<?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-5497588087115201689</id><updated>2011-09-29T04:53:02.993+08:00</updated><category term='jokes'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='children'/><category term='country'/><category term='memories'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='church'/><category term='words of wisdom'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='videos'/><category term='personal moments'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='school'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='conference'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='poems'/><title type='text'>that first glance</title><subtitle type='html'>i'll remember the first glance, i'll remember the first romance, i'll remember the first dance, when i fell in love with You.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2767569464244355839</id><published>2010-11-14T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T14:28:51.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once and for all - last post :)</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl, i'll not be using this site anymore. Had been using tumblr all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from today, i'll be updating only in my new site which is &lt;a href="http://christinelyt.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://christinelyt.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the change? Because i find it more meaningful and *ehem*"professional"*ehem* to use my name instead of some words for the name of my blog. xD So, its that simple. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be my final home after all those blogs expeditions. Apologies for all those inconveniences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, go check it out then if you've got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Blog Terminated-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-2767569464244355839?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2767569464244355839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/11/once-and-for-all-last-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2767569464244355839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2767569464244355839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/11/once-and-for-all-last-post.html' title='Once and for all - last post :)'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-6315399956647882928</id><published>2010-09-06T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:12:07.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel blog</title><content type='html'>My travel blog - &lt;a href="http://sheroamstheworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sheroamstheworld.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-6315399956647882928?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6315399956647882928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/09/travel-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6315399956647882928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6315399956647882928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/09/travel-blog.html' title='Travel blog'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2278728413530401316</id><published>2010-07-10T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:16:48.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in love.</title><content type='html'>To look at Your beauty, leave me with a thousand unspeakable words..&lt;br /&gt;To know that Your love is enveloping around me, makes me want to love You more..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my own multitudes of sins, makes me feel more than grateful that You had covered me with Your coat of righteousness, and made me beautiful in Your eyes..&lt;br /&gt;And that, You've made a way for me...to have such intimacy with You.. &lt;br /&gt;To know how Your heart is stolen when i look at You..&lt;br /&gt;To know that it means so much to You for me to talk to You..&lt;br /&gt;To know that You've adorned me with necklace.. &lt;br /&gt;Thank You Jesus for viewing me so high..&lt;br /&gt;Though many times i just can't believe that Your love is just so unconditional..&lt;br /&gt;But it is true..&lt;br /&gt;You capture my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I've been unfaithful, yet You've remain faithful all the time..&lt;br /&gt;Thank You..&lt;br /&gt;May i be a continuous delight to You..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be known as anything else..&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of such titles...&lt;br /&gt;Titles that will snare me away for i'm so weak..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be a child adoring You...&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be the bride, whom You view preciously of..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be that person who knows that Your grace is sufficient for me..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be known as Your precious..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anything else..but to be able to just be at Your feet..adoring..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to barge..there's nothing else out there..&lt;br /&gt;Just a fleeting excitement, just temporary joy..&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of it..&lt;br /&gt;I need not temporary things anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I need not the junks that's offered..&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm tired of all of them..&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of these things because&lt;br /&gt;I've known and tasted that true filfillment&lt;br /&gt;That true substance from You..&lt;br /&gt;From no one else but You..&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;For many times i've chosen the things that would made me die in the inside..&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for always snatching me away, knowing that it would harm me..&lt;br /&gt;I just need permanence..&lt;br /&gt;And only You are permanent...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else is..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else will ever be..&lt;br /&gt;And i rejoice in that knowledge.. &lt;br /&gt;In peace, may i reside in You..and You in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-2278728413530401316?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2278728413530401316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2278728413530401316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2278728413530401316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-love.html' title='in love.'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-1776400204074738017</id><published>2010-07-08T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:36:54.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make those bricks</title><content type='html'>Spain was awesome this morning! Despite of many discouraging views on how the famous Germany team will trash them in the game, they indeed proved that the "young" is capable of beating the "old"! The once bad team can become a great one too! Great passing of balls, much higher ball possession and a good team work. I hope Spain will win Netherlands in the Final. I don't like Netherlands because their players cheated a lot. I hope the referee will know some personalities of those players first before deciding anything. Anyway, this would be my first time having sleepless nights in 2 rows watching football! I've never done this before but i guess it's worth it especially the match this morning! I'll be supporting Spain all the way. Hehe. Go Spain! Go grab that Cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been more of motions or actions lately. Though it's still almost the same in the outward, but it just felt like there was so much of movements in the inside, the ones that are in the atmosphere. It makes life pretty interesting and more fully driven with purpose, i feel. It just feels like filling up a very ravenous, long-slept person. I realize that there are certain things in each person to be dealt or used differently. Everyone is unique in his or her own way. Everyone has a different personality. Everyone has different DNAs and thumb print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are sometimes, some place in them that needs a different approach to. Not everyone does things the same way. Not everyone thinks the same way. Not everyone performs the best in such and such way. Everyone is created uniquely and has their own creativity in certain things. Thus, if everyone is to find and know their own strengths and their own weaknesses, and are brave enough to tackle the weaknesses using their strengths, they can perform.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of using someone else's ways of doing things, or rather applying the standard mindset that everyone has, I guess it would be better to be different and to know where you are standing at. Instead of working on how to tiptoe in order to peek a little of what's over the other side of a wall amidst of those 7 feet tall people, it's better to focus on looking down in order to build a firm stairs to see across that wall. To see where is your standard and to work from there.&lt;br /&gt;I always get chilled when i hear of people who have high posts in their own respective career stepping down in order to work on their passion. Instead of spending the rest of their lives with the work that is not suitable for them and that's not according to their personality or likings though they get a high pay, they choose to take the risk to pursue their passions. I hope that i can be able to take my passions into a higher level. Life is interesting. Indeed "You've never really lived until you find something worth dying for." Seen this quote somewhere and i agree, how true it is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been trying to recall for this song, and at last i found it today!&lt;br /&gt;A song by Celine Dion, one of my favourite in my primary.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQI9zH_3IFE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQI9zH_3IFE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-1776400204074738017?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1776400204074738017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-those-bricks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1776400204074738017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1776400204074738017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-those-bricks.html' title='make those bricks'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8094012019364565908</id><published>2010-07-06T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:44:06.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>language</title><content type='html'>Recently i'm sort of into Spanish. Had been learning the language for a few days, and i'm loving it more and more. It is interesting! I've always wanted to learn this language since a few years back. I prefer Spanish more than French, though of course i still love French too! I guess i just love the lively culture in those countries which use Spanish as their national language. I feel somehow that liveliness is instilled into the language as well. I would describe it as full of action, spicy, jubilant, and messiness. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;These few days, it suddenly dawned upon me that language is crucial. Well, more to the ability to express oneself through good usage of language. I'm not really good in languages. I used to try to study Japanese by myself. But half way, i was still not able to grasp that language. In the end, only my brother was able to conquer it though now he'd forgotten half of the language due to lack of usage. Well, Spanish is quite different than Japanese. It is quite similar to English thus that's why i'm brave enough to want to learn it. There are just certain rules that are different than English, but all in all, much much easier than Japanese! I hope! That's what all the people in the forum said and also by what i'd observed. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's one of my dream to be able to learn the language of a place first before going to the place itself. But of course, that's pretty limited. I'm not that talented. Haha. However, i hope that i can for Spanish. There are many countries which use Spanish. So it'd be cool and useful if i can converse a little before traveling there. :)&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Semi final netherlands vs uruguay is tomorrow morning! Will be sleeping very early today for the dawn match. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-8094012019364565908?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8094012019364565908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/language.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8094012019364565908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8094012019364565908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/language.html' title='language'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-5820212268819111726</id><published>2010-07-05T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:26:46.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up on the mountains</title><content type='html'>Ok. I decided to change the design of my blog again. I needed something in between of home, travel, and&amp;nbsp; antique. Besides, small font for my posts. I like small fonts. So that lesser people will bother to read it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last Friday, i went to Genting together with my family and grandma. For 3 days and 2 nights, i was there. I didn't really go around the place except to stay in the hotel. The hotel itself was already enough to keep me inside. Uncle blessed us by booking an Oriental Suite in the Highlands Hotel. This hotel is only available for VIP and even in order to use the lift to reach the hotel, residents need the hotel card to move it! It was awesome! At first, he didn't tell us until we went into the room and got shocked over it. Altogether, it was a really pleasant surprise. The hotel consists of 2 storeys. It has a great view of the mountains, the sky and the land around them. I swear i can even see the sea from where i was! Inside, we have 2 large bedrooms with antique designs, sophisticated bathrooms with jacuzzis in it. I bathed in the bathroom while looking over the mountains. Such bliss! There are kitchen, a living room, and also a dining area. I thought i will be uncivilized for 3 days without internet, but lo and behold, they even provide a computer with internet connection. Not only that, i can watch World Cup from the flat screen tv on the comfy cushion. Never could have been better. :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I thought i would've to spend time sitting in a cafe in First World while all my family members are in casino. At that time, i was truly longing and praying that i would've the chance to behold the beauty of the mountains, the sky, the serenity and the rest of the scenery in that 3 days.&amp;nbsp; Didn't think that it would be fulfilled. It's pretty rare for a Malaysian city girl to have such opportunity, unlike those living in New Zealand, Australia etc. Thus, i'm satisfied. Almost wasn't able to leave the hotel on the last day. How i wish i can do that everyday. I know i can do this next time everyday. For eternity. Beholding Someone even more beautiful than all of these. Then, that would be eternal rest for me. Ahh, this is one of the things that keep me going here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all of these, uncle further blessed us with a scrumptious dinner and then gave us tickets to this concert by Richie Jen. I didn't know who was that at first. I thought he was some old singer who is around his 50's. But again a pleasant surprise, i know him. The Momo cha guy. Haha. Enjoyed the concert pretty much. It was almost fully filled! Anyway, later on that night, was able to catch the football match between Spain and Paraguay at 2.30am in the Genting International Showroom! It was splendid. There were 3 screens and the place was quite hyped up with football fans. I could just feel the excitement brewing in the air. :)) The match was pretty interesting. I love to see the passings made by those Spain players and also the teamwork! Of course, the Paraguay's goalkeeper was pretty awesome! I like his action. Haha. So gonna miss this World Cup once it's over. I hope it won't be too soon! Oh, i'm supporting Spain! Lovely name. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for the first time in my life, i entered the casino, by acting as my brother's gf! My previous history of trying to break in to casino when i was in Form 2 kind of made me feel inconfident of going in this time. Well, i guess i've truly grown older. Hehe. Just to have some sightseeing. The place was pretty huge. First impression, Las Vegas with those glittering, get fast money, dreamy feeling. I realised that everyone's expression in the casino was mostly grumpy, serious and sad. Pretty much like machines. Even those card dealers. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;. The place was very much filled with smokes. I don't know how the card dealers survived inside. Anyway, the best thing inside was that i was able to drink for free. Hehe. Went out after about one hour for fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, enjoyed myself. And now i'm back to the place where the battle is resumed. :) Adios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: So anticipating for the world cup semi-finals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-5820212268819111726?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5820212268819111726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-on-mountains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5820212268819111726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5820212268819111726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-on-mountains.html' title='up on the mountains'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-6124688343670336787</id><published>2010-06-30T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:28:13.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The coffee meeting</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i just can't understand why people will want to cover up certain things even though the things are just shouting out so loud without it having to speak. It's like saying "I can't hear any dog's barking" while trying to cover a mad dog who is barking in a mad way with a cloth. It is just ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;................................ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved to enjoy a cup of coffee while sitting on the side of a road, looking at people walking pass by, with a book on my hand. Don't laugh at me, but I've always wanted to try it in France, especially. Well, i almost fulfilled it today. In the Mines. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt pretty good, of course not as good as i will feel if i'm in France! But, there was a river view from where i was sitting and a big umbrella hovering on top of my head. Sat there for almost 4 hours while reading the Bible, and sipping a cup of Mocha Frappucino. Bliss. hehe. Well, had to catch up with my Bible-reading. Am supposed to read 10 chapters a day together with the rest in mypg, but i'm far behind for almost 6 books!&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was halfway interrupted at the beginning by a woman monk. She told me many nice words about me at the beginning. After that, she asked me whether i want to buy her amulets in the same time forcing down her bracelet to my wrist. I was quite surprised, as i was halfway thinking about things. After some short convo, she left. And after she left, i watched her going one table by one table asking the same thing. Then, regret crept into my heart. That i'd not asked her why is she doing this and so on and so on, but just told her I'm a Christian and asked her one silly question and just prayed for her after she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This led me to realise that, am i getting myself ready for such meeting, knowing what to speak to monks, etc? I was in a stupor at that time. Right before the meeting, i just told God in that place i was sitting that I want to be in reality, to be in the world facing reality, because i felt like in a dream at that time, in such a comfy place.&lt;br /&gt;I guess God showed me through that meeting, this is the reality, and that whether people are ready or willing to pop out of their safe-shyfree bubble and step out.&lt;br /&gt;Often times, i've felt protected and have not the need and urgency to tell people, to tell the truth. Perhaps to protect my skin and to be the good-pleasing girl in everyone's eyes. But, i guess, in the end, i've been a liar instead. Not speaking the truth to them. Later on, i was reading about King Josiah, on how after knowing the laws, he totally stand tall in his belief. To take such drastic action in destroying all the idols etc in a very FIERCE manner. Dumbstruck. Despite of his culture at that time(though he is not following), this King totally smashed away everything even those high places that angered God. Spotless indeed. Clean. Something to really reflect back in my life. Am i trying my best to smash away ALL idols away? Am i taking hold totally and seriously of God's word as it really is, as if my life depended upon it,? As what it says by James, do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me to obey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-6124688343670336787?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6124688343670336787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/coffee-meeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6124688343670336787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6124688343670336787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/coffee-meeting.html' title='The coffee meeting'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7515759994587047847</id><published>2010-06-25T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:04:38.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal moments'/><title type='text'>i feel..</title><content type='html'>I feel so blessed. I feel so forgiven, on the things that i should not even be forgiven. Looking back at all the sins in me i've committed, I feel so grateful that i'm even accepted by God because of Jesus. I feel so touched. I feel my heart is trembling of His majesty and the holiness that i can't even imagine, left alone compare. I feel like a lost child who has been found. I feel like a person who'd been snatched from the deepest pit of hell, plucked away by grace. I feel that whatever i did and do does not even make me worth getting any merits, far from being close to getting it. I feel like crying, not of sadness, but of joy, understanding, and love because i'm being loved by Someone whom i don't deserve to be loved so much. His plaster for me is as wide as the wound in me and the world. By my own, I can only badly cover myself in shame by fig trees woven together, and failing to be covered altogether. It's only Him that i'm declared as righteous. He had paid it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-7515759994587047847?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7515759994587047847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7515759994587047847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7515759994587047847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel.html' title='i feel..'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8718491382809517100</id><published>2010-06-22T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:46:01.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaken Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSINFmNDdVc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSINFmNDdVc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgive me for neglecting Your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for neglecting mine.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for my busy life,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for wasting time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I'm dark from working in the vineyard,&lt;br /&gt;but my heart I have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put Your hand upon my heart&lt;br /&gt;Put Your hand upon my heart&lt;br /&gt;Put Your hand upon my heart&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel (You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away the dullness&lt;br /&gt;Take away a proneness to boredom&lt;br /&gt;Take away my wandering spirit&lt;br /&gt;And take this wild soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinate me&lt;br /&gt;Captivate me&lt;br /&gt;Come and hold me like you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinate me&lt;br /&gt;Captivate me&lt;br /&gt;Capture this imagination&lt;br /&gt;Capture my affections, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinate&lt;br /&gt;Captivate&lt;br /&gt;God, Come and capture my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinate&lt;br /&gt;Captivate&lt;br /&gt;God, Capture my affections, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want You to awaken me&lt;br /&gt;Came awaken me&lt;br /&gt;Awaken me&lt;br /&gt;Awaken me&lt;br /&gt;Awaken me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been busy with so many things lately, either in church and in school, studies. Even when i'm not busy, i'm still busy with my thoughts. Forgive me, Jesus. I've planned to spend more time in the holiday, just me and Him, no petitions, no prayer items, just soaking in Him, be still. I know i longed for it so much, and He want me too. But i failed Him, not enough, not the desired time was spent. How can i not make full use of the time when i'd gotten a holiday? This morning, i spoke to Him. I needed strength so much to face the day. Don't know why, when i am to go to school, i so need Him to help me through the day. It just really feels like i can't go on, i'm not brave enough to do that. Everyday i need Him so much, yet many times i didn't seek Him with my whole heart even i know this is what i need, He is who i needed to face every single day. I know i sound really frail here, but i am frail. I am weak. Without Him, i'm weak. Sometimes it just felt like i'm just visiting His garden, but not staying there, enjoying the garden. To reside in His garden. I want to reside in His garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will seek Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5497588087115201689-8718491382809517100?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8718491382809517100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/awaken-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8718491382809517100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8718491382809517100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/awaken-me.html' title='Awaken Me'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8517013057577184903</id><published>2010-06-14T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:15:52.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL 1.0 camp</title><content type='html'>My heart is in JOY right now. Just came back from youth camp today. This is the first camp being officially one of the camp committee. And one of the group leaders, which i didn't know until one day before camp &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;. I've been seeing the progress of the planning from the very start and i actually find it pretty amazing. How and what is actually happening behind the scene, behind the planning of the camp. Last time i will just have to pay, sit back and relax and enjoy when the camp time comes. Haha, well didn't mean that i didn't enjoy to do more than that this time. Anyway, appreciate all the committees for their hard work! Can't believe the camp is now actually over! Edmund asked me on the way back home, "Is your heart still back in the camp?". YES! *sentimental now dy..haha* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really glad that in this camp, i've the opportunity to sharpen my focus back onto God. No distractions. No computer, no movies. It feels so good~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glory to God! Lives changed, hearts renewed, heart of stones become heart of flesh, eyes opened, salvations, refreshments!! This is the work of Jesus, whom i love. Sigh...=) I'm always amazed by His work. How great He is, powerful, slow to anger and abounding in love, readily forgiving those who repented. Can't explain it all, can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt from the pastor that i really should have passion for prayer, passion for His Word, compassion for people and the ability to witness to people! Gonna work on this, God-willing!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to have met new friends and to get closer to those people in youth. I find that there's something assuring that i'm still able to work or meet with most of those people whom i got closer to and met in camp in church! Love all of you guys and girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey starts now. This is truly a new season. To continue on the fire, the passion for God! To help others to carry that fire too! To encourage each other and look towards the future together with the same vision! I'm truly excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God's people, may Powerhouse&lt;br /&gt;Carry that vision and not forget it&lt;br /&gt;To Live Out Loud for Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta plop on my bed again~&lt;br /&gt;God bless! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I LOVE THIS NEW BACKGROUND!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-8517013057577184903?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8517013057577184903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-10-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8517013057577184903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8517013057577184903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-10-camp.html' title='LOL 1.0 camp'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-4489258914172163111</id><published>2010-06-06T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:27:17.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xtreme Challenge in Sunway</title><content type='html'>Lilian asked me on last Thursday morning whether i've heard of this competition called Xtreme Challenge by AMBP and Sunway in Sunway Lagoon. It was on the Saturday itself, which was yesterday! I didn't know much about it except it was a bit like Amazing Race. I was pretty excited because i love this kind of events. :) So, she helped me to sign up together with another 4 other friends, Michelle, Brian, Kaw and Winky. Hehe, such an unlikely combination i feel. Anyway, it was really a last minute registration, i think we were the last group to register on that Thursday afternoon itself! So, half of my heart didn't really believe that we'll get selected, so i just chose "Nuts" as my group's name. Lo and behold, on Fri evening, we found out that we got selected! WEEEEE! Thanks to Lilian and the cool helper there. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like in a dream, i reached there. Didn't expect to be treated that well. I have to admit that i was indeed really excited of what is installed, but didn't really want to believe in the wild imaginations that i had in my mind. But to my surprise, it fit to my fantasies(well, almost at least).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, AMBP was very generous in providing for our needs despite that we did not pay them a cent to enter the race. First prove was the awesome breakfast - spicy sotongs, rendang chickens etc. I thought it would just be bihun packed in a polystyrene box. (after that, we even had buffet lunch!) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, later on we were briefed about the rules and regulations of the competition. We were required to complete 10 stations (each given a clue so have to figure out the place) in 2 hours. And we were allowed to beg, borrow or steal, using creativity to win this game! Nuts~ XD Each station, we were needed to complete a task or rather sit the rides in the Sunway itself! Awesome eh? Like we are paid to play.hehe&lt;br /&gt;So, i sat for 3 stations which were G-force (first time sitting this, and this requires extra rm 100 i think for the customers to ride on and i sat this for free and it was awesome!), Mountain bike (with 4 wheels, haha, but got to experience the feeling of riding a bike in forest) and kayaking (my third time so nothing special, pulled two Iraq-ians to participate together).&lt;br /&gt;I got separated with the rest somewhere in the middle of the race in order to complete more races. My other team members got to kiss the snake, archery, flying fox and one more ride i forgot what it was. AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an experience, to beg people to help me in the rides, and to beg people to let me cut the queue. Yes, like a beggar! Was quite embarassing actually but oh well, i allowed myself to be crazy this time XD&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that the facilities and the varieties of the rides in Sunway Lagoon has increased by leaps and bounds over the pass few years! I remember i was a frequent visitor to Sunway when i was in primary. And my last one was when i was in my early years of secondary. It wasn't that thrilling compared to Genting. But now, my view on Sunway has changed after running about in the park. Today, this place consists of minimum 5 parks! It is huge, and beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the race, in the end, we got number 11th. Should've gotten under ten but we lost one of the stamp that is required to gain marks. Nevertheless, each of us got TWO free tickets for ALL PARK and a Sunway privilege card! Never could've been better. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were allowed to continue playing in all the parks after the race. I didn't stay back though to rush for bowling with my cell members. All in all, this Xtreme Challenge competition was truly too good to be true. But, it was indeed true and i enjoyed myself alot~ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-4489258914172163111?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/4489258914172163111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/xtreme-challenge-in-sunway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4489258914172163111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4489258914172163111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/xtreme-challenge-in-sunway.html' title='Xtreme Challenge in Sunway'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-6537352951357151276</id><published>2010-06-02T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:45:35.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>the Promised Land</title><content type='html'>I felt like the Israelites in the Bible. And the Promised land is like my exams and the factors/time/arena before exams.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i know it seems weird to view it this way and might not be revelant, but it just felt like that to me now. x) &lt;br /&gt;Looking at the land that God wants me to take over. The land full of the strong and tall people, where the descendants of Anak lived too *remembering the movie 'Troy'*. Awesome, powerful people there. Not only that, the city is fortified and large! Might have all those strong guards, sharp-eyed archers at those tall, thick walls. Somehow almost the same as the syllabus in this exam. Tough, challenging, mind-wrecking and wide in syallabus.&lt;br /&gt;But the land is full and rich with honey and milk. Fruitful land indeed. The same goes to this exam. Once conquered, i can be able to enjoy the fruit. They're good.&lt;br /&gt;Being the Israelites, the 40 years in the desert seems like the practices, classes and exercises. The training, disciplining, persevering on, trials and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When its time to view this land aka exam, i can have responses like the Israelites, scared, discouraged, complained and wanted to give up. But look at what happened to them next. They, the older ones, were barred from entering that Promised Land because they did not trust in the Lord and follow what He commanded.&lt;br /&gt;I shall learn to have faith. To go in to that land, and fight till the last bit, from front till the end of that piece of land. But like what happened when the Israelites wanted to enter that land after their rebellions yet God said don't enter because He is not with them, without God with me, without walking with Him, i can't enter and conquer that land too. I'm weak without Him. And i hope i won't delusion myself&amp;nbsp; thinking that i'm strong enough to fight those "Anakites" with these feeble arms of mine.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, be like Caleb and Joshua, who are ready to enter the land and take possession of it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified, do not be discouraged. For the Lord, your God will be with you wherever you go." [Joshua 1:9]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conquer the Promised land! x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-6537352951357151276?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6537352951357151276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/promised-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6537352951357151276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6537352951357151276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/promised-land.html' title='the Promised Land'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2887609762732242726</id><published>2010-06-01T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:18:53.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of wisdom'/><title type='text'>confidence in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;“It is confidence in love. When we are confident in love here is what is happening. We are not preoccupied with trying to get God to like us. We are not negotiating in all of the subtle ways to get God to like me. When I am confident in love I know I am genuine and I know I am enjoyed even when I am struggling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;With that preoccupation out of the way then you can gaze on the beauty realm. But to say the words while you are constantly negotiating in your heart and constantly short circuited, “You are probably mad at me again, God. I am so ugly. I am so broken. I am just a fake, hypocrite, rebellious and proud.” You can not enter the realm of wonder with all of that static electricity going on in your being all of the time.” -Mike Bickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-2887609762732242726?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2887609762732242726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/confidence-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2887609762732242726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2887609762732242726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/06/confidence-in-love.html' title='confidence in love'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7011708008899357478</id><published>2010-05-29T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:27:51.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>buck up!</title><content type='html'>Cousin left for USA today. 4 months to work and 2 months to explore and enjoy the place. Pretty a cool plan. For me, i've always loved travelling, especially backpack travel. It feels good to learn about different cultures, to get to know the lives of people from other countries. Learning the way they think too is pretty exciting. And of course to taste their FOOD! *yes, eventhough it may not be that tasty..hehe* Hope that after my STPM, i can do something similar, if can't, maybe near to similar. Travel :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to finish studying everything for this mid year exam. I'm just barely halfway through. Saving subjects that are needed to be saved. Feels like am throwing life floats to those Subjects, but those Subjects kept floating in random directions. Sometimes, when i'm under pressure, i'll in the end turn to the "Protect" mode, turning my eyes away from the things that are giving me stress(except for the things i enjoy very much). Need to deal with this, to be willing to face the pressure. I know stpm is not just an exam for me to get into uni. But its a chance for me to build up my character, throw away those last minute attitude, procrastination and help me to aim higher. I need to be willing to change. To not halt and get discouraged when things get rough. To not let perfectionism to hinder me from completing something. Buck up! Even if i get a bad end result, at least, i want to see these weaknesses to be overcome. Seeing those people who strive for the best in the things they do really encourages me. Especially when seeing them doing the best for God's glory. Well, about 6 more months to it! La la la la la ~&amp;nbsp; i shall dance into the battle. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-7011708008899357478?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7011708008899357478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/buck-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7011708008899357478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7011708008899357478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/buck-up.html' title='buck up!'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8840234476050769669</id><published>2010-05-28T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:56:46.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Look to Him</title><content type='html'>Look to Him especially when things are getting rougher.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you are discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when things don't go the way you want.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you're feeling lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when distractions are getting on you even more.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you feel numb by everything.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you feel like hiding your face from everything.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you feel like closing your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you feel that you won't be able to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you are at your dead end.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you don't feel faithful enough.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him especially when you feel absolutely not up to standard.&lt;br /&gt;Look to Him no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything is falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;When everything just seems like a mess in the outside and the inside,&lt;br /&gt;then thats the time to press in even more.&lt;br /&gt;To seek Him even more.&lt;br /&gt;To trust Him even more.&lt;br /&gt;Because He sees.&lt;br /&gt;He will provide. &lt;br /&gt;He's bigger than all of these.&lt;br /&gt;And He is still in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything is getting more and more shaky,&lt;br /&gt;and are to tumble down one by one,&lt;br /&gt;He is stable,&lt;br /&gt;Just the same, yesterday, today and forever.&lt;br /&gt;He is The place to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;And He even wants us to cling on to Him. &lt;br /&gt;So, don't be like a dog scurrying around to find for a shaky shelter.&lt;br /&gt;But rest under His wings,&lt;br /&gt;For thats enough for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities come when trust is placed on all the wrong things&lt;br /&gt;But true security resides in you when trust is placed upon Him.&lt;br /&gt;So, cast all your anxieties before Him,&lt;br /&gt;cast everything to Him,&lt;br /&gt;For He cares for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry my thoughts are just going about everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-8840234476050769669?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8840234476050769669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-to-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8840234476050769669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8840234476050769669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-to-him.html' title='Look to Him'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7681233189731218046</id><published>2010-05-24T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:48:21.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Heavenly Sugary Fits</title><content type='html'>I've been savouring a lot of sweet things lately. More to, craving more of sweet things than what's usual of me!&lt;br /&gt;*gasp* I guess the sweet tooth me has came back! which is pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time i used to have this habit of munching down sweet things after a meal and while studying. Mostly chocolates. But, i'd successfully restrained myself from taking much. Till recently, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the sweet things i've eaten, in this....one week :&lt;br /&gt;a) a few balls of dark chocolate with almond in it.&lt;br /&gt;b) 1/4 of chocolate bar&lt;br /&gt;c) Half 1.25 litre box of almond pecan praline ice cream&lt;br /&gt;d) one stick of red bean ice potong&lt;br /&gt;e) at least 7 drinks of almond tea&lt;br /&gt;f) 2 packets of Chipsmore (large size)&lt;br /&gt;g) 2 bunches of bananas&lt;br /&gt;h) half of my mum's butter cake (1 kg) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i'm a sugar monster. Booyah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not sure when i'll be able to stop this habit again.&lt;br /&gt;They're just simply too heavenly delicious scrumpttiiious.....&lt;i&gt;tempting~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple sugarly update here. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Till then, God bless youuu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-7681233189731218046?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7681233189731218046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/heavenly-sugary-fits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7681233189731218046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7681233189731218046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/heavenly-sugary-fits.html' title='Heavenly Sugary Fits'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2525337396744366685</id><published>2010-05-19T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:00:08.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>lalalalala</title><content type='html'>Now, breathing in and out. Though there's almost constantly a high-pitched sound somewhere up my head, well it's somewhere there la but quite far, so it doesn't really get to me now. Don't worry i'm not crazy alright. And not emo now. :) Just some feelings being expressed in that way. Don't have to understand it if can't. Haha. Taking things as it goes. Taking things one by one. Whatever will be, will beee. AJA! p(^.^)q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt like learning back all my classical piano pieces. Long time didn't touch them and i somehow miss those time when i can play them. Now, my fingers are hardened. =( "What a waste" I'll think, well i know it's never too late yet. Ignite the passion for piano + perseverance! When i find the free time to though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some short updates. Ok, it doesn't look like an update but fluid stuffs only i know. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, will write more when i know what to write and also when i feel like it. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-2525337396744366685?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2525337396744366685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/lalalalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2525337396744366685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2525337396744366685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/lalalalala.html' title='lalalalala'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-1677585792688166218</id><published>2010-05-15T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T10:12:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-1677585792688166218?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1677585792688166218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1677585792688166218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1677585792688166218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/stress.html' title='Stress!'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-4BIzLWH5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/LipSgtcytx8/s72-c/cg4af96a5ef404e0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-6295432677109275650</id><published>2010-05-12T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:20:55.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Words Crush</title><content type='html'>Today, i witnessed a couple of incidents and heard story where the "weaks" are despised and made fun of. Just because of several differences in them from the norm or difference in backgrounds. Feel pretty indignant that these people are treated in such ways. They still deserve respect and they DO deserve respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can act like knives to the soul. Words can crush the spirit. And words that are thrown off just like that will forever be stamped in the hearts of those being thrown at. It really does hurt. It hurts, all of us know. Though, it may be sent in a jokingly manner, or rather in a CARELESS manner, it strikes deep inside the heart more than all of us will ever know. Not everyone is able to handle such words that are carelessly thrown. He or she may have acted cool about it, but the damage is done. Permanently done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whether one has a greater authority over someone or is under a person's submission, beware of the words spoken. Or even how a person behave. No matter how handsome or how beautiful one is, no matter how popular or how lovable one is, he or she has no right to strip off someone's image or pride just like that. What's the use of being perfect in the outside yet full of wickedness in the inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'd fell and struggle a lot of times in this area too, much to the shame, speaking words that tear down the souls in order to lift up myself. But everytime i do, i'm so glad, so so grateful that God spoke to me telling me that these people are not trash but jewel to His eyes. That He loves them too just the way He loves me. And it truly humbled me down because God is so holy and full of love for such people. How can i walk in the ways of those who spoke words of folly too while my Father in Heaven has such great view on those people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, we need a constant renewing of the mind, of how we should see things differently from how the world sees. Surely, one can never be perfect in all of his/her speeches, but let's strive to make our speech full of words of encouragements, words that build up instead of destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-6295432677109275650?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6295432677109275650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-words-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6295432677109275650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6295432677109275650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-words-crush.html' title='Some Words Crush'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2540955503776755224</id><published>2010-05-11T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:03:44.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>You're my Lifeline</title><content type='html'>Today was the Lower F6 orientation. Can't believe that i was the one in that group just last year. And now i see them from the eyes of a senior. Must had looked small and naive to them seniors last year. Hehe. Well, can't say that i'm all wise now though, but i guess i'd looked and experienced more than i had one year back. If i didn't, i'd be a fool then. :)&lt;br /&gt;Will be a tour guide for them tomorrow. Wondering whether i should bring a flag too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UU0PnO3_mtU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UU0PnO3_mtU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have your way here&lt;br /&gt;Keep me afloat 'cos I know I'll sink without you&lt;br /&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine&lt;br /&gt;Throw me a lifeline&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-2540955503776755224?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2540955503776755224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-my-lifeline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2540955503776755224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2540955503776755224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-my-lifeline.html' title='You&apos;re my Lifeline'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-4698047377229276545</id><published>2010-05-10T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:06:54.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal moments'/><title type='text'>Back to blog</title><content type='html'>I'm officially returning to blogging though i guess i will not be that active in Facebook anymore. Breaking away from many things in internet feel really refreshing. As if like a few gigabytes in my brain have been cleared off. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Many things had happened in this short period of time though yesterday just felt like a long time ago. Mum was not home for a couple of days because she went back hometown for Mum's Day with grandma. The first time not celebrating her birthday and her day. It felt like a complete freedom at first, doing everything i want to do, eating unhealthy food and not eating those supplements she usually force down my throat. But it doesn't feel that right and comfortable in the end. All those lack of discipline except some exceptions of the things i can do more. Now i want her back. :( Well, I guess this goes the same with God. Many times i want to do my own way, going here and there, not abiding in Him, but ended up, His discipline is the best for me. And without His presence in my life, everything goes chaos in the inside and i'll be in a stupor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Jesus answered my prayers. Prayers i've made one year ago and also throughout the year. Personal and also ministry. I'm not gonna write down what it is here yet but perhaps i'll in the near future. Just grateful to God that He listens and He provides the best there is for His children. Indeed how can a father give his son a snake if he asks of him for fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recited a poem for Mother's Day in church main sanctuary. My first time with poem and in front of the whole church alone. Haha. Its quite awesome when all eyes are on you, quiet and listening. Surprisingly, i'm starting to enjoy such moments though my nerves are not under control sometimes im in front. Too bad the projector and the music did not really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to NS campsite for Christian sharing last Friday. Just the 3 of us - Yit Ping, Elaine and me, the smallest group i've ever been with. We were late! I was incharged of worship that day. There were around 40+ of them, mostly from Sabah and Sarawak. Played guitar while worship leading, i felt i'd better brush up more on my guitar skill. Its getting more and more useful as time goes by. :) During the sharing time, i don't know why i was actually feeling pretty angry, and grieving of the ignorance showed by those campers towards the Word, making commitments which they didn't even think of committing themselves. Heart was practically burning to tell them that playtime is over in this matter. In the end, told Yit Ping that i want to say something. She allowed so i told the campers about what i felt. Practically poured out everything and in the end, when i finished, only realised that they were all&amp;nbsp; very quiet, listening. Well, i hope they'll remember it. Won't be seeing them again, so, haha, didn't care of my reputation and how much my voice was about to crack and hands shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-4698047377229276545?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/4698047377229276545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4698047377229276545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4698047377229276545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-to-blog.html' title='Back to blog'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-5214366894597588739</id><published>2010-05-02T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:19:31.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey i'm back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 21 days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanna thank God for His faithfulness and mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i miss all of the people i can only connect through internet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know who you are, that is,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you read this post,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and if you don't or can't connect with me in other ways. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep going on peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha, no matter who you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just keep going on! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have faith in God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God is good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanna say also that i'm grateful for the people He'd brought into my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*might be the cue for you to stop reading this post,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cuz it might get mushy and boring or that i might've written this before in previous post* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In every place, corner of this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, i started to appreciate my church even more than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though its so full of different mixture of people,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some may not be the type of personality i like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but all are unique in their own ways :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to not really see the point of going to church when I can have my own worship at home, and download a sermon from the internet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i guess as time goes by, my perspective in this matter changes as i dwell in this community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now i would say that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to live in a community of God is a great privilage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;much more to be able to serve there! though there are tough times!&lt;br /&gt;but all those tough times serve as a part of teaching in my life. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha..just wanted to blurt all these out here today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-5214366894597588739?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5214366894597588739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/grateful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5214366894597588739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5214366894597588739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/05/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3202766956930744887</id><published>2010-04-11T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:58:22.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal moments'/><title type='text'>i need a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be breaking away from internet for 40 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mostly from doing unnecessary things online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will be checking my inbox mails though a few times a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So contact me there if you've anything or else sms me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really need this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully i can make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..With much love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-3202766956930744887?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3202766956930744887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3202766956930744887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3202766956930744887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-break.html' title='i need a break'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-965728087534776598</id><published>2010-04-10T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T13:51:20.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy mornings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i heart rainy days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a lot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;especially rainy mornings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i managed to sit through my 3 hours tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rather patiently *bliss*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rainy mornings somehow give me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a kind of submissive feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it feels like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everything is in slow motion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and everything is lying low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all is cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all is alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all is under control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it feels very good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoping for a rainy morning tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-965728087534776598?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/965728087534776598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainy-mornings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/965728087534776598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/965728087534776598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainy-mornings.html' title='Rainy mornings'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7153254295439992036</id><published>2010-04-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:41:31.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God really understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He knows everything about you and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He knows how much we can endure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he knows at which point we will break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And theennn, when you'd reached the point He knows you can't go on dy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He'll come to rescue you from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When strength fails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When wisdom is a loss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When speech and persuasion is but a wind to the ears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When it felt like there's nothing left to do anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;He sweeps in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Provide enough to continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Gently and gently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Provide those encouragements in need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Directly and indirectly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hope is definitely there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Because Jesus is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;For He said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"The bud is already there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and it'll be turned to a beautiful flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Just prepare."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And so i believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/5497588087115201689-7153254295439992036?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7153254295439992036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/bud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7153254295439992036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7153254295439992036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/bud.html' title='The bud'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-6239927165730106138</id><published>2010-04-06T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:32:36.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strive on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 1.19am now on a schooling day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Typically me?&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/09.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is getting more interesting recently.&lt;br /&gt;Home is getting more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Church is getting more interesting lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And i'm getting more and more interesting too.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna just be putting my feet here and there where its appropriate&lt;br /&gt;And see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow don't want to put my hopes too high&lt;br /&gt;Just to be let down again.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a privilage to be able to serve God here nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;What's sow now will not go in vain.&lt;br /&gt;So i want to strive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=01.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/01.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-6239927165730106138?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6239927165730106138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/strive-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6239927165730106138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6239927165730106138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/strive-on.html' title='strive on'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2592823375177903207</id><published>2010-04-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:36:38.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>It's rightfully up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boats are to rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From side to side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But how much truth this possesses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't they too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay still in that roaring water?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Once bitten twice shy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's what they always say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But how much is that once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If the shy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would never come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left to right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And up to down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'd be a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to deny the sky is rightfully up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am i a fool then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-2592823375177903207?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2592823375177903207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-rightfully-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2592823375177903207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2592823375177903207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-rightfully-up.html' title='It&apos;s rightfully up'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2582995395840121276</id><published>2010-04-03T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:49:00.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Aren't You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't You my Saviour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who at the cross&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;took upon all the sins of this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two thousand years back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't You my Father?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whose arms are held always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As wide as the east is from the west&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i come running to You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't You my Beloved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who sees me unique and beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who by one glance of my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;overwhelms You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't You my Comforter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whom my anxiety&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can cast upon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whom my insecurity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can be swept away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Your perfect love?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/5497588087115201689-2582995395840121276?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2582995395840121276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/arent-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2582995395840121276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2582995395840121276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/arent-you.html' title='Aren&apos;t You?'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7753705618110939136</id><published>2010-04-01T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:24:52.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>the cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have PROVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That by ranting,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one can actually paves a wider tunnel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for information to be transferred out from his brain effectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today's muet speaking was so far one of my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spoke quite a lot, more to crap much actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sort of imagine a blank page in my mind while speaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plus some 'use your heart to talk'&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/09.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some zexy eye staress.&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=05.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/05.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nah.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i hope i can speak like that or better than that for the real exam tho.&lt;br /&gt;it always backfires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a testimony-talk in church.&lt;br /&gt;Truly, what you never see in your daily life here,&lt;br /&gt;does not mean the same for the rest of the place in the world.&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=01.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/01.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always known that there are missionaries out there who sacrifice a lot&lt;br /&gt;and who make radical choices like coming out from their comfort zones or familiarities to serve in the field.&lt;br /&gt;But for the last few days plus today again, this knowledge somehow became much more real than ever.&lt;br /&gt;That God is still stirring up the hearts of His children.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I should not be shocked or have any of that sorts of emotion because&lt;br /&gt;it should be expected!&lt;br /&gt;In years to come, i strongly believe that there will be more and more radical people&lt;br /&gt;who will answer the call from God especially in Malaysia.&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=01.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/01.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOoots! Aren't you excited too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: pardon all of the new emoticons. Haha. Just felt they're really cute after i saw them somewhere. Aren't they cute? No? Just admit it.&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/09.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They shall be here as long as i still love them. *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh..before i go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its APRIL FOOL today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND my school's anniversary.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus my school is a joke. omgosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*salute the founders of High School*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;better be careful!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/40.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5497588087115201689-7753705618110939136?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7753705618110939136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7753705618110939136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7753705618110939136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/04/cousins.html' title='the cousins'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2079240763080250064</id><published>2010-03-31T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:41:13.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>you got the brain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes how i wish i can write as well as others do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way they express themselves in blogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way they are able to project their thoughts straight to a blank page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It simply amazes me sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From a simple lifestory to a captivating one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the reasons why i blog.&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/04.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To enhance my expressing skill. So to speak. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually people are good at this..i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps my expressing skill resides at the wrong place in my brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;away from all of my other parts in it. pffttt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, since there are not many readers here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll just try to rant as much as i can to stabilize this brain of mine. *grins* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uhm yes, its pretty unstabilized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Needing some stabilizer jabs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But just the brain k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find 'dA brain iz pretty interesting.&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=33.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/33.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From that ulgy, duullll-gly, greeyyy-gly thingy...sometimes yucky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there're lots of things inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the scientists still cannot fathom the mystery of 'dA brain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..amazingly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i have 'dA brain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/09.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok..i know..that's lame. heh &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've lost all my sense of humour this month.&lt;br /&gt;That is....if there's any left from the beginning.&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/04.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwaaaahhh....&lt;br /&gt;Great..i'm ranting directionless.&lt;br /&gt;Or is rant supposed to be direction...less?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave you to figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn205/leeyeethong/40.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5497588087115201689-2079240763080250064?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2079240763080250064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-got-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2079240763080250064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2079240763080250064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-got-brain.html' title='you got the brain?'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-1788470484150037886</id><published>2010-03-25T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:42:22.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juicy week~</title><content type='html'>I remembered there was once i got quite upset when i saw my &lt;b&gt;friend's name was spelled wrongly&lt;/b&gt; in her name tag during a conference in church. Well, at least i thought it was spelt wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;When i saw her &lt;i&gt;"wrongly-spelled"&lt;/i&gt; name, i remembered, i instantly kinda raised my voice a bit higher towards the person who was one of the committee asking &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"They spelled her name wrongly laaa. How can like this one..*grumble grumble*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. In my heart, i was actually irritated that the lady did not know my friend's name!&lt;br /&gt;It was a lady who was just standing beside of my friend that time with a name tag &lt;b&gt;"Committee".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady was bewildered at my sudden voice of wanting justice.&lt;br /&gt;And as i was wrinkling my eyebrows, i was surprised to see my friend was half laughing and half giving me the pitying look.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me that actually her original name was the one on her name tag.&lt;br /&gt;And THAT lady, the lady i complained to.... was her &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;mum. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..just something that popped into my mind. Funny and embarassing event. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is a nice week. Though i got stomachache yesterday. A bad one.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Still, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;i even had someone to teman me in being in pain at the same time of the same cause.&lt;b&gt; LOL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly love the&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; flexibility of the timetable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; especially today where teachers didn't really teach. &lt;i&gt;Booyah! &lt;/i&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;Totally free from being so rigid following all those set times.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like the continuous arrangement of subjects after subjects. It makes me wanna choke. Figuratively. xD.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Raptai Sukan, and i'm not involved in any sports events mainly because the secretary mistaken my name as a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;boy's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. SO haha! &lt;i&gt;*and that's very NOT a sad case =P*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently was thinking of &lt;b&gt;how much God has blessed me with&lt;/b&gt;. =) Last two weeks, i was feeling so lonely, when i felt there's no one to help at all, when i was low..due to certain things. But looking back now i realised, He was there, and even providing me for the situations i was in after that. Providing me comfort, faith, that i'm able to trust in Him. Providing me discipline! weee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, i got my exam results and most of them are not good results. That indeed had &lt;b&gt;shaken me quite a lot &lt;/b&gt;and i feared for my studies, and certain things which im upholding to. &lt;i&gt;Paralysed in fear&lt;/i&gt; to be exact~ Was just not doing much Bible reading and praying. =S &lt;br /&gt;But in the end of the day, i gathered myself back up again. To refocus on my priorities! And that was also by God's help! I'm glad He pulled me back to my senses again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, i remembered that God does not define my success by how high my exam results are, or whether i'll achieve great in my studies, my STPM or on how effective my ministries are. But my success will be based on &lt;b&gt;my relationship with God.&lt;/b&gt; That relationship. =)))&lt;br /&gt;So i'll just try my best in my studies, but no matter what it'll turn out to be, i don't want to lose sight of God, &lt;i&gt;my everything&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to keep pursuing my studies until i forget about God.&lt;br /&gt;That'll be time when i would feel i'm being dragged by a chain at my neck each day with my head bouncing here and there on the floor. &lt;i&gt;*nah..im just joking.....no, i'm serious* &lt;/i&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so yearh!! Gonna be &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAPTISED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; this Sunday!! WOOOOOHOOOOOOO! Awaited moment. &lt;i&gt;*eyes twinkling, sparkling*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thought i've already been water-baptised though. Haha. I know i know...=P&lt;br /&gt;Kinda feeling nervous about it..or more to nervous excitement like how a bride is nervous before her wedding. =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wish me all the best then. That i will not have a nervous breakdown when im about to go in the pooool. Nah i'm just joking..i wont. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-1788470484150037886?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1788470484150037886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/juicy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1788470484150037886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1788470484150037886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/juicy-week.html' title='Juicy week~'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3112185965449121717</id><published>2010-03-18T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:53:51.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>relieved</title><content type='html'>He didn't realise. Not much. Though he sometimes do, yet its not enough. But he is glad. That now he knows the complete truth. As to why. The reality has finally sunken in. All those questions are finally answered. Of course, he asked for it. So his wish is granted. Really granted. Though now it looks pretty bad, as in really bad, but he knows there's still a future. A space for correction. Corrections are what he is in need. So many corrections. Mistakes.. Now he wants someone to be there understanding. But he knows he can't have that. Even the closest are shunned away. He knows he has to pay for that mistakes. And to retreat like a caterpillar. Hopefully that caterpillar will turn into a butterfly. Not to a tiny worm instead. Please, not. Captivate that caterpillar. I know he is willing to take those breakings. For only by breaking, he can be filled. I know he is trying hard right now. Or rather releasing himself by being obedient. I'm glad that his wish is granted. Though it hurts. I'm glad that he finally knows the truth. I'm glad that he's left to nothing now except God alone. I hope that he'll make it through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-3112185965449121717?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3112185965449121717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/relieved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3112185965449121717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3112185965449121717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/relieved.html' title='relieved'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-5118872178264037016</id><published>2010-03-17T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:20:42.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Double siblings</title><content type='html'>Being the second child and also the same time last child is the hardest i think. Added "bonus" is, if you are a girl and your "higher" sibling is a boy. If you have another "smaller" sibling, at least he or she can support you up, or you can release all your authority on that sibling, and can tell him or her the wrongs and corrects because you have the authority to. Plus if you fight with your higher siblings, you can turn to your younger ones and pour to them. But if you are the second, and the last, no no..there's no one else to turn to. You can't even tell the higher sibling they are doing something wrong because their pride will be hurt. You can't even advise because you are younger and if you do, you're counted as rude. Worse still if your higher sibling...your only higher sibling is a boy. You can't really tell stuffs to that boy because its just weird...and from different world. These are just some general statement and of course, there are a lot more to it.&lt;br /&gt;Huhu..just some thoughts there. =) Might not be applied to all double siblings esp boy and girl out there tho. huhu..ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-5118872178264037016?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5118872178264037016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/double-siblings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5118872178264037016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5118872178264037016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/double-siblings.html' title='Double siblings'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-670839715964328674</id><published>2010-03-15T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:07:25.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Mission Camp 2010</title><content type='html'>Had quality time in Kampar for Mission Camp last 3 days. Really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first mission camp and i had a lot of my first times&lt;br /&gt;like prayer walk with church youth, tracting, praying for the nations in such a way with church youth, berbonding together in such ways with church youth... &lt;br /&gt;Yeah.a lot of church youth there. Haha. And i'm happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun with those cool people in Kampar too. Great awesome people and very warm. Really thank them for bringing us around sacrificially for food especially, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;To name, Pastor Nicky, Steven, Koon Eu and Edwin.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, i felt very bonded to Kampar. Perhaps i can somehow relate to them in certain things they are going through. Encouraged here.&lt;br /&gt;We were really sad to leave the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cool to hang out with those 9 people who went from church youth.&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak berapa kenal pun dah lebih kenal sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;Yang berfeeling shy untuk berkomunikasi pun tak begitu shy sekarang.. &lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost missed the train to Kampar because we couldn't enter the KTM packed train... but really its really only by God's help we reached just a few minutes before it departs. God answers prayer made! The rain even stopped right before service after we prayed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the Killer game at nights too. Though i seldom get to be the killer.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to learn so many things. And "de-learn" so many things.&lt;br /&gt;It's no point of having faith yet have not loved.&lt;br /&gt;I remember again what Steven said during mamak time about Jesus being at master bedroom, but there's still some other rooms Jesus is not in. God, teach me and help me to surrender those rooms.&lt;br /&gt;Break me if You must if its how i can be decreased and humbled and You increase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing that i never thought of going to the internet once there. Hannah felt the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;Felt somehow using the net to do something not beneficial/onlining too much is pretty void compared to those real things i desire so much n can do...or need to do.. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will not online as frequent now. Only one or two hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward patiently to the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-670839715964328674?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/670839715964328674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/mission-camp-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/670839715964328674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/670839715964328674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/mission-camp-2010.html' title='Mission Camp 2010'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-4423457545504069226</id><published>2010-03-02T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:47:35.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Vase is fragile</title><content type='html'>Was reading a blog written by someone whom i'm not close to and have not met for a few years. Everytime i read the thoughts that the person posted, i'm always left in amazement of the kind of thinking he has. Well, they're not really good thoughts exactly for some of his posts, but it helps me to see and understand what kind of thoughts this type of people whom i regard... pretty different from my world have. Different and interesting i think. Well, it's been sometime i didn't hop to his blog, but after reading a few of his recent posts today where one of it he confessed certain things about himself. I always thought those people who are "full" of themselves, pretty much have better confidence than the rest. But after reading his post, i found out that statement is not really true for all afterall. Instead, they need real security in their life. Like a pretty vase, outside it may look so strong and beautiful, but its the easiest to be broken. Thus, don't judge the vase by mere look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got pretty encouraged by an sms from a distant friend today. Sort of reminded me again that there are others who are building the kingdom of God together with me in various places. It always move my heart to hear about people from diff places especially the ones i know made radical decisions in unity and do radical things for God and by trusting God. Life in these days have become pretty individualistic. But this is not what God wants for all of us. Something that i've to struggle out of it constantly. Only by being in His presence, i'm washed from that kind of mind set or "tightness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Previous responsibilities that are passed to another is being passed back to me again recently. I guess there must be something i'm yet to learn there and i must learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S :&amp;nbsp; i realised i can actually send sms from my number back to my own number~!=))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-4423457545504069226?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/4423457545504069226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/vase-is-fragile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4423457545504069226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4423457545504069226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/03/vase-is-fragile.html' title='Vase is fragile'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-5028176598008772366</id><published>2010-02-27T03:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:12:07.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal moments'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2.50am now.&lt;br /&gt;It's dawn.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm awake......again. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;I need to curb this.&lt;br /&gt;Cut all ends. Tie all loose knots. Or rather trim all those loose knots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try again ..with all these remaining strengths in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me... if you are a believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-5028176598008772366?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5028176598008772366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5028176598008772366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5028176598008772366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8602930137033013354</id><published>2010-02-25T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:11:52.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Enemy~</title><content type='html'>I've made an ultimate enemy for the last 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was once my so-so enemy only because i don't usually see him! Well, i don't see him at all even when i needed him for my Bio! &lt;br /&gt;But things got out of hand recently after cny.. Grr..&lt;br /&gt;Farting everywhere and invading my privacy, HIM!&lt;br /&gt;Who else if not The Culprit Cockroache! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i get Ng's phobia on Flying Cockroaches. I guess it'll top the most awful situation IF i am to be surrounded with flying cockroaches..omgeeeee! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've "bumped" into 9 cockroaches in different parts of my house in the span of 3 days! THRREEEE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;yet NON of my family members bumped into them.. =(( That makes me like a "lucky" cockroach hunter.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;So what do i do when i meet the destroyer-by-farting enemy?&lt;br /&gt;First, of course is to SHOUT! DUH..its common reaction..XD&lt;br /&gt;Second, i just stood there, trying not to move myself for fear it'll move and really bump to my feet!*this had happened before..conclusion: cockroach is stupid*&lt;br /&gt;Third, i ask the enemy to stay where he is! Pointing at him like how a policewoman will.&amp;nbsp; It sorta works to those obedient ones.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, breathing all the cockroach-fartsie air around me to shout to my dad asking for HELP!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;""&lt;br /&gt;Though i'm a "lucky" hunter, i don't kill because i can't. I....just can't.&lt;br /&gt;The sight of my enemy makes me cringe! And the awesome air he farted, *i don't know whether cockroach farts or not but he SMELLS so be it!* just made my bedroom a slight more wangi....not! UGH! terrible crime he did....indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to type about this here. This encounterment sort of broke my records of my history with cockroaches so bear with me! =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..for more decent post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-8602930137033013354?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8602930137033013354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/ultimate-enemy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8602930137033013354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8602930137033013354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/ultimate-enemy.html' title='The Ultimate Enemy~'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-5559610535046979336</id><published>2010-02-24T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:11:36.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal moments'/><title type='text'>Dulling to Fill</title><content type='html'>i feel.....dulled. today. or rather it's been like this since a few days..... before i realised .... today.&lt;br /&gt;well, dulled as in the right brain of mine is wearing off. the shutting down of my artsy mind if there's still any left. i feel so uncreative now. =(&lt;br /&gt;Must be the pressure or etc etc..hope to regain them back again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess during this uncreative moment, my brain is somehow slowed down a bit. Like it has formed a wider space of privacy. i guess it's a time of refilling for me. a lot of refilling and i hope i don't abandon this... kinda feel good actually to be still. I feel like i'm just so shallow in the Word. There are just so many treasures in the bible which i've yet to discover and to soak in it and to anchor it deep in my heart. And the Word is living, from God!one thing i felt so privilaged today.&amp;nbsp; thank you God for the hunger You place in my heart. I'd never get that hunger without You helping me. i fear the times when i will be so cold towards Your words, that i will not respond to it or even care. =S God,please awaken my heart back again if i fall into that. Don't let me to go so far away Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt really heart-touching and speechless to realise again of how great and how far Jesus has gone so that i can have a deeper intimacy with Him. Read the mockery and majesty of Calvary and i felt so much of His love. and how short-sighted and forgetful i am. The pain at the cross, the many expects of the Cross.It spells love. How God loves us. He paid all to redeem me back, to redeem us back. &lt;i&gt;'the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant seeking beautiful pearls, who when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had and bought it.'[matt 13:45-46]&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; He sees us as that beautiful pearls. how much we meant to Him? How He sees us as His most beloved bride that we overwhelms Him? We overwhelm Him? yes..thats pretty not a joke.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i'm required to is to love Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my passion and put it in a bottle &lt;br /&gt;just to break it at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my affections,  put them in a bottle&lt;br /&gt;just to waste at your feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;But like a brand plucked from the fire&lt;br /&gt;I am like a brand plucked from the fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhwSPzWs-pc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhwSPzWs-pc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-5559610535046979336?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5559610535046979336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/dulling-to-fill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5559610535046979336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5559610535046979336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/dulling-to-fill.html' title='Dulling to Fill'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-4181092541105800456</id><published>2010-02-21T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:11:00.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Resew CNY</title><content type='html'>It was HOT! and still is outside!&lt;br /&gt;Absolute one thing i dislike about CNY!&lt;br /&gt;I was actually not really looking forward to CNY this year. Due to many reasons i guess like how time will fly by faster, how the same routine will be etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after coming back from hometowns, i realised this cny is one i will and have to remember. Though it may not be as FUN as those childhood days but it's somewhat special in a way. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I would say the theme for this cny is .... Resew. Stands for Re- Sew. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Like once a torn blanket, resew back again slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Resew in love to be more accurate. A different kind of love. Smth like "though you are ugly, i still love you" and "the past is the past, doesn't matter", AND those "innocent" kind of love. Okay, its hard to explain. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, an unforgettable cina new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4AKKvVXhiI/AAAAAAAAATw/QnMxX7CBK5s/s1600-h/IMG_6121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4AKKvVXhiI/AAAAAAAAATw/QnMxX7CBK5s/s320/IMG_6121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my official cam whore buddy for this CNY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4AKwMsT7bI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yBulmAEs5LE/s1600-h/IMG_6143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4AKwMsT7bI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yBulmAEs5LE/s320/IMG_6143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in Penang's side &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4ALaJQoJ0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/ksn1szQZ04M/s1600-h/IMG_6328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4ALaJQoJ0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/ksn1szQZ04M/s320/IMG_6328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nieces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4ALHLSFGxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ZhrQZVjdGms/s1600-h/IMG_6333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4ALHLSFGxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ZhrQZVjdGms/s320/IMG_6333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beloved Perlis family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both beloved sewn blankets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-4181092541105800456?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/4181092541105800456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/resew-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4181092541105800456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4181092541105800456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/resew-cny.html' title='Resew CNY'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S4AKKvVXhiI/AAAAAAAAATw/QnMxX7CBK5s/s72-c/IMG_6121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7596187845377136074</id><published>2010-02-10T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:53:34.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>I am just pondering these. Something that has been lying in my heart. Is it all this while?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of who i will become if i've not chosen that road.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of who my friends will be if i've chosen the other road.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what lies on the road i did not take.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of if i chose to stay in the path, will i be in that place where im looking at right now from far and will i know the people whom i've met in the road i've taken after i changed the road.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that whether i'll be willing to come out of my shell if its not the decision made years back.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what will i become if i don't know Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what type of girl will i be if i didn't take those roads which i've taken till today.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the changes that had happened which had moulded me into who i am today and the unknown changes that are yet to lie in my path to change my route.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the many possibilities the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the uncertainty of it too.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the many what ifs.&lt;br /&gt;And thinking of the many what will be's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S3I6Fx2lEkI/AAAAAAAAATo/4R0aS9lked8/s1600-h/Thinking_by_kolla85.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S3I6Fx2lEkI/AAAAAAAAATo/4R0aS9lked8/s400/Thinking_by_kolla85.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i be the person whom i've pictured in my mind all these while?&lt;br /&gt;Will i be walking the road i've planned to go?&lt;br /&gt;Will i yet to meet people who will change my route tremendously?&lt;br /&gt;Will i be able to make it to the finishing line?&lt;br /&gt;Will i be who i know i am today in the next few years?&lt;br /&gt;Will i yet to see more of unfamiliarities than familiarities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet i'm not the person whom i've pictured before today.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i've not walked the road i've planned to in the yesteryears.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i've met people in unlikely places whom had changed my life in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i am not who i was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every decision made will lead to another whole possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Every decision made will shape you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I've heard, "How do you want your testimony to be?"&lt;br /&gt;How do i want mine?&lt;br /&gt;How do you want yours to be?&lt;br /&gt;It all starts with decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How unfamiliar it is.&lt;br /&gt;Only this one thing i can be certain of.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.&lt;br /&gt;And for that, i'm simply assured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-7596187845377136074?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7596187845377136074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7596187845377136074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7596187845377136074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S3I6Fx2lEkI/AAAAAAAAATo/4R0aS9lked8/s72-c/Thinking_by_kolla85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8868268127411906941</id><published>2010-02-09T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T11:48:29.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Prayer. Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>Something i found in 24-7prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing and simply beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.24-7shorts.com/prayer-as-mission"&gt;Prayer as Mission&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.24-7shorts.com/prayer-as-justice"&gt;Prayer as Justice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope these videos will encourage your prayer life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 more other videos at the same page. Go watch cuz its worth your time..hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: The videos load pretty fast so don't worry! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till more updates. Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-8868268127411906941?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8868268127411906941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8868268127411906941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8868268127411906941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer-beautiful.html' title='Prayer. Beautiful!'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3757821439707108025</id><published>2010-01-29T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:31:00.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my faithful bestie!</title><content type='html'>When we met at 4 years old, i guess we never thought that this friendship will last even untill today. Many has indeed happened in these 15 years, and i'm really glad that our friendship went through all of that.&lt;br /&gt;I remember i only got closer to you when we were in Standard 2 and became best friend in Standard 3. I still remember those 'mm tak' thingy. Lol! too bad that autograph book was lost in Indonesia. Anyway,innocent times, innocently sweet. And then we got separated in standard 4 onwards. I remembered those times about the dreams, the poem, the&lt;i&gt; teacher&lt;/i&gt;..haha! It seems really stupid right now XD but really..its one of those precious memories stored in each of us i believe. After all those times, at last you are in the same class as me and the rest of the G4s - Chai and Ng. *i still can't believe we chose that name &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;* Crazy times indeed! I miss those times..=(&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school, i thought perhaps this friendship will just falter away. Probably because i thought this is how the way it should be, what people normally do and any other stories i heard of before. But really, im glad that you insisted on persevering on. It's hard especially we are in different classes again. You called me to join choir though i really got tired with it in primary school but now i'm glad that i did go. Then we joined basketball too. Though in Form 2, i pulled out, i still love it!HEHE Another memory is that, thanks to you too, i have this memory of singing solo. Come to think of all these and many others, you really did encourage the adventure me to come out from its shell.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;How odd it is. I still remember you sharing about Jesus to me. And also this story when i was in Form 2, when we were having Moral at the back of the class, not listening to teacher like usual, about you willing to save me from drowning if your mum and dad are also drowning with me. I couldn't understand back then of course and thought you must be lying. But really, i didn't know you are so strong in God. I admire your passion for God. I admire how strong your faith is. I admire all those hard times you've gone through but still you are clinging to God. I admire your humility. And really all of these taught me a lot. =)&lt;br /&gt;I guess the meeting back when we were 4 years old was really not by chance, but by purpose. And yes, i agree again, you are so different than me. Totally the opposite.xP. I'm the calm one while you are the not-so-calm one. I'm the patient one, you aren't..really..ahaa. I'm the focused one, but you are not really. =P You are the sensitive one, i'm not really. You are the verbal one, while i am more to the non-verbal. You are the more detailed one when i'm not except those problems with maths and science questions. etc etc.Well, maybe all of that might have changed now after all of those influences around. Though all of these differences, i hope you did learn a bit from me as i've learnt a lot from you. Of course, by all of these differences, there were indeed many misunderstandings, disappointments and fights between us, but i'm grateful that you did not turn your back towards me. I'm sorry if i ever hurted you in any way, and im sure i did a lot. Now, how i wish that there'll be more time for us to do more things together. And yes, i'm also glad we got to know each other a lil bit more in this year after all these years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i know you went through a lot in Australia and its hard. Maybe i will never ever get to understand that kind of situation you are in, but be strong alright? Keep pressing on no matter what. There'll surely be an end to the desert you are in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why only now i'm writing this post. I should have written this one year ago when u migrated to Australia. Perhaps i felt at that time, you haven't really leave yet that there's still chance to meet in this one year time. But i know, this time,&amp;nbsp; your leaving means we'll only meet again after 5 years or more. This reality only slowly sunk into me in these few days. =( I don't think whatever i just wrote here is anywhere near 1% of what i want to write because...this friendship is already truly beyond words for me. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its really great to have you as my best friend all these while. You've truly been a blessing to me, and i hope i am to you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LpKJ03z-haQ&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LpKJ03z-haQ&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will really miss you, Eunice!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s: this is my first time writing a post dedicated to a person. lol. and i wrote this days back actually. Hope you can be able to take all of these words. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-3757821439707108025?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3757821439707108025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-my-faithful-bestie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3757821439707108025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3757821439707108025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-my-faithful-bestie.html' title='To my faithful bestie!'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3851953524756103472</id><published>2010-01-28T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:43:10.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>Are you....a baby elephant?</title><content type='html'>I was just reading the newspaper and everywhere i looked, i saw politics, politics and politics.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, there're another 2 cases where pigs' heads are thrown into the mosque after the church arsons. My first thought&amp;nbsp; was "What is this la...sick!". And i believe others too have all sorts of comments in their shiny brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sort of relieved and proud to know that most Malaysians (those who are not involved in this shameful act or have this kind of thought) are mature enough to know that this are not done by civilans because we are civilized, but politicians + their konco-konco. It's always the politicians. Full stop. Trying to gain face and be the hero in front but zero behind....or negative for most cases. In case you don't know, this is spelled as sick. Malaysians are not fools anymore. I don't believe this is done by anyone else other than politicians once i heard of it. Neither do my friends. And i'm also glad, glad that some of the good politicians pointed that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, we can see and observe because as simple as this....we have eyes. We can listen to the meaning behind any sugar-coated words. Well, even the blinds, the deafs and the lames are able to "see" through the motives behind this too. We are not as doggy as you think, agreeing to whatever thats happening and launch into a war between races. Even dogs know the feelings of other people.......and sometimes are too peace-loving to move much in a war. We are no kiddy. Yes, grasped that? A 5-year old ain't kiddy too. He loves his Muslim friends! Last but not least, we are no more fools...and don't play your tools on Malaysians. That's er...pretty outdated...in case you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate our peace in the country. We love Malays, Chinese, Indians and our other ethnic groups here. I love my different skin colours friends too in my current school, my ex-college, my ex-sec school, my ex-primary school, my ex-ex kindie, my ex tuition centres........and also that Indian guard beside my house! We love them because they are people too. So are we. All of us came out from our mother's womb. So, no one is more superior than the others. No one came out from the elephants' womb.....right?....right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, don't try to induce in fear and division among us. We are tired. We are tired of all of the sweet talks..... the spade behind the mouth, the fiery eyes behind that concealed black innocent-but-not-really pupils, that.....bloody pig heads behind the spine bones...and that socks which are concealed in your sleeky shoes which say "Im sorry but im not".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are tired of all of those shameful acts. As i am writing this, my heart is burning with righteous anger. I don't know whether the May 13 was a real or a fake, but what i know is that we will not fall into the same trap again, being controlled by the politicians. We treasure our peace, please. We treasure what our previous warriours had done to bring unity and maintained it in this country. Please, please stop tearing down Malaysia. It was once a beautiful country, and is still to most of us and will be if only such shameful-to-the-very-ugly acts of disunity and display of oppressing power are stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can already say,&lt;b&gt; 1 Malaysia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Satu. Yi. Ona. One.&lt;/i&gt; Yes, you said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-3851953524756103472?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3851953524756103472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-youa-baby-elephant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3851953524756103472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3851953524756103472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-youa-baby-elephant.html' title='Are you....a baby elephant?'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-4867916274043690735</id><published>2010-01-19T16:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:38:33.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>My 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I thought it would be pretty cool to write down a shorten version on what's happened in my 2009 year after i read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://arnankoh.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-2009_18.html" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Arnan's.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; How things had worked out, and not worked out. To look back and remember on what had happened. I know it's late to do this, but its better late than never i guess. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I was rotting at home while one by one, my friends started college. It didn't really bother me at first because i wanted to enjoy my 5 months break!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I did my braces and it was not as painful as i thought it would be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I went to the Education Fair, and in the end, i was given a choice whether to go to Sunway or TARC for A-levels. It was a really last minute decision. Probably i felt its a bad idea to be an official waste at home. A night before I chose to go TARC, I was determined to go to Sunway due to many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But in that morning itself, I still felt unsure about Sunway, i felt i should go to TARC and i did. And this decision totally changed my whole course of life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I met my SJ9b mates - Audrey, Ishreen, Janice, Mint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I went to find a CF and found. Was excited about it mainly because i wanted to experience such fellowship in edu place and also curiousity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Met XP, Arnan, Carmille, Jian Quan, Wen Lin etc in Prayer meetings at night at buspark. Eye-opening moments. First time experience such combine-youth-prayer moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went to SPUS CG - met Ruth, Jonan etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Met Ben, Vincent, Kah Hong, Leo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Met my hostel mate, Seow Yin. Couldn't get used to the coooold water! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I was made an assistant cell leader to Jen Jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;February &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Bought my precious guitar - which i've saved the money for one year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jen stepped down from all leadership -- so I'm made the cell leader and assistant leader for Mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Tough moments here but through those stones, i learned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Prayer nights continued. Awesome time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Joined SWC Committee 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Had my first WAR 1 in church throwing pillows. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;March&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Continue enjoying basketball moments and makan time with mates. I miss those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time kayak-ing in Putrajaya for Leaders' Outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Discipline times. And obedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;SPM result came out! Got 8a1, 1a2, 1b3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mission trip 3 days to Kluang Assembly of God to minister. First time leading the kids. Chaotic moments. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;. Met Abigail. Kluang LYPG peep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Attended drum lessons offered by TARC. My teacher, Bryan Chin Botak. Had great time flowing with the beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Prayer meetings getting less people and left 5 of us. Still, its powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time playing floorball with CF mates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went JPA scholarship interview. Screwed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Continued driving lessons in slow pace due to lack of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Decided to go Form 6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Passed my driving test -- first attempt and no bribe! Thank you God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Starting to feel that i'm gonna miss TARC a lot, the people in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Did what i can for SWC for May Intake Orientation. Felt sorry to those who stayed behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Easter March around Kajang town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Farewell party. Had last memorable night in hostel, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;memorable prayer time at dawn and memorable memories of everything in TARC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went to Easter PAROIMIA in FGA KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A time to prepare myself for Form 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went BCM with Chinese session youth and met collegemates - Vincent, XP, Carmille, Arnan, Jian Quan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Form 6 starts. Didn't know we have one week orientation. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Met new friends - Brian Fam, Jia Yee, Ian, Kok wai, Durga, William etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went Genting with another bunch of collegemates - Jolyn, Vincent, Clement, KahHong, Nic, Huanjin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Prepared for Church Youth Camp - first time doing banner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Powerhouse Youth - Faith Factor 2 Camp in Broga. First time seeing such great move of Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mission trip 3 days to Sepang to minister. In charge of children again. Not that bad this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time incharge of Parents' Nite together with Joel. I hate to be incharged of food. Crazy times but learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;CF first unofficial meet. Gathered Christians to share vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Started Recess Revo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Started Prayer Meets in school every morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time the whole Powerhouse presented during Father's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Pastor Calvin stepped down from Powerhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Brother Robert replaced Pastor as youth director. A new change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went to Subang Rally with CF-ers invited by XP. Met Arnan too. Cool exposure. First time attending such rallies where most of them are Form 1s to Form 5s. Subang is blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First official meeting in CF. CF is approved in school as an unofficial club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Getting busy with Form 6 syllabus. Its foreseen. Its crazier than A-levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;SPBT Party. Eventful day. Never thought i'll attend a party in KHS at night. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;August &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My wish to attend thePlan09 since beginning of the year was fulfilled. Thank God for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Was down with terrible fever(40 degree celcius), terrible flu and cough for 2 weeks. Never had been this sick for a long time. I remembered the last one was when i was in Primary where my temp reached 42 degree Celcius and i vomitted different colour of vomits. Almost died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Shared Recess Revo to church youth after recovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Elected as Secretary for Form 6 Student Welfare Board. Reminded me of SWC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;CF is banned due to past reasons. Thank God, there's a shoplot near KHS that we can use. Was offered help from ACTS church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Family trip to Betong, Thailand. I LOVE the THAI FOOOOD there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went to thePlan09 in Malacca for 4 days. A new kind of camp. First time going to a mission conference camp. Those from Kajang were Charlene, Genesis, Jonathan and me. In charged of MNPN booth together with Charlene! Went to explore Malacca and i LOVE the DURIAN ICE KACANG - first time trying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Bucking up for coming end-year exam. Left a lot behind in studies due to that 2 weeks break when i was down with fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time climbing up Broga Hill with classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My awesome 18th birthday. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Big Recess Revo project - did bookmarks and paper flowers for morning session teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Had first attempt on Prayer Walk among Cf-ers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Joined Millie's - a Youtuber call to fight against children sacrifice. Eye-opening times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Had CF party 09 - the last CF for 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time to attend an Orchestra in KLCC! It's called Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra. I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;FIrst time out with Puan Pushpa and a few friends. xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;FIrst time out with Miss Wong and Charlene. xD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Kajang LYPG is in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;F6 Club - but mainly my class- did paper pegs for Upper 6! Great unity. First time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Farewell to Ian who left for Sunway. First time having durian cake and its awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time attending Ladies' Seminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A dad of my 3 Cf-ers passed away and then after one week, another mum of my ex-schoolmates passed away. Condolences.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; Family trip to Shanghai for 8 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Went to Asia Pacific Youth Alive Conference(AYPAC) with quite a lot of church youths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mum's Organic Shop was officially opened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Inventors from Arnan's church came for Christmas drama presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First time going for Christmas Carolling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Shyju Mathew came to church and the whole church shook. Healings took place and prophecy about our youth was made! We'll persevere on forward to see a greater Godly move in Powerhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Christmas..christmas...christmas!Food, Food, Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;CF planning meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;LOL..got lazy towards the end so its more to point form.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;More or less, this is sort of the conclusion of my 2009 year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Looking back at all these, i just couldn't believe my eyes that this had all happened in one year span.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I realised there were a lot of my first times in that year. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So, lesson made -- &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't say you are old and can't do anything cuz no time, because in one year, you can actually do a lot of things! =P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry if this list bored you in any way. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/5497588087115201689-4867916274043690735?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/4867916274043690735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4867916274043690735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/4867916274043690735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-2009.html' title='My 2009'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8417393006910600547</id><published>2010-01-18T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T13:51:15.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words of wisdom'/><title type='text'>Break free from the web - Don't let computer master you!</title><content type='html'>By: &lt;b&gt;Shyju Mathew &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our world has been redefined to a faster pace than we thought, especially in the last 5 years. Our world has grown additional tongues, ears and eyes; we call it the virtual world. My mother is still trying to wrap her head around that fact that majority of the ministry work is actually done on the computer. And from the way it seems, the virtual world has taken over a generation itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From relationships to direct communications, everything seems to be moulded by this world.&amp;nbsp; Now since there are thousands of benefits available, if we are not careful,&lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;we may end up becoming slaves to the computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and it in turn affecting our overall job performance, relationships and other activities.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few tips to avoid letting your computer being your master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First thing in the morning? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psalm of this generation seems to be,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; “O computer, you are my dear computer; early will I rise and seek you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Avoid switching your computer on, the first thing in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It seems to have a crazy butterfly effect of being able to drag you from one thing into another. Honestly, this has been my toughest challenge.&lt;br /&gt;I recently took an internet addiction test and fared fairly well but I think I can be a little more of focused. &lt;a href="http://www.netaddiction.com/index.php?option=com_bfquiz&amp;amp;view=onepage&amp;amp;catid=46&amp;amp;Itemid=106" onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outbound/article/http://www.netaddiction.com/index.php?option=com_bfquiz&amp;amp;view=onepage&amp;amp;catid=46&amp;amp;Itemid=106');" target="_blank" title="Internet Addiction Check"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; is the site if you would like to test your internet addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Untitled.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-524" height="300" src="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Untitled.jpg" title="Untitled" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Organize your email activities&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When checking your emails once a day keeps you in touch with your work.&amp;nbsp; But for those who have a higher inflow of emails restrict it to twice a day. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;While it is important to reply to your emails in a timely manner, don’t let it overrule your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Most of the time, you would end up going through your inbox more than you need to and thus, lose direction for the day. Make sure you take a holiday from your inbox at least once or twice a week. And, if you get anxious when you don’t get a reply to your email the very same day, then it is definitely time to take a break from the computer itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don’t believe in bothering to maintain your inbox, you might have to be a little more disciplined to become more productive. Let’s face it, emails are today’s best means of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Restrict Web surfing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google, of course, can be a very informative teacher yet if we are not careful we may be getting addicted to the internet and be bogged down by an information overload (Note: Googling does not work well when it comes to learning about God, stick to Bible, taste and see principle). &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Now before you start web surfing, find your mission and stick to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Make a schedule for the amount of time you will spend on your computer and stick to it. Use &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/reader/" onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outbound/article/http://www.google.com/reader/');" target="_blank" title="Google Reader"&gt;Google reader&lt;/a&gt; or plenty of other similar resources to organize blog feeds in a central location. Avoid being on every social networking site you discover. Carefully choose what networks you want to be on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Schedule a timetable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Doubly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; focus yourself to limit your time with your computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Try using a timer if it’s really bad.&lt;/i&gt;(xD). Take a complete vacation from your computer if you feel you are not able to take a break. Have you set internet hours for yourself? Then, Stick to it. Or, you might end up spending more hours before your computer than you intended to do. &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Force yourself to the time that you get comfortable with it.&lt;/b&gt; Give your mind the rest it needs. Make sure you have 7 to 8 hours of sleep atleast; it will help you remain human. Oh and one more thing, don’t forget food! At times I hear my mom say, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;“You don’t survive on computer” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img alt=":(" class="wp-smiley" src="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" /&gt;  (bad, bad!) Put your computer to sleep as soon as it is time for food, you can either way continue it once you are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avoid distractions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are endless numbers of games that are freely available to play online and download which seems to be a great distraction to many youngsters.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; If you are someone who gets easily addicted to games then keep away from clicking on those alluring icons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (even if it is only field farming on Facebook!). You won’t be new to adverts like, &lt;i&gt;Make online buddies, Feeling lonely? Looking for Mr. Right? Dating sites etc.&lt;/i&gt; Now this is where you need to be disciplined and keep your focus right. Have an accountability &lt;a href="http://x3watch.com/x3watch.html" onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outbound/article/http://x3watch.com/x3watch.html');" target="_blank" title="Free Internet Accountability Software"&gt;software&lt;/a&gt; on your computer that will alert your accountability partners if you stray into any questionable sites accidently or intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The real focus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for short, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;have the big picture in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Don’t make your computer, or your mobile phone for that matter, your companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Many people use their computers as a vent or a replacement for friends. Remember to guard your prayer life and Bible reading on all costs. Don’t substitute internet sermons for Church or fellowship. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Don’t forget the real world you live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you break your computer addiction? Any points you can add?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-8417393006910600547?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8417393006910600547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/break-free-from-web-dont-let-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8417393006910600547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8417393006910600547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/break-free-from-web-dont-let-computer.html' title='Break free from the web - Don&apos;t let computer master you!'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-401438283603965853</id><published>2010-01-18T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:15:33.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>United in Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty cool to know that there are others who are still running the race together with you even though they may be in different places and different ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Friends whom i know, and friends whom I do not know, i somehow know how they must be going through and feeling, the struggles they are having because of the same cause, the same goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;It somehow assured me that i'm not alone in this path, and that helps to push me further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We are in this together, friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's pursue forward towards the goal together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;In where ever God has put us in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Though we may be in different places, we are united together as a body of Christ because of our Father in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S1M3ieZFylI/AAAAAAAAATg/I26Y70jpyk4/s1600-h/fingers_by_ayii11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S1M3ieZFylI/AAAAAAAAATg/I26Y70jpyk4/s400/fingers_by_ayii11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Looking forward to another awesome week. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-401438283603965853?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/401438283603965853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/united-in-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/401438283603965853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/401438283603965853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/united-in-him.html' title='United in Him'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S1M3ieZFylI/AAAAAAAAATg/I26Y70jpyk4/s72-c/fingers_by_ayii11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7681208850742214860</id><published>2010-01-17T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:01:35.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Emo songs make you emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"I think listening to emo song makes one emo."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".....hmmm? I thought that's already a universal fact?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...oh yeah....Maybe more detail. I think listening to emo song stirs that small emo seed in you to a great tree of emoness. How's that?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...uh huh....I guess that would qualify for now.. until further discovery."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels really good to listen to something that suits what we are feeling at the moment. When you are happy, you'll tend to choose a happy and jumpy song. So otherwise, if you are feeling sad, disappointed, in longing perhaps, you'll pick some slow-emo songs to listen to and dwell in the lyrics if it suits you...or maybe not. Well, if it doesn't suit, you may place yourself in that lyrics to somehow make yourself be the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, some will want to listen to happy songs during emo moments. Why? DUH...to make themself happy la. It may work to some with tremendous positive result, to another it may work just temporarily -- period of 3 mins aka the length of the songs, just like drugs, or another, it may not work at all and in the end he or she will switch back to emo songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the after-effect of listening to emo songs during the right time is really destructive...to me at least...but agree agree? It makes one feel even worse after the songs, it leaves an empty hole in you, it lets you feel that something precious is grabbed away from you. Not only that, you'll feel self-pity at yourself and cry over it...for being pathetic or any other qualified/reasonable/stupid reasons. Then you'll replay the same emo songs to again get that feelings&amp;nbsp; because maybe you prefer to tend to your crying heart than abandoning it in a lonely room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, i would say one who has been hurt tremendously and their heart is bleeding&lt;i&gt; might&lt;/i&gt; prefer to that quietness. It gives them the time to focus on crying. Crying over what is from their hearts, not the cry that is nudged by songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i am too the fan of listening to such songs during such times.*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh oh...er.....you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure la..saya ni human...go munch on that." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in vain, of course it is just for "fun" because it does not help in any way at all. Run away as i might from the things that are weighing me down, i still have to face it. I still can't let it to wait. It'll just numb my whole heart, weighing even heavier than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess the solution to a broken and bleeding heart is to cry out to Jesus. Many times in the past, i found myself not able to tell God what i am hurting or things concerning of my innerself because, somehow unconsciously, i always feel that God is more interested in other people or thing than me. Of course, its so not true at all. He is interested in me. He is also equally interested in you. He is very equally interested in other people too. But yet, He still see each of us very precious individually, each of us in its own different way of intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to so many hide-and-seek with God, i'll always return back to Him. I feel peace, and comfort when i go to Him besides assurances and His love and understanding upon me. So i'll always be "Why why and oh why eh i didn't go earlier to God la...aiyoooo...cut that hide-and-seek..such a waste of time and effort ni."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,dont hold back things from God. *grins* If im sad about certain matter, tell Him. If im feeling extremely disappointed over something, tell Him. If im angry about something, or someone, tell Him. If i anything, tell Him. Ask Him for help. He is close to a broken heart. And He can heal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this is just some random post about emo songs. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....don't emo-lah with emo songs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go find God! wee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-7681208850742214860?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7681208850742214860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/emo-songs-make-you-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7681208850742214860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7681208850742214860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/emo-songs-make-you-emo.html' title='Emo songs make you emo'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-6040953604240385388</id><published>2010-01-13T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:58:17.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Injustice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've never had the longest week in my life until this week. It was the most tiring week and will always be till i'm over Form 6. The timetable has changed and we are to go back at 3.35pm every Monday to Wednesday for Koko. The worst thing is that, the reason why we are forced to that schedule is just this simple reason -- we are the Guinea Pigs for the future generation. Well, i wouldn't really mind if its for the sake of the future, but the thing is, it's not even close to the future generation. We are just the failing Guinea Pigs for nobody because the future generation will not have to go through the same exam format as us. How 'honored' and 'noble' are we eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Well, i did accept that fact and was just being cool because previously, teacher promised that this will be until May. But when i heard the announcement today, i was really angry when the teacher said that this will go on until we finish STPM. Even during exams, we have to stay back for unnecessary and time-wasting activities. When i asked the teacher in charge about the alternative ways we can make this work to let us make full use of our time wisely, he just gave me some really childish and unreasonable answers. Equivalent to pointing to an adult saying that an elephant is a mouse and forcing that person to accept that ridiculous fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know yet what action should i take towards this. Should i submit to the authority or claim justice over this issue. Because the latter seems really tempting. I can't tolerate with injustice. I'll leave it to God for now and see how it goes and hope God will see us Upper 6 through this impossible year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Intercession tonight was great. It's so nice to be praying together as a church and to just seek Him together and listen to Him. I felt so refreshed after all the craziness in school and home. One thing i was reminded is that God does things differently than the world. His perspective is totally different than what the world perspective is. I sometimes forgot about how passionate is He towards the different ethnic groups. Besides, blessings in disguise! Hardships and persecutions in the end can be a blessing. For example, the Metro Tabernacle Church. It was such an awesome testimony. And i pray that every churches will stand up to what they believe in, not to compromise and lose hope and faith even when persecution comes in a greater frequency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;2 more days to go to weekends. But seeing the condition now, weekends too have to be turned to weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/5497588087115201689-6040953604240385388?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6040953604240385388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/injustice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6040953604240385388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6040953604240385388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/injustice.html' title='Injustice'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-1950478837522379274</id><published>2010-01-06T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:38:55.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>How can you?</title><content type='html'>How can you hope for fishes in the net, if you don't first cast the net into the sea?&lt;br /&gt;How can you receive without first emptying what's in your hand?&lt;br /&gt;How can you expect a great movement without first getting on your knees and pray?&lt;br /&gt;How can you expect the walls to crumble, if you don't first find a way for it - pray?&lt;br /&gt;How can you see the dust in the other person's eyes when you can't even see the plank in your very own eyes?&lt;br /&gt;How can you listen without first hearing?&lt;br /&gt;How can you expect for a good shady tree without first sowing the seed and watering it?&lt;br /&gt;How can you expect people to see your light when you are hiding it?&lt;br /&gt;How can you see the mountain to be moved without first having the faith it will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can you hope for a change, if you don't first be willing to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chains must first be broken in order to set those who are chained free.&lt;br /&gt;Price must be paid in the process.&lt;br /&gt;Our old lifestyles must be changed to what's birthed from the fruit of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live a life of dependence on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can only help if you put your first step forward of dependence upon Him. 1% you move, 99% He'll move. At times, you'll have to move 50%, then another 50% He'll move. It's always a two way connection.&lt;br /&gt;That's why its a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He will come—but when He comes, will He find faith on the earth?” -- Chandler&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-1950478837522379274?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1950478837522379274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-can-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1950478837522379274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1950478837522379274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-can-you.html' title='How can you?'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3317136762112540128</id><published>2010-01-03T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:10:36.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>"Back to School"</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"Back to school...!"&lt;/b&gt; over dinner, my mum said these three disastrous words to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pang of annoying familiarity just simply smacked on me. Even my brother realised how weird that three words sounded. I used to really hate these three words because that means, its time to be serious and study. Maybe i still hate that words afterall. =P I've never really thought that i'm still fit or am still in a SCHOOL somehow, unconsciously until today. School seems like a very yesterday place now. Haha! When those words came to me, suddenly i felt like im back to Standard One, that young me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realised that, these words "Back to School" would be the last one thrown or applied to me in my life time. I will never step into school anymore as a student after this year! This excitement and afraidness for school will be my last old experience i will ever feel. I wonder whether i'll miss it.. or not. Well, maybe i am able to be a teacher next time, but then it won't be the same feeling i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random memory and thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, to all who are still in school and you know you still are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Back to School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i hope u washed your school shoes! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-3317136762112540128?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3317136762112540128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3317136762112540128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3317136762112540128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-school.html' title='&quot;Back to School&quot;'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8256415739988285067</id><published>2010-01-01T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:45:32.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal moments'/><title type='text'>Welcome the year....with?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Yes! I know! :D is a happy smile! *sigh in all feelings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Its a new year!! and i think the number of this year is pretty cool and cute! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;0&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutie cool right? HEHEEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;i know that's lame, but who cares? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;i don't think anyone really reads this blog anyway..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;So, just wanting to make a post in this EXUBERANT day!! :D....kinda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;For this year, i did not welcome the year by going to church for Watchnight or even went to any gatherings with friends to welcome the year or even opening my house or etc ways. At least, i did not in those ways. I just felt this time it was a little different or rather it should or must. I needed peace. I needed concentration beside all of those excitements or electrics or anything like such. I know I would be too tired after going to places to celebrate and will sleep right away when im back. That would be such a WASTE! I want to welcome the year with Jesus alone. Just me and Him. :D Sounds sweet right? LOL Of course except those moments when my phones couldn't stop singing-with-annoying-joy and when i felt bad for not wishing &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; those who sent me right at 12 o'clock! Well, besides of that motive, i felt bad for leaving my parents to celebrate it alone themselves. They'd been busy with their works so didn't plan for anything for this year. Thus, don't blame me for being unfriendly alright? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;God simply brought repentance into my heart yesterday night. I was actually expecting other bigger stuffs.*smile in regret of such*. Well, He did give me an image of an eagle's head more focusing to the eye part. The typical-yellow one. I was not really sure about that image but the explanation that came was that i will see beyond and further what normally people won't see. *innocent eyes..yes?* Am actually wondering whether that was what Shyju Mathew was trying to say to me? Ugh, its really not-cool and so-more-than-not-nice when He wants to speak to me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt; yet my ears or eyes are still not sure. (i really really hope and pray that i am able to be so close to God, so intimate until I can be so sure of God's voice and to go forward to it! Time to soak more in Him!! WEE! Like Pastor Ann! Haha! That would be one of my resolution for this year and the years to come too!) Back to the night, after that moment though, again He brought repentance into my heart and i know it's something really urgent back again.*uh oh* Well, in the end i know He wants me to empty the rubbish thats in me and my head so much more before He can fill me with Him more!*Repentance to welcome the new year? Not a bad one to start one eh?=P* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Awesome joy, i'm a sinner,yet He by His mercy accepts those who are willing to repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5497588087115201689-8256415739988285067?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8256415739988285067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-yearwith.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8256415739988285067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8256415739988285067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-yearwith.html' title='Welcome the year....with?'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-5996269707796890858</id><published>2009-12-31T11:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:31:16.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal moments'/><title type='text'>Come, my dear Pacific Ocean!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'd fallen. I'd bruised. I'd cried. I'd ran. I'd walked. I'd almost given up. I'd feared. I'd been directionless. I'd been in the pits. I'd been ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But I'd also climbed. I'd rose. I'd healed. I'd laughed. I'd been fueled. I'd&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;hoped. I'd been protected. I'd been led. I'd danced. I'd jumped with joy. I'd sung. I'd learnt. I'd been filled. I'd been poured grace and mercy. I'd trusted. and I'd been assured again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Because of Him, I'd lived. And I'm still living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Last night, i was suddenly filled with overwhelmed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'd let Him down, i know, on that day.. but despite of all of that, He still called me to come even closer to Him, gently nudging my heart. I was thinking that 2009 is going to end. And i felt once i've stepped into 2010, I would be forever drowning all the way till next year. It just really felt like I am about to swim across a Pacific Ocean. I was very scared all of a sudden. I was afraid that I will give up. I was afraid that I will be unfaithful. I was afraid that i will choose not to trust and flee away when the frictions begin. I was afraid that I will not be able to stand the waves. I was afraid to let Him down. I was afraid that i will turn away to ignore His outstretching arms to me and will choose to fall back into that horrible familiar place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;But He'd given me these 3 stones for a purpose. I know He'll equip me and I know He have plans for me, plans to prosper me and not to harm me, plans to give me hope and a future [Jer 29:11]. Now God, I want to swim across that Pacific Ocean. I know I will drink a lot of that salty water.And fishes, birds and penguins will be my companions. But i know You'll bring me through it. And You know what i need and that You'll provide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lord is the everlasting God,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the Creator of the ends of the earth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He will not grow tired or weary,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and His understanding no one can fathom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He gives strength to the weary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and increases the power of the weak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even youths grow tired and weary,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and young men stumble and fall;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but those who hope in the Lord&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; will renew their strength.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They will soar on wings like eagles;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; they will run and not grow weary,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Isaiah 40:28-31]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I know many of us faced many many different and difficult things right now. Especially those who are in decisions making, or having finances problem or family problems or etc. Look to God. Cling to Him. Look at Him even though everything is just so vicious around you, and ask for His help and He'll surely help you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I hope and pray that next year will be a year full of God's glory reflecting, shining, in every pieces, every fragments, every particles, every ticks of my time and also your time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ypxv0QPEuLw&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ypxv0QPEuLw&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;God bless you and me in this coming new year!&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/5497588087115201689-5996269707796890858?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5996269707796890858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/come-my-dear-pacific-ocean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5996269707796890858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/5996269707796890858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/come-my-dear-pacific-ocean.html' title='Come, my dear Pacific Ocean!'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3545450881705572024</id><published>2009-12-29T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:15:02.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Inexplicable 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This year is coming to a close soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I wonder whether i should write down in an orderly form what and where i've been to, what achievements i've achieved and so on like what other famous bloggers will usually do. But i thought it'd be quite impossible to collect all of them in a single post. Well perhaps its really possible, maybe i'm just too lazy for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I will truly never forget this year. Its such an inexplicable year. As I reflected back of what had happened in this year, i felt i can describe it as a year full of learnings, joy, tears, forgiveness, fear, trust, friendships, challenges, decisions, disciplines, obedience, desires and visions. Everything is just in the essence of God's goodness and faithfulness to me. I'm so grateful that He disciplines His child. I'm so grateful that I'm able to know Him in my mid teens and not when I'm older! I wouldn't want to miss Him! There're just so many things I'm so grateful about Him. How i hope I can be faithful to Him in my walk like how He has been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I really enjoyed this year in fact. 2008 seemed so distant and so different for me in 2009 or rather now. It seemed like a very far away chapter in my life. And i figure probably 2010 will be different too than 2009? But i wonder how any different would it be anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;When Uncle Robert was praying for the youths at the last Sunday of the year, i just felt Him gently calling each of us to stop walking by ourselves anymore in 2010. He so wants us to walk with Him throughout the year, no matter what happens. Walk in repentance and humility. With love and holiness. He's calling us back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So, don't walk alone anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Place your trust on Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;For my new year resolutions, i hope i'll reach it! But my greatest enemies, you..yes you... Laziness, Hesitation...and of course Shyness, thou shall flee away from me in Jesus name! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Have a great &lt;strike&gt;day&lt;/strike&gt; uhm...sleep!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-3545450881705572024?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3545450881705572024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/inexplicable-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3545450881705572024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3545450881705572024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/inexplicable-2009.html' title='Inexplicable 2009'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-1850170624024641756</id><published>2009-12-27T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T00:31:12.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Children always bring laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Got this from &lt;a href="http://wheresdaniel.com/?p=402" style="color: #444444; margin-bottom: 0px ! important; margin-top: 0px ! important; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;http://wheresdaniel.com/?p=402&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wheresdaniel.com/?p=402" rel="bookmark" style="color: #242424; text-decoration: none;" title="Permanent Link to What is “Butt Dust”?"&gt;What is “Butt Dust”?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entry" style="color: #242424; font-family: helvetica,arial,verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 11px; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;What, you ask, is ‘Butt dust’? Read on and you’ll discover the joy in it! These have to be original and genuine. Adults are not this creative!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;JACK (age 3) was watching his mom breast feed his baby sister. After awhile he asked “Mom why have you got two? Is one for hot and one for cold milk?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;MELANIE-age five asked her granny how old she was, granny replied im so old that I have forgotten exactly. melanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;replied “granny do what I do look in the back of your panties mine says 5-6″&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;STEVEN (age 3) hugged and kissed his Mom good night. ‘I love you so much that when you die I’m going to bury you outside my bedroom window..’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;BRITTANY (age 4) had an ear ache and wanted a pain killer. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;frustration, her Mom explained it was a child-proof cap and she’d have to open it for her. Eyes wide with wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;the little girl asked: ‘How does it know it’s me?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;DJ (age 4) stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: ‘How much do I cost?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;CLINTON (age 5) was in his bedroom looking worried when his Mom asked what was troubling him. He replied, ‘I don’t know what’ll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in it?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;MARC (age 4) was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them, he asked his dad: ‘Why is he whispering in her mouth?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;TAMMY (age 4) was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew. Tammy looked at her for a while and then asked, ‘Why doesn’t your skin fit your face?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;JAMES (age 4) was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: ‘The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt.’ Concerned, James asked: ‘What happened to the flea?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;This particular Sunday sermon…’Dear Lord,’ the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. ‘Without you, we are but dust…’ He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice, ‘Mom, what is butt dust?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555;"&gt;LMAO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;This is one of the cutest thing i've ever seen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;Children are really genuine in heart!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;No wonder Jesus so loves children!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;And this video kept me laughing till now whenever i watch it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #555555; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Akkmwz38M&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Akkmwz38M&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-1850170624024641756?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1850170624024641756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/children-always-bring-laughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1850170624024641756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1850170624024641756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/children-always-bring-laughter.html' title='Children always bring laughter'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-7450188693636641485</id><published>2009-12-25T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:56:51.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday, Jesus Christ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Christmas is today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;CHRIST------mas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was the day when Jesus Christ our Lord and Saviour was born.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;His birth had actually been long anticipated and prophesied by many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Even in the beginning, God said "&lt;i&gt;And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your seed and her seed; He(Jesus Christ) shall bruise you(Satan) on the head(authority), and you shall bruise him on the heel.&lt;/i&gt;"[Genesis 3:15]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Then one of the prophesies, &lt;i&gt;"Therefore the LORD Himself will give you a sign: Behold, a virgin will be with child and bear a son, and she will call His name Immanuel&lt;/i&gt;.[Isaiah 7:14]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly a gift God has given to all of us when He sent His One and only Son down here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask -- &lt;i&gt;"what for laa?? God has nothing to do ar??&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, Adam(Man) and Eve(Woman) had a very very extremely close relationship and dependence on God. But after she sinned by obeying the serpant(Satan) instead of God in eating the fruit from the tree of the knowledge, which led to Adam sinning because he was persuaded to sin, they were separated from God and became independent from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: Oh btw, it's not so much of the fruit(some claim its an apple?well, the Bible didn't state what exact fruit) that makes them fell! *Snow White?haha* But its the disobedience that caused this! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SzTgBXq78sI/AAAAAAAAATY/bgNIEfhpqX0/s1600-h/Jesus_y_un_muchacho_by_Magolobo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SzTgBXq78sI/AAAAAAAAATY/bgNIEfhpqX0/s400/Jesus_y_un_muchacho_by_Magolobo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jesus came down to restore the relationship that was once established in Adam's time -- that close intimate relationship and the dependency. So we can be Adam-ish back again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want religious practices from us. &lt;b&gt;But a relationship with Him! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want sacrifices from us. &lt;b&gt;But more to obedience to Him!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, now its only a few minutes left for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS CHRIST!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and a Merry and Blessed Christ-mas to all of you!!!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;*wide grin*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/5497588087115201689-7450188693636641485?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/7450188693636641485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-jesus-christ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7450188693636641485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/7450188693636641485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-jesus-christ.html' title='Happy birthday, Jesus Christ!'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SzTgBXq78sI/AAAAAAAAATY/bgNIEfhpqX0/s72-c/Jesus_y_un_muchacho_by_Magolobo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3150024693938182112</id><published>2009-12-20T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:50:49.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Vincent's and Kah Hong's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It was &lt;b&gt;Vincent's birthday&lt;/b&gt; last Monday which is the&lt;b&gt; 14th of December.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We had a small gathering to celebrate his birthday and also a small reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Too bad many couldn't make it - many in overseas for vacation, and hometowns, one busy with Christmas presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So there was just the 4 of us, roaming around outside KL sentral and Mid valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It was a memorable meeting nevertheless. We found out many things we didn't know about each other after such times in college. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3N-Ip0RJI/AAAAAAAAARw/q2hvCmLVrtI/s1600-h/IMG_5851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3N-Ip0RJI/AAAAAAAAARw/q2hvCmLVrtI/s400/IMG_5851.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Vincent and Kah Hong - he rarely takes picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3ObGqfauI/AAAAAAAAAR4/DCbU6zV2WLI/s1600-h/IMG_5850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3ObGqfauI/AAAAAAAAAR4/DCbU6zV2WLI/s400/IMG_5850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Jo-lyn - a great funny girl. We only got to know each other more after we left college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3PAgnqPgI/AAAAAAAAASA/xRnW2SANjKA/s1600-h/IMG_5855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3PAgnqPgI/AAAAAAAAASA/xRnW2SANjKA/s320/IMG_5855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We found out Kah Hong's birthday was on Saturday, so 2 in 1 celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3PcLV-OuI/AAAAAAAAASI/4gKsvlU2uu0/s1600-h/IMG_5857.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3PcLV-OuI/AAAAAAAAASI/4gKsvlU2uu0/s320/IMG_5857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3QALFypII/AAAAAAAAASQ/IOol5Mn27nc/s1600-h/IMG_5877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3QALFypII/AAAAAAAAASQ/IOol5Mn27nc/s320/IMG_5877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Her idea on birthday present for KH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3SDkUdqOI/AAAAAAAAASo/EkJgkkvB1wA/s1600-h/IMG_5879d.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3SDkUdqOI/AAAAAAAAASo/EkJgkkvB1wA/s320/IMG_5879d.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3So_WFkII/AAAAAAAAASw/xdDlArfLCb8/s1600-h/IMG_5880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3So_WFkII/AAAAAAAAASw/xdDlArfLCb8/s320/IMG_5880.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3T0rQQe3I/AAAAAAAAATA/XWouJ5CequQ/s1600-h/IMG_5882.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3T0rQQe3I/AAAAAAAAATA/XWouJ5CequQ/s320/IMG_5882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3TRGzAX7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/WQZCEo0Te5Y/s1600-h/IMG_5881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3TRGzAX7I/AAAAAAAAAS4/WQZCEo0Te5Y/s320/IMG_5881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;We bought two from Hush Puppies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3UvpWdnDI/AAAAAAAAATI/6_-iBR3oA_o/s1600-h/IMG_5886.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3UvpWdnDI/AAAAAAAAATI/6_-iBR3oA_o/s400/IMG_5886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Later, we bought Vincent a necklace. I think it looks something like the one Tidus wore. Just a bit different in design. All the same, it was pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3V2C6A56I/AAAAAAAAATQ/FMocJoH6Iho/s1600-h/IMG_5892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3V2C6A56I/AAAAAAAAATQ/FMocJoH6Iho/s400/IMG_5892.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope Jo-lyn wont check this blog. I find this picture pretty cute. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;It was great to catch up with them back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;College has changed a lot after i left, or rather the people in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Still, i miss college a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1261292752746"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1261292752747"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/5497588087115201689-3150024693938182112?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3150024693938182112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/vincents-and-kah-hongs-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3150024693938182112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3150024693938182112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/vincents-and-kah-hongs-birthday.html' title='Vincent&apos;s and Kah Hong&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3N-Ip0RJI/AAAAAAAAARw/q2hvCmLVrtI/s72-c/IMG_5851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-3424293173844012391</id><published>2009-12-20T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:05:28.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conference'/><title type='text'>Asia Pacific Youth Alive Conference 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KDmapdZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vk6io19MH5s/s1600-h/APYAC+header+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KDmapdZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vk6io19MH5s/s400/APYAC+header+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;APYAC 09&lt;/b&gt; was an awesome conference.&lt;br /&gt;It stands for &lt;b&gt;Asia Pacific Youth Alive Conference - Speak to the Nations&lt;/b&gt;. I think this is my first Youth Alive event.&lt;br /&gt;There were 29 nations all over the world - around 1500 people in GTPJ on the &lt;b&gt;10th to 12th December.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 69 of us from KAOG! We never expected that many people to sign up actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty excited before the conference. Many reasons to that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside, i was actually afraid of what i would think of conferences after that. This year i've been to many conferences and camps than the other previous years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared that i would treat the events as just another event when every single of the event is NOT just another event! They're God's events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;i&gt;'hypes'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conference is not about the music alone - how good the singer is, how awesome that person played his guitar, how great is that dance, how nice is the crowd - they were sporting because they jumped etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KivyKF_I/AAAAAAAAARg/2lxEO_D6xF4/s1600-h/14637_203614839388_567464388_3190342_5779506_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KivyKF_I/AAAAAAAAARg/2lxEO_D6xF4/s400/14637_203614839388_567464388_3190342_5779506_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or how bad it is - when that person couldn't "entertain" us well, the speaker is not that funny as he should be thus i fell asleep, that yucky fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;It is not about entertaining ourself, of course you should be having fun, i really had a lot of fun! - but that's not really the point of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this conference i would say is to understand what God's heart &amp;amp; plans is to the nations. To learn more about Him, to equip ourselves so that we can speak to the nations or our own Malaysia, to APPLY whatever we heard there in our daily lives. What matters is the after that.&lt;br /&gt;If not, the conference will not be that truly awesome it can achieve. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KslhNHWI/AAAAAAAAARo/HvlnXPUXdrs/s1600-h/14637_203659069388_567464388_3190587_7258455_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KslhNHWI/AAAAAAAAARo/HvlnXPUXdrs/s400/14637_203659069388_567464388_3190587_7258455_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot from this conference, new things.&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;i&gt; John the Baptist's only brand is Camel!&lt;/i&gt; Haha! =P&lt;br /&gt;Nah..not that.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things i found out is that the mind constantly faces battles more than we realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, confusion and clarity in mind is one of the things that has plagued my mind a lot. I didn't realise this really matter to God, how He is so looking into it until the Holy Spirit guided the pastor to pray a prayer of healing upon me in this that time.&lt;br /&gt;I should've known of course this matter to God. I've always thought that its such an insignificant thing, compared to bigger issues other people face like broken families, being handicapped, getting abused etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;God cares for me much MUCH more than i realised or even registered in my mind!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows everything that i need, anything that i'm concerned with either consciously or unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;He knows me from the tip of my head to the tip of my toe - more than i do! I don't count the number of hairs i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had been speaking this word to me, &lt;i&gt;"I'm here with you." &lt;/i&gt;during that conference and the DUMC service. How assuring it is. He knows that i can't make it alone for whatever that is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KR4rZJzI/AAAAAAAAARY/Pm3vfl3OppA/s1600-h/15761_241469641264_639136264_4727485_6390378_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KR4rZJzI/AAAAAAAAARY/Pm3vfl3OppA/s400/15761_241469641264_639136264_4727485_6390378_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/5497588087115201689-3424293173844012391?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3424293173844012391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/asia-pacific-youth-alive-conference-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3424293173844012391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/3424293173844012391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/asia-pacific-youth-alive-conference-09.html' title='Asia Pacific Youth Alive Conference 09'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sy3KDmapdZI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vk6io19MH5s/s72-c/APYAC+header+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-1193934609572456448</id><published>2009-12-18T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:29:28.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Shanghai Part Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY SEVEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;By this time, i was starting to think that i’m going to miss China so much and also the company we had, plus the awesome tour leader! It was strange. I thought i was going to hate the cold until i couldn’t enjoy the trip, but it turned out the joy at the trip overcame the coldness i had to face. In fact, at this day, i even enjoyed the cool air in Shanghai - it was something like in Genting, and knew that i’m going to miss the cool, dry air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We started off with &lt;b&gt;Chenghuangmiao&lt;/b&gt; after breakfast. It is a Commercial Center where we can try out the local food, enjoy the free shopping and also to touch the life in Qingming shanghe tu. A beautiful place except i couldn’t get to enjoy the buildings and to search for insects as much as i want as i was busy checking the quality of the iPhone. At last, i bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysrh_4h0nI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Q3m2yalwsOY/s1600-h/IMG_5431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysrh_4h0nI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Q3m2yalwsOY/s400/IMG_5431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We took a group photo here too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;After that, our next awaited destination is to the &lt;b&gt;6 star Seafood Buffet &lt;/b&gt;at the &lt;b&gt;Golden Jaguar Restaurant!&lt;/b&gt; It was truly an awesome and THE awesomest buffet i’ve ever been to. I don’t know whether the Jogoya can be compared to that but the ticket to get in definitely lose to the one in Shanghai! It cost i think rm 250/300 per head! I was worried that i couldn’t eat as much as i want because my stomach was still full of food! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysrX1CfBSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/585j0ldAQ6w/s1600-h/IMG_5434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysrX1CfBSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/585j0ldAQ6w/s400/IMG_5434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I’ll just post up some of the food i took! I took a little of this , a little of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Above are oysters and another type of “oysters”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Below are scallops, tuna fish and salmon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysqrGj1VZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PKogFo5PzCs/s1600-h/IMG_5435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysqrGj1VZI/AAAAAAAAAPc/PKogFo5PzCs/s400/IMG_5435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysqh1AKS_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/7H4mwYYdy5c/s1600-h/IMG_5437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysqh1AKS_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/7H4mwYYdy5c/s400/IMG_5437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysqYcg6mZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gb-Fg82bJD0/s1600-h/IMG_5438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysqYcg6mZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gb-Fg82bJD0/s400/IMG_5438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I forgot the name of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysqRO1TmUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fvjTQf57YCk/s1600/IMG_5441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysqRO1TmUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fvjTQf57YCk/s400/IMG_5441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Cakes! cakes! cakes! yummmmmy! these were just some of the cakes served there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, i’m lazy to upload all but i had 13 plates of food on that day including - different kinds of pizzas, bird’s nest, fried stuffs, cocktails, more cakes, fruits, pie, Haagen Daz mango ice creaaam, some seafood stuff, some fin soup etc. I didn’t even cover half of the place due to limited time - one and a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysp9n125pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1iXj6THwuZQ/s1600-h/IMG_5454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysp9n125pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1iXj6THwuZQ/s400/IMG_5454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Came out a few inches fatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyspY9VWWlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/85ot4SlbJ7g/s1600-h/IMG_5457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyspY9VWWlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/85ot4SlbJ7g/s400/IMG_5457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;My China tour guide. Has a great gift of gab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;After that we headed to&lt;b&gt; Longhua Market&lt;/b&gt; i think. For shopping! All of the places i went had very little stuffs to buy for souvenirs though. I just bought a Kipling bag and some bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyspSFAOxiI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2HmJoxglI-w/s1600-h/IMG_5459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyspSFAOxiI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2HmJoxglI-w/s400/IMG_5459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Then off to makan. The night here falls at 5pm. Its earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This was our last dinner in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyspAsiqn-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/aG0i0vLlBuM/s1600-h/IMG_5460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyspAsiqn-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/aG0i0vLlBuM/s400/IMG_5460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Still full of buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysoimTnOrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6psvvaMXzV4/s1600-h/IMG_5463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysoimTnOrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6psvvaMXzV4/s400/IMG_5463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The people who sat at the same table with us in every lunch and dinner. This aunty and uncle are very warm people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysoVOdjYbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7RYJTywLLe4/s1600-h/IMG_5464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysoVOdjYbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/7RYJTywLLe4/s400/IMG_5464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This plump aunty is a very funny person. Talkative also. The one beside is her faithful husband. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysnUzNzoaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gRCdRMCARrw/s1600-h/IMG_5529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysnUzNzoaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gRCdRMCARrw/s400/IMG_5529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This is their daughter. Real talkative also. She is from Connaught school, name Sheralyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysnNJTUvBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zwXqRXkfPU4/s1600-h/IMG_5466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysnNJTUvBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zwXqRXkfPU4/s400/IMG_5466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The “Lost” uncle again. He loved Shanghai a lot. This was his second time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysnFxctTBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/j0-CHY_QZEU/s1600-h/IMG_5469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysnFxctTBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/j0-CHY_QZEU/s400/IMG_5469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The husband and wife on the left are funny people too. The husband is called the Mafia by us. In this picture, he doesn’t look like one though. Haha. Anyway, he sells fried chicken in pasar near Sg. Long sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysm9X5Kb6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/O4Y9b-zX17Y/s1600-h/IMG_5470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysm9X5Kb6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/O4Y9b-zX17Y/s400/IMG_5470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The uncle who waved was the funniest uncle in the trip. He is called “Yang Chung Mian” - a type of mee. Haha. Cracked jokes all the time! He sells ice kacang in pasar malam too - one of the place is in Sg. Long! Why can’t they go to Balakong pasar malam. I’ll be able to meet them then. The pretty lady beside is his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysmYhT6uFI/AAAAAAAAANs/PnkClIV9JmM/s1600-h/IMG_5471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysmYhT6uFI/AAAAAAAAANs/PnkClIV9JmM/s400/IMG_5471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This is one whole family. The uncle - funny person, speak real fluent Chinese! The mum, i disliked her the first time i see her, called her “Arrogant” the time i see her..haha! But ended up, she is quite a pretty good lady. Can’t judge a book by its cover huh? =P The two kids are fraternal twins. Funny boy, his laughter can make the whole group laughed till we got stomachache! You can see the trace of laughter in this picture too. The girl is just nice, shy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysZ9MfpvGI/AAAAAAAAANk/xthU27BXCZ4/s1600/IMG_5472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416451515959852130" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysZ9MfpvGI/AAAAAAAAANk/xthU27BXCZ4/s400/IMG_5472.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The middle two couple are from Evangelical Free Church if im not mistaken. The lady is a sweet lady. Sat with me together in shows and during feet massage. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysZxyYrQhI/AAAAAAAAANc/1BslVqFhVH4/s1600-h/IMG_5473.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416451319972708882" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysZxyYrQhI/AAAAAAAAANc/1BslVqFhVH4/s400/IMG_5473.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;One family except the guy on the left. The kid is a very cute kid! I think the dad is some kind of professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysZeSCjiaI/AAAAAAAAANM/9ncWRaRT7rc/s1600-h/IMG_5474.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416450984872479138" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysZeSCjiaI/AAAAAAAAANM/9ncWRaRT7rc/s400/IMG_5474.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are the kids of the father on the left at the picture before this. Funny family together with the grandmother. Didn’t really take a good picture of them together. I thought the mum was 25 years old, but she tole me she was 35! Look young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysYetk5exI/AAAAAAAAANE/VwAn9Kbiduw/s1600-h/IMG_5480.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416449892752653074" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysYetk5exI/AAAAAAAAANE/VwAn9Kbiduw/s400/IMG_5480.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This boy birthday was on that day. The man in pink was my tour leader. Awesome, responsible leader, though he was a bit “lo so”, but it was all for our benefits! Go book him if you want to tour around Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysYRKAdH5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/I04Qh-D3bx0/s1600-h/IMG_5487.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416449659866259346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysYRKAdH5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/I04Qh-D3bx0/s400/IMG_5487.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The little Tour Guide. He is funny too. Look at his expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Our group consisted of 30 awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to watch &lt;b&gt;8 motorcycles revolved in a sphere show.&lt;/b&gt; Don’t know whats that called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysYE1HJC-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/KKzR_P_Qqlw/s1600-h/IMG_5494.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416449448098728930" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysYE1HJC-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/KKzR_P_Qqlw/s400/IMG_5494.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;China tour guide. She reminded me of the actress in “My Girl”. She’s from Hangzhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We couldn’t take picture inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysX41lM1pI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8ELUPApyMPc/s1600-h/IMG_5503.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416449242066376338" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysX41lM1pI/AAAAAAAAAMs/8ELUPApyMPc/s400/IMG_5503.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We watched the number 1661th show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysXsS0R_vI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YzWfpxQ7yI8/s1600-h/IMG_5507.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416449026575957746" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysXsS0R_vI/AAAAAAAAAMk/YzWfpxQ7yI8/s400/IMG_5507.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysXhXDWkMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WcYaisKA4q8/s1600-h/IMG_5516.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416448838734352578" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysXhXDWkMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/WcYaisKA4q8/s400/IMG_5516.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Then at night, after putting stuffs in hotel, we went to walk around at 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I urged my brother to cut his hair as a memory. So he did! Hehe. It cost only rm9 and that includes cutting and washing hair by professionals! Never compromise in what they did, the China people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysWOjr8fKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/FtY_AoqCb8E/s1600-h/IMG_5520.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416447416196693154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysWOjr8fKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/FtY_AoqCb8E/s400/IMG_5520.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY EIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The last day. I was going to miss this place. In the morning, we went to &lt;b&gt;Tian Lu City &lt;/b&gt;to hear about some fengshui stuffs. Most of the time we were chatting about the phones we bought in China with the tour leader and tour group. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysV4qAamGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/zD4Y436nsq8/s1600-h/IMG_5522.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416447039936043106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysV4qAamGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/zD4Y436nsq8/s400/IMG_5522.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we went to some leg bathing. I think its after this or yesterday. Its called &lt;b&gt;Bao Shu Tang. &lt;/b&gt;I was not allowed to be massaged as the ideal age is 21! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysVhDC8oWI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ymxz-OF0xZ8/s1600-h/IMG_5537.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416446634340688226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysVhDC8oWI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ymxz-OF0xZ8/s400/IMG_5537.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we proceed to &lt;b&gt;Oriental Pearl Tower&lt;/b&gt; which is the highest in Asia, third in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTvsvWEiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0mQcMRgu1p8/s1600-h/IMG_5543.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416444687027671586" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTvsvWEiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0mQcMRgu1p8/s400/IMG_5543.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTmzOGkYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/as6sWMI48So/s1600-h/IMG_5569.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416444534148469122" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTmzOGkYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/as6sWMI48So/s400/IMG_5569.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;At the lift of the tower. Look at the numbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a buffet at the &lt;b&gt;Revolving Restaurant&lt;/b&gt; at the peak of the tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTXiStevI/AAAAAAAAALs/TLlX8jpBvek/s1600-h/IMG_5572.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416444271906355954" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTXiStevI/AAAAAAAAALs/TLlX8jpBvek/s400/IMG_5572.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, i found the substitute of fried crickets - that is snail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I ate snails! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTOOwVtaI/AAAAAAAAALk/X8FeEH2Ubu8/s1600-h/IMG_5588.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416444112043095458" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTOOwVtaI/AAAAAAAAALk/X8FeEH2Ubu8/s400/IMG_5588.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;It felt disgusting when i know they are snails, but it tasted just okay. Like lala except its less firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTE6bzc2I/AAAAAAAAALc/hQ46it0iFq0/s1600-h/IMG_5601.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416443951969432418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysTE6bzc2I/AAAAAAAAALc/hQ46it0iFq0/s400/IMG_5601.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;This felt really scary for those who are afraid of height! I did not really dare to step on it much more to look down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysSTV5RRRI/AAAAAAAAALU/lBQfxHsH0EA/s1600-h/IMG_5623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416443100347319570" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysSTV5RRRI/AAAAAAAAALU/lBQfxHsH0EA/s400/IMG_5623.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we proceeded to&lt;b&gt; Old Shanghai Wax Museum.&lt;/b&gt; Was actually rushing but took quite a lot of pictures there nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;All of them looked really real! Reminded me of ‘The House Of Wax’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysRnsnQ8UI/AAAAAAAAALE/kDpE2MwKt3Y/s1600-h/IMG_5671.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416442350531572034" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysRnsnQ8UI/AAAAAAAAALE/kDpE2MwKt3Y/s400/IMG_5671.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The weed suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysRMX3oJGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fI7Su7LYDTg/s1600-h/IMG_5635.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416441881106588770" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysRMX3oJGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/fI7Su7LYDTg/s400/IMG_5635.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysQ2bjVnzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/afBuQIHBosU/s1600-h/IMG_5695.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416441504138108722" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysQ2bjVnzI/AAAAAAAAAKs/afBuQIHBosU/s400/IMG_5695.JPG" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The desperate one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysQXuuSBdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Lzf-bHlNmFA/s1600-h/IMG_5688.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416440976708339154" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysQXuuSBdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Lzf-bHlNmFA/s400/IMG_5688.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I find all of the wax figure pretty eerie actually. Yet they are so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysQF4yqWcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DYKBT6Kfc4Q/s1600-h/IMG_5716.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416440670173419970" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysQF4yqWcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/DYKBT6Kfc4Q/s400/IMG_5716.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;The olden days restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;After that, we were to proceed to sit the&lt;b&gt; “Maglev train”&lt;/b&gt; towards the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysPxBPF3OI/AAAAAAAAAKU/D3BKHIx-ZkI/s1600-h/IMG_5758.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416440311662894306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysPxBPF3OI/AAAAAAAAAKU/D3BKHIx-ZkI/s400/IMG_5758.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;After the speech the tour leader gave, everyone just felt so sad to leave. Blame him for saying all those things that made some of us felt touched and almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, the train is a bullet train - the fastest train in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysPhEV9jzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jRww_Q0-CKo/s1600-h/IMG_5781.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416440037619109682" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysPhEV9jzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jRww_Q0-CKo/s400/IMG_5781.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at the speed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysPErHjf4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/fxajwjbPYiI/s1600-h/IMG_5802.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416439549811457922" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysPErHjf4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/fxajwjbPYiI/s400/IMG_5802.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived in 7 mins eventhough by normal it will take i think around 30 mins to reach the airport. The feeling of a fast moving train was awesome. Now i can’t sit patiently in ktm anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Shanghai is a wonderful place and i would never forget it and also the company. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysO1j-JGZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mVG9sY-1rlc/s1600-h/IMG_5818.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416439290194893202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysO1j-JGZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mVG9sY-1rlc/s400/IMG_5818.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5497588087115201689-1193934609572456448?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1193934609572456448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1193934609572456448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1193934609572456448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Shanghai Part Four'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Sysrh_4h0nI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Q3m2yalwsOY/s72-c/IMG_5431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-6986757727251722054</id><published>2009-12-18T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:48:57.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Shanghai Part Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY FIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After breakfast, we went to the &lt;b&gt;Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge&lt;/b&gt;, which is a double-level bridge with a highway above and the railway track below. It is the first bridge completely designed and built by Chinese people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysMzrtq-8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-DN0vH91TlU/s1600-h/IMG_5304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysMzrtq-8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-DN0vH91TlU/s400/IMG_5304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416437058890300354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The history of this bridge truly touched my heart. At first, back in history, the Chinese people requested for the Western to help build the bridge because China did not have any experts for it. But the Western declined to help. China being desperate for this bridge then built the bridge all by themselves! It took a lot of sacrifice from the people here and at that time, they were all very poor. 5000 people built the bridge, hundreds were dead and many were handicapped. This bridge was the bridge that showed the world that China is capable. When it was done, the Western couldn’t believe their eyes and it took them 2 months before they were forced to admit, this bridge was strong! Amazing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, money is needed to repair the bridge because of old age in the last few years. So there is this man who generously donated and still donating his artwork on glass-painting to support the fund. He did all his artwork at the bridge. We were very lucky to see him that day as he only come here once a month or two months!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysMYYwbxPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/K2bzq8JRoDg/s1600-h/IMG_5313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysMYYwbxPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/K2bzq8JRoDg/s400/IMG_5313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416436589945144562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, we went to the &lt;b&gt;Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall.&lt;/b&gt; Before that, a brief history, Nanjing was a place where the Japanese attacked the most and the worst. Just in this small town, about 250000 to 350000 people were killed in just days. It was cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysMBqvhL0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/G-T_P6XgtIw/s1600-h/IMG_5323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysMBqvhL0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/G-T_P6XgtIw/s400/IMG_5323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416436199636152130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not allowed to take any pictures inside as a respect to the lost souls. Inside, on the open land, you can see 300000 stones. One stone representing one soul. In the memorial hall, there were many skeletons laid everywhere with different shapes and sizes, some are not even complete - maybe they were handicapped. There are explanations as to how the person died. You can see some skulls with holes, bone legs with holes here and there. The way the Japanese killed them was very inhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysLegK2GJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MGdsjNV5ut4/s1600-h/IMG_5325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysLegK2GJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/MGdsjNV5ut4/s400/IMG_5325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416435595502557330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The white statue in front bore the word “PEACE”. This is at the back of the memorial hall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later on, we went to the &lt;b&gt;Jade-carving&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Crystal Manufacture &amp;amp; Exhibition Center. &lt;/b&gt;It’s a place where they sell jade in conclusion. Mum bought one purple jade. That means she’s old already. Had our lunch there, and i forgot to take the picture of it. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next, we went to &lt;b&gt;Wu xi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We got a pretty cool Wu xi tour guide here. He was about to stop becoming a tour guide to become a government worker. Pretty experience person and funny too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He took us to &lt;b&gt;Ling Shan Grand Buddha.&lt;/b&gt; It was the world’s largest standing Buddha statue. Fortunately we did not need to walk all the way in to the place as their own mini version taxi were provided.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysLS9kn5MI/AAAAAAAAAJU/nV31hc-bwwU/s1600-h/IMG_5338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysLS9kn5MI/AAAAAAAAAJU/nV31hc-bwwU/s400/IMG_5338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416435397236876482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysLH4cjfHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8B6ND-gAnE8/s1600-h/IMG_5348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysLH4cjfHI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8B6ND-gAnE8/s400/IMG_5348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416435206882294898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysK-uEXO9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/3UJunmNhdiQ/s1600-h/IMG_5352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysK-uEXO9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/3UJunmNhdiQ/s400/IMG_5352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416435049477651410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bro with his funny pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKpa-WFTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/i7LXnkDGEJA/s1600-h/IMG_5364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKpa-WFTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/i7LXnkDGEJA/s400/IMG_5364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416434683574883634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we went to the &lt;b&gt;Ling Shan Brahma Palace&lt;/b&gt; by tourist car, known as Oriental Louvre.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKa-CLk7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/jETanrvr4sE/s1600-h/IMG_5368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKa-CLk7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/jETanrvr4sE/s400/IMG_5368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416434435288175538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ways to make the place clean! Cloth put on boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKN0Nd5yI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Y8bufUufcTI/s1600-h/IMG_5375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKN0Nd5yI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Y8bufUufcTI/s400/IMG_5375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416434209312859938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off to dinner after that, we were again the last to leave the place. When reach restaurant, found out the people there mistaken the dates so there were no food for us. Thus, they gave us VIP rooms and served us better food than the one they planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKBx7H3JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p5fhdBSdKqM/s1600-h/IMG_5386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysKBx7H3JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/p5fhdBSdKqM/s400/IMG_5386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416434002540616850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY SIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to &lt;b&gt;Lihu Park.&lt;/b&gt; Lihu Lake, a bay of Taihu lake, has something to do with the legend of Fanli and Xishi who is one of the four beauties in ancient China. That time, the temperature hit -1 degree. Very cold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJvezAZjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rd99GF_bYPQ/s1600-h/IMG_5399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJvezAZjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rd99GF_bYPQ/s400/IMG_5399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416433688168654386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were then transferred to &lt;b&gt;Taihu Pearl Factory.&lt;/b&gt; Pearls are good, especially for your face. x) Then we went to &lt;b&gt;Zisha Museum. &lt;/b&gt;Teapot and teacups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJdOtP_TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TUvn1xw11kg/s1600-h/IMG_5407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJdOtP_TI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TUvn1xw11kg/s400/IMG_5407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416433374611897650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By this day, everyone got so close together. Miss them a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJUKbHr0I/AAAAAAAAAIM/fobyZ0ZzJRU/s1600-h/IMG_5408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJUKbHr0I/AAAAAAAAAIM/fobyZ0ZzJRU/s400/IMG_5408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416433218843291458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This uncle sat beside of me at the most back of the bus. He reminded me of my late grandfather. And also the old man character in the “Lost” drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJJy5VkRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1-q3oOrttXU/s1600-h/IMG_5410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysJJy5VkRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1-q3oOrttXU/s400/IMG_5410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416433040728887570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After lunch, we were off to our last place, &lt;b&gt;Shanghai!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another around 3 hours ride, we reached the metropolitan and were greeted with traffic jam. There are always traffic jams in Shanghai and you’ll always get stuck in it for a very long time! I wonder how the people live here and still want to live here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the many skyscrapers. Shanghai is indeed the Asia New York! Everywhere are tall buildings…everywhere! Go google search for an image of it if you don’t believe me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysI_NA-JEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y6Ts_4Mft_8/s1600-h/IMG_5411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysI_NA-JEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y6Ts_4Mft_8/s400/IMG_5411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416432858761667650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many of the buildings here too are designed according to Feng Shui.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When night fell, we went to &lt;b&gt;Nanjing Road &lt;/b&gt;known as “First Street in China”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysI2AUhHLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PMeW-Ux7Z1E/s1600-h/IMG_5414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysI2AUhHLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PMeW-Ux7Z1E/s400/IMG_5414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416432700735167666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought a funny looking “hat”. Bought it for fun and for parties next time. Salute mum for her awesome skill in cutting price. I can never fully acquire that skill from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysIas-uFII/AAAAAAAAAHs/am1QI6xiDIQ/s1600-h/IMG_5417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysIas-uFII/AAAAAAAAAHs/am1QI6xiDIQ/s400/IMG_5417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416432231687001218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found some girls on the street squealed at my hat, so i guessed they had seen it somewhere on their Korean idols or Japs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysIIF-6SGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vhWrJwmpT0c/s1600-h/IMG_5418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysIIF-6SGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vhWrJwmpT0c/s400/IMG_5418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416431911981172834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later, we had an awesome steamboat in a Korean restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysH3uP1h8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mJ2tHsvIBFs/s1600-h/IMG_5421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysH3uP1h8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mJ2tHsvIBFs/s400/IMG_5421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416431630731806658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My stomach was so bloated after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysHsi879cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bglrKTEqFsg/s1600-h/IMG_5426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysHsi879cI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bglrKTEqFsg/s400/IMG_5426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416431438721185218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-6986757727251722054?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6986757727251722054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/shanghai-part-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6986757727251722054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/6986757727251722054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/shanghai-part-three.html' title='Shanghai Part Three'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysMzrtq-8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-DN0vH91TlU/s72-c/IMG_5304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-2397604685750569321</id><published>2009-12-18T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:48:45.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Shanghai Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After breakfast, we went to one of the largest commercial cities in the world that is &lt;b&gt;Yiwu International Trade City.&lt;/b&gt; Pretty cold inside as the heater was not warm up yet. Mum bought a lot of things for her shop. I bought a weighing scale and got the shock out of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysFcSOg9mI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KryLhLdx7AY/s1600-h/IMG_5122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysFcSOg9mI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KryLhLdx7AY/s400/IMG_5122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416428960330348130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were transferred to&lt;b&gt; Dong Yang&lt;/b&gt; for its &lt;b&gt;Woodcarving Museum.&lt;/b&gt; Quote the itinerary, the mejestic and solemn architecture is famous for its selected materials and exquisite workmanship such as woodcarving, stone-carving and brick-carving. The Construction woods of the museum from beam to tracery are all masterpiece of woodcarving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysFM4ZVOkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UlxlKrNzICg/s1600-h/IMG_5125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysFM4ZVOkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UlxlKrNzICg/s400/IMG_5125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416428695698356802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how they had carved this! So fine and detailed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysE-PFs5qI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j-aGAztGArU/s1600-h/IMG_5131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysE-PFs5qI/AAAAAAAAAG8/j-aGAztGArU/s400/IMG_5131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416428444091999906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don’t know why i’m attracted to this piece of wood. But i find it pretty meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysEtWjNykI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hBmHhew7fes/s1600-h/IMG_5140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysEtWjNykI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hBmHhew7fes/s400/IMG_5140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416428154037062210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that no young generation pursue on this career anymore - to be a woodcarver. Thus, this piece of museum is very precious to China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysEiBscneI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_hx8hIG4ADo/s1600-h/IMG_5148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysEiBscneI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_hx8hIG4ADo/s400/IMG_5148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416427959460077026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;LUNCH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After lunch, we went to&lt;b&gt; Suzhou&lt;/b&gt; via the &lt;b&gt;Hangzhou Bay Bridge.&lt;/b&gt; This bridge is the longest trans-oceanic bridge in the world. If im not mistaken, it was 36 km long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysEBAXaxXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AGtzkQ8bUoM/s1600-h/IMG_5157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysEBAXaxXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AGtzkQ8bUoM/s400/IMG_5157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416427392167757170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysDlPEvw4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/NbhnyB2A0p0/s1600-h/IMG_5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysDlPEvw4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/NbhnyB2A0p0/s400/IMG_5160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416426915079635842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were going to this place. Not sure of the name. It felt really great to walk at that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysDUXfx2_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/DBudKWRob7A/s1600-h/IMG_5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysDUXfx2_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/DBudKWRob7A/s400/IMG_5160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416426625282726898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysDEWPIkFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UkpsSJYFuRk/s1600-h/IMG_5162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysDEWPIkFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UkpsSJYFuRk/s400/IMG_5162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416426350066569298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysC4w34cOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3TCqS7Uo2AY/s1600-h/IMG_5171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysC4w34cOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3TCqS7Uo2AY/s400/IMG_5171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416426151058370786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man sold some delicious stuffs. Don’t know what it was called but it’s something like beef in a wantan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCsFkyuZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ti0jeHBSDT8/s1600-h/IMG_5172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCsFkyuZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ti0jeHBSDT8/s400/IMG_5172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416425933277149586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, dinner time in a marvelous restaurant again. By that time, my weight was doubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCeZ6g0TI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xq3Pam4gPj0/s1600-h/IMG_5177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCeZ6g0TI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xq3Pam4gPj0/s400/IMG_5177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416425698218791218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then went to see the &lt;b&gt;world largest LCD screen&lt;/b&gt; (500m in length and 32m in width) which replaced the one in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCOQ8CtcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/t1d3I_2EZiI/s1600-h/IMG_5193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCOQ8CtcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/t1d3I_2EZiI/s400/IMG_5193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416425420931380674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to&lt;b&gt; Jinji Lake&lt;/b&gt; (Golden Chicken Lake) and &lt;b&gt;Ligong Causeway&lt;/b&gt; to have a night-view. Then to the &lt;b&gt;Bird Nest&lt;/b&gt;, which was the twin brother of the Bird’s Nest in Beijing, which were created by the same designer except this one came first. It was said that this Bird’s Nest was nicer than the one in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCDsfi5FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/USkL18n4JhM/s1600-h/IMG_5220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysCDsfi5FI/AAAAAAAAAFk/USkL18n4JhM/s400/IMG_5220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416425239349486674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The colour changes everytime. Magnificent building.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We watched a short show in the Nest that talked about the life in Suzhou. What i remember from the tour guide was that they call pretty lady “Aiyoyo” while ugly lady “Aiyaya”! It seem Suzhou ladies were very pretty, and the language they spoke was the nicest dialect in China.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysB2qP76QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Bk144Ist0Y8/s1600-h/IMG_5233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysB2qP76QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Bk144Ist0Y8/s400/IMG_5233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416425015408847106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY FOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After breakfast, we toured to the &lt;b&gt;Hangshan Temple.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBknIk-nI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7Q3_B3xkLAA/s1600-h/IMG_5243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBknIk-nI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7Q3_B3xkLAA/s400/IMG_5243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416424705335032434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had the special crab for lunch - &lt;b&gt;Yangcheng Lake Hairy Crab.&lt;/b&gt; One for about rm50 if im not mistaken! This crab is strong enough to climb over a tall wall. My makan team table was the last one to savour it. This is the longest time i took to savour half a crab! Usually was 10 mins then done with one crab, but this i took more than 30 mins for just half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBYLH2NXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/W4GEnTZTHxE/s1600-h/IMG_5248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBYLH2NXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/W4GEnTZTHxE/s400/IMG_5248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416424491657344370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBMuPAeEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DXLQcbVX3pI/s1600-h/IMG_5258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBMuPAeEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DXLQcbVX3pI/s400/IMG_5258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416424294924187714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone was concentrating - not allowing any meat left in the crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBCEqUw5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/r-Te81sN0aU/s1600-h/IMG_5257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysBCEqUw5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/r-Te81sN0aU/s400/IMG_5257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416424111965782930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Food left abandoned. Haha! Actually, we were too full after our breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then to the &lt;b&gt;Garden of Couple’s Retreat&lt;/b&gt; with the title of “Oriental Romantic Place” which faces the moat. We saw the difference between the guest rooms for a man and for a lady. Different. The guys got to use better rooms than the girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysA2sm2JAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UoPcFjxsre0/s1600-h/IMG_5265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysA2sm2JAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UoPcFjxsre0/s400/IMG_5265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423916530181122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We cruised at the &lt;b&gt;Grand Canal&lt;/b&gt; near the place where in the olden days, the couple who lived here always get to be romantic at the river. The person who towed the boat sang for us. Nice voice they have! It seemed that they were just too old to get famous now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysApE177WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wAFBzghbaRo/s1600-h/IMG_5272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysApE177WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wAFBzghbaRo/s400/IMG_5272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423682517757282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our singer of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysAgGkv1lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K4NjhGbsCWM/s1600-h/IMG_5274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysAgGkv1lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K4NjhGbsCWM/s400/IMG_5274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423528363710034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that sweet cruise, we were off to the &lt;b&gt;Silk Factory!&lt;/b&gt; Suzhou is the best place to buy silk. I bought a silk scarf. Then brother called me to his little adventure. We walked away to enjoy the way the residents’ lives while everyone were buying silks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that we went shopping! I think this street is called &lt;b&gt;Guan Qian Street. &lt;/b&gt;Everyone especially the women were just lighted up a few degrees in an instance. I couldn’t find any insects to be eaten here though. After the shopping, i concluded, the universal place for couples to date was Mac Donald’s! Even in China, i could see many people were dating, holding hands, feeding each other, chatting in the restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysAQYJWLnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/02BBbLDx0fE/s1600-h/IMG_5282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysAQYJWLnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/02BBbLDx0fE/s400/IMG_5282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423258202713714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we proceed to &lt;b&gt;Nanjing. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a few hours ride, we went to visit &lt;b&gt;Ming City Wall &lt;/b&gt;which is the well-preserved largest wall not only in China but in the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysAFlKKeuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/yVj-QEn8EZg/s1600-h/IMG_5294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysAFlKKeuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/yVj-QEn8EZg/s400/IMG_5294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416423072717241058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cant’t really see the wall. It’s just right beside of the England restaurant we dined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr_8GW27rI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BLQrn0bGIgY/s1600-h/IMG_5293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr_8GW27rI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BLQrn0bGIgY/s400/IMG_5293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416422909830164146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off to shopping again at &lt;b&gt;Confucius Street. &lt;/b&gt;Huge place to shop, but still no insect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr_wwVwmTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/W3qvIfc2s88/s1600-h/IMG_5295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr_wwVwmTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/W3qvIfc2s88/s400/IMG_5295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416422714941413682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5497588087115201689-2397604685750569321?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2397604685750569321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/shanghai-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2397604685750569321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/2397604685750569321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/shanghai-part-two.html' title='Shanghai Part Two'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SysFcSOg9mI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KryLhLdx7AY/s72-c/IMG_5122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-1101560444569366657</id><published>2009-12-18T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:48:29.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Shanghai Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My family and i went to Shanghai and the areas around on the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1st till 8th of December 2009&lt;/span&gt;. We didn’t want to go at first because of the h1n1 attacks that were getting more fierce especially in this winter times and also because mum’s shop was about to have its first grand opening. For me, i disliked the intense cold that i would face there as i heard some people said its already snowing in Shanghai at that time. I was usually not like that, i love the cold! Especially the snow. Well, in the end, we went anyway because refunding was impossible. And i’m glad it was. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;We took the airport taxi at 5.30am. It was a sweet feeling, sitting in that taxi, knowing i would fly in hours time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;Later we found out that the flight was delayed due to bad weather in Shanghai. So our flight departed at around 11am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syrysfa9GCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DU74qi0kuJ0/s1600-h/IMG_4673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syrysfa9GCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DU74qi0kuJ0/s400/IMG_4673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416408348029163554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we reached after a 5 and a half hours flight, everyone in the group trip was awkward towards each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were transferred by our tour bus to &lt;b&gt;Hangzhou.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we had our first dinner in a pretty classy restaurant. We couldn’t go to the other places planned for today as we were late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyrzCP4YCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fqXwxJXESGc/s1600-h/IMG_4685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyrzCP4YCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fqXwxJXESGc/s400/IMG_4685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416408721814718722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, we went to visit the &lt;b&gt;West Lake Xin Tian Di&lt;/b&gt; which is located in the Southern Line of New West which also houses world famous bars, clubs, restaurants, shops and entertainment places. Its the best and luxurious place for couples to go dating. You can see couples hugging and kissing around this place, though, i just saw one that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyrzXS4fiHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/u3fFlq8UDtc/s1600-h/IMG_4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyrzXS4fiHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/u3fFlq8UDtc/s400/IMG_4691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416409083397769330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we were off to a great hotel. I love the hotel design.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to&lt;b&gt; Meijiawu, the Dragon Well Tea plantation&lt;/b&gt; which produced the most famous green tea in China. I was convinced by the salesman to buy and commit myself to drink green tea as my water for the rest of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyrzwkfuJoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0VS-1j5YHH4/s1600-h/IMG_4702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/SyrzwkfuJoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0VS-1j5YHH4/s400/IMG_4702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416409517622437506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The place smelt good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr0AeVSFSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MBz1LCtmPBg/s1600-h/IMG_4703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr0AeVSFSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MBz1LCtmPBg/s400/IMG_4703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416409790845949218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The old traditional way of frying tea leaves. The wok was pretty hot. I doubt they still do it now but machines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, we were on our way to &lt;b&gt;Leifeng Tower&lt;/b&gt; where the fairy tale of White snake took place. Along the journey, the view was simply awesome and i loved the different hues of leaves on the trees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr0ciZVXjI/AAAAAAAAABE/iifWltsNoXw/s1600-h/IMG_4726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr0ciZVXjI/AAAAAAAAABE/iifWltsNoXw/s400/IMG_4726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416410272973020722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We reached the base of the tower. Breathtaking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr00tdUHPI/AAAAAAAAABM/lAVki01Dg9M/s1600-h/IMG_4740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr00tdUHPI/AAAAAAAAABM/lAVki01Dg9M/s400/IMG_4740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416410688259366130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr1NOIkgoI/AAAAAAAAABU/2RLPyvD_EF0/s1600-h/IMG_4737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr1NOIkgoI/AAAAAAAAABU/2RLPyvD_EF0/s400/IMG_4737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416411109347590786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This design was all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr1qHNDjnI/AAAAAAAAABc/cWOcPWPdGqs/s1600-h/IMG_4742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr1qHNDjnI/AAAAAAAAABc/cWOcPWPdGqs/s400/IMG_4742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416411605703560818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They actually built escalator for those who are lazy to climb up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr2YkTQJwI/AAAAAAAAABs/MFly6XqoaRg/s1600-h/IMG_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr2YkTQJwI/AAAAAAAAABs/MFly6XqoaRg/s400/IMG_4753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416412403788162818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the highest floor. I think they are made of pure gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr2vbNyz4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/BddwaGjsW58/s1600-h/IMG_4755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr2vbNyz4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/BddwaGjsW58/s400/IMG_4755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416412796486340482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is called the&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;West Lake which is our next destination next. This piece of land houses grand hotels and some are only reserved for prime ministers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we’re off for lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr3KUQIZwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5zGZSqsNYIg/s1600-h/IMG_4786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr3KUQIZwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5zGZSqsNYIg/s400/IMG_4786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416413258473563906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can always see this along the road. China people are environment-friendly people. How i wish malaysia weather will allow us to ride bicycle around! It would be so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr3ghI5IhI/AAAAAAAAACE/_ngaC7aTncY/s1600-h/IMG_4793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr3ghI5IhI/AAAAAAAAACE/_ngaC7aTncY/s400/IMG_4793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416413639889986066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinesey restaurant. They later had face-changing performance while we were eating. It’s pretty funny on how everyone was clapping and cheering for the man who performed, treating him like someone great when he was on stage, but not minding or looking at him at all when the performance finished even when he passed by the tables. Well, maybe the food was too tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr33c8p-8I/AAAAAAAAACM/JRdJ_ueUWsI/s1600-h/IMG_4804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr33c8p-8I/AAAAAAAAACM/JRdJ_ueUWsI/s400/IMG_4804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416414033901910978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, we were at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;West Lake&lt;/span&gt; to take the VIP boat to both old and new Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr4L5MfU9I/AAAAAAAAACU/6OTt2nprgWk/s1600-h/IMG_4839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr4L5MfU9I/AAAAAAAAACU/6OTt2nprgWk/s400/IMG_4839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416414385081897938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boat we sat in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr4mkdZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAACc/GwO6NcytzKU/s1600-h/IMG_4862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr4mkdZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAACc/GwO6NcytzKU/s400/IMG_4862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416414843372171666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the old lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr4_osNIZI/AAAAAAAAACk/2-u3zWlEHr8/s1600-h/IMG_4885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr4_osNIZI/AAAAAAAAACk/2-u3zWlEHr8/s400/IMG_4885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416415274004717970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Part of the new lake. This lake is a bit calmer as less people are allowed to come here. You can see three ducks there. I forgot what it is called. This place is also a good place to take wedding pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, we proceed to &lt;b&gt;Hengdian&lt;/b&gt;. This town was where many films were shot. It was a bit like Hollywood hence called&lt;b&gt; Eastern Hollywood &lt;/b&gt;where they built buildings just for the sake of shooting. It seemed many migrated over to that place so that they’ll have the chance to be picked out to become actors or actresses thus becoming famous!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to visit &lt;b&gt;Emperor Qin Palace&lt;/b&gt; where more than 100 famous films such as the Emporer and the Assassin, Mummy III, Hero, Da Zai Men, Curse of the Golden Flower, Journey to the Past etc etc! It was truly an awesome place!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr5YknlxTI/AAAAAAAAACs/i_gnxVrm5O0/s1600-h/IMG_4936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr5YknlxTI/AAAAAAAAACs/i_gnxVrm5O0/s400/IMG_4936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416415702408348978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The front door. They’re all not historical buildings by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr5vCd0-3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7RlgbGhXf58/s1600-h/IMG_4950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr5vCd0-3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/7RlgbGhXf58/s400/IMG_4950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416088377588594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look any familiar? This is the first part of the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr6FFTgTDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mYNtlo9z-Cw/s1600-h/IMG_4964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr6FFTgTDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mYNtlo9z-Cw/s400/IMG_4964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416467096718386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remembered they usually use this scene to gather war troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr6b5Ps06I/AAAAAAAAADE/1l4lfs41RCg/s1600-h/IMG_4966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr6b5Ps06I/AAAAAAAAADE/1l4lfs41RCg/s400/IMG_4966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416416858996528034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The poles are called Totem Poles. There are 8 altogther, painted with dragons, which was the symbol of the unification of the world by Emporer Qin Shi Huang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr61thE0PI/AAAAAAAAADM/ARbjwbgpBM4/s1600-h/IMG_4998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr61thE0PI/AAAAAAAAADM/ARbjwbgpBM4/s400/IMG_4998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416417302524776690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the most famous place for movies. I saw this place in many movies countless times. Its in the place where the Emporer will sit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr7M9PmdTI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZhPsgnxCvNg/s1600-h/IMG_5027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr7M9PmdTI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZhPsgnxCvNg/s400/IMG_5027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416417701883442482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This big drum was also frequently used in movies. I hitted it 6 times. Nice feeling. But cost rm3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was already late and my tour group was the last one to leave the place. So we practically had the place for ouselves. Less people, nicer to take pictures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr7x-ZX41I/AAAAAAAAADc/u84ZwnaGJGc/s1600-h/IMG_5060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr7x-ZX41I/AAAAAAAAADc/u84ZwnaGJGc/s400/IMG_5060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416418337848025938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Familiar place too. Louis Khoo acted here. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Asked my brother to start hand stand all over the places in this palace. This was one of the picture. Before this, he was having this plan to hand stand in places he visited before and then to compile it into an album when he’s old. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we went to&lt;b&gt; Jiangnan Water Village&lt;/b&gt; for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr8drqqOkI/AAAAAAAAADk/9vDh0pMUrxE/s1600-h/IMG_5077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr8drqqOkI/AAAAAAAAADk/9vDh0pMUrxE/s400/IMG_5077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416419088734501442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The food they served were village food. Very traditional. The ones we usually see being served in poor family in the olden days. But the food was awesome nevertheless. The inner design of the restaurant too suited the kind of dish they served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr883DlMbI/AAAAAAAAADs/_petFVHEchQ/s1600-h/IMG_5100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr883DlMbI/AAAAAAAAADs/_petFVHEchQ/s400/IMG_5100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416419624367763890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all of the pictures i took of the dish were always after we’d eaten. It’s actually hard to take the before picture as everyone was so starved to have the patience to wait for me to take a picture of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr9k8TAIgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zN9LpejVrVU/s1600-h/IMG_5108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr9k8TAIgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zN9LpejVrVU/s400/IMG_5108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416420312969388546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The olden days cinema. This old man could produce the sound of a bird and many other kind of sound. Real talented!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were off to watch &lt;b&gt;Rainstorm Mountain Torrents Show&lt;/b&gt; which offered a chilling view of the disaster. Quite a simple yet nice and real show. Picture below showed the water rushing from above. Nice effects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr-DD6gLXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/q2cfQak6B9g/s1600-h/IMG_5119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syr-DD6gLXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/q2cfQak6B9g/s400/IMG_5119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416420830410190194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m not sure whether we are in Yiwu that time but i think so. Couldn’t remember the place we visited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So second day was till here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&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/5497588087115201689-1101560444569366657?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1101560444569366657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/shanghai-part-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1101560444569366657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/1101560444569366657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/shanghai-part-one.html' title='Shanghai Part One'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syrysfa9GCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DU74qi0kuJ0/s72-c/IMG_4673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5497588087115201689.post-8502919438631798820</id><published>2009-12-18T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:06:56.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syrxu9pJzWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d7h3St1Reag/s1600-h/leaving_to_start_by_tasteofomi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syrxu9pJzWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d7h3St1Reag/s400/leaving_to_start_by_tasteofomi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416407290989890914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New blog again for a new year! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my 4th official blog so far of my blogging life. I actually created a tumblr blog 2 days ago but found out that it was faulty after it deleted one of my long post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, like usual, every first post is dedicated to my objective of this blog.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve thought of “blogging” my life in my little journal book and just abandon the net-journal that i have. But I know i would not have time to write them down with pens, as it would be so much easier to just type them. I’m still keeping that journal of mine for the more private things and this tumblr will serve as the secondary journal to jot down my insignificant life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nevertheless, I hope to update this tumblr as much as i can. 2010 will definitely be a challenging year and i hope some details of it can be placed and kept in this blog of mine. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5497588087115201689-8502919438631798820?l=thatfirstglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8502919438631798820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8502919438631798820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5497588087115201689/posts/default/8502919438631798820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatfirstglance.blogspot.com/2009/12/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Christine Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02622265200758309261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/S-f1ancVKrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fiiLtXOg7w0/S220/Image0009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uqsq4cOzMfQ/Syrxu9pJzWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d7h3St1Reag/s72-c/leaving_to_start_by_tasteofomi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
