeling kinda stressed... kinda pisssed off at some people... kinda tired... kinda wanna laze but can't laze... kinda lacking some sleep... kinda falling sick... kinda need to stop being on the move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda just want to STOP......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can't......&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938064-113754217728093413?l=snowflak3z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflak3z.blogspot.com/feeds/113754217728093413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/com
