<?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-28605292</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:19:42.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>living for YOU =)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-2645404005314072802</id><published>2007-11-04T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:29:50.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this marks the start of a whole new movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lives are going to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole new vision and purpose, a new destiny. i know it's coming to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart, in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe with all my heart. and i desire it with all my heart. the end of this holiday marks YOUR new beginnings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; God that's in me, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; see your destiny come to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calling things which do not exist as though they did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future's going to be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ romans 4:17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-2645404005314072802?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/2645404005314072802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=2645404005314072802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/2645404005314072802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/2645404005314072802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-8566789964853948150</id><published>2007-06-16T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:19:20.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog ought to be revived. but well. hahaha. not today =P this is from Jia xin's blog =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few of the usual Sunday evening hymns, the church's Pastor slowly stood up, walked over to the pulpit and, before he gave his sermon for the evening, briefly introduced a guest Minister who was in the service that evening. In the introduction, the Pastor told the congregation that the guest Minister was one of his dearest childhood friends and that he wanted him to have a few moments to greet the church and share whatever he felt would be appropriate for the service. With that, the elderly gentleman stepped up to the pulpit and began to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A father, and his son, and a friend of his son were sailing off the Pacific coast," he began... "when a fast storm blocked any attempt to get back to the shore. The waves were so high, even though the father was an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright and the three were swept into the ocean as the boat capsized."The old man hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenagers who were, for the first time since the service began, looking somewhat interested in his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aged minister continued with his story..."Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating decision of his life: to which boy would he throw the end of the life line? He had only seconds to make the decision. The father knew that his son was a Christian and he also knew that his son's friend was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agony of his decision could not be matched by the torrent of waves. As the father yelled out 'I Love You, Son!' he threw out the life line to his son's friend. By the time the father had pulled the friend back to the capsized boat his son had disappeared beneath the raging swells into the black night. His body was never recovered," the old man said sadly.By this time, the two teenagers were sitting up straight in the pew, anxiously waiting for the next words to come out of the old Minister's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The father," he continued, "knew his son would step into eternity with Jesus and he could not bear the thought of his son's friend stepping into an eternity without Jesus. Therefore, he sacrificed is son to save the son's friend. How great is the love of God that he should do the same for us? Our Heavenly Father sacrificed His only begotten Son so that we could be saved. I urge you to accept His offer to rescue you and take hold of the life line He is throwing out to you in this service."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the old man turned and sat back down in his chair as silence filled the room. The Pastor again walked slowly to the pulpit and delivered a brief sermon with an invitation at the end. However, no one responded to the appeal. But, within moments after the service ended, the two boys were at the old man's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was a nice story," politely stated one of the boys, "but, I don't think it was very realistic for a father to give up his only son's life in hopes that the other would become a Christian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you've got a point there," the old man replied, glancing down at his worn Bible. As a big smile broadened his narrow face, he looked up again at the boys and said, "It sure isn't very realistic, is it? But, I'm here today to tell you this story gives me a glimpse of what it must have been like for God to give up His only Son for me. You see... I was that father, and your Pastor is my son's friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One life, save it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every life matters to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know who the next person you bring may become in the future =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-8566789964853948150?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/8566789964853948150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=8566789964853948150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/8566789964853948150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/8566789964853948150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-want-to-revive-this-blog-man.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-414676308722120483</id><published>2007-04-14T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:27:10.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And look at Your Face&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at my life&lt;br /&gt;And all the works of Your Hands&lt;br /&gt;I am honoured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of all good things&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;They are Your wonderous works&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a brand new chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to know You, God&lt;br /&gt;Deeper than all that I've known before&lt;br /&gt;There is no greater love than Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am here to be Your worshipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love this song loads. haha. but now, i love the God of the song more than i love the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing more of You, my God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-414676308722120483?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/414676308722120483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=414676308722120483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/414676308722120483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/414676308722120483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2007/04/ddd-knowing-you-when-i-open-my-eyes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-117160138936691522</id><published>2007-02-15T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:18:32.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How Great Is Our God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The splendor of the King, clothed in majesty&lt;br /&gt;Let all the earth rejoice&lt;br /&gt;All the earth rejoice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide&lt;br /&gt;And trembles at His voice&lt;br /&gt;Trembles at His voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, and all will see&lt;br /&gt;How great, how great is our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age to age He stands&lt;br /&gt;And time is in His hands&lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the end&lt;br /&gt;Beginning and the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Godhead Three in One&lt;br /&gt;Father Spirit Son&lt;br /&gt;The Lion and the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;The Lion and the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How great is our God, and all will see&lt;br /&gt;How great, how great is our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name above all names&lt;br /&gt;Worthy of all praise&lt;br /&gt;My heart will sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even as the great God He is, He listens to every single word of ours, and knows our every single thought and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How great You are, my God. i stand in awe of You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-117160138936691522?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/117160138936691522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=117160138936691522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/117160138936691522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/117160138936691522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-great-is-our-god-splendor-of-king.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-116981660132033907</id><published>2007-01-26T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T18:29:46.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man. haha it's definitely been a while since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. what made me suddenly wanna blog after eons. i was just blog hopping around.. trying to catch up with what has been happening with all my friends around.. and suddenly, it just came to me. just one word, but so clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOICES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. nope, it's not some ad. i think a polytechnic uses that word in their ad. but nope. it's not. it just came to me that there're so many choices that lead to so many different routes on this journey. the different choices when we chose our priorities, our beliefs, when we chose what we would live and die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, a story pastor once told us came to mind. it was about choices naturally, about how 2 different couples chose 2 different ways of spending those few months after A levels and how it had led to a world of difference in the lives they lead now. it was a clear cut example on how the choices they'd made set the direction for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad today, that i've made the choices i did =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been an amazing few months so far, VBS, OPM, revival meeting, Christmas, Create / Heart Awards '06, Pastor Joakim, Worship team... Wow.. it's really been event-packed! so many things learnt, so many more experiences, so many more people i've gotten to know, so many more lives changed! people have come, people have stayed and it's so fufilling to see their lives become more purposeful, to see their smiles become more radiant. Pastor Lia once mentioned something about smiles, about how smiles could come from the heart, only if someone has been first changed from the heart, from the inside out. and i'm glad i've seen so many heartfelt smiles surfacing these months! i cant imagine what it would have been like without it! life would have been insignificant man. insignificant and purposeless. gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! though the months before have been absolutely fantastic.. ahahhaha... many memories and all.. the months ahead are gonna phenomenal!!!! WOOTS! i cant cant wait man! heh. this is only just such a small part of what's gonna be in the future! man.. cant wait! =D woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing life only because i have an amazing GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-116981660132033907?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/116981660132033907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=116981660132033907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/116981660132033907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/116981660132033907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-116333734285765853</id><published>2006-11-12T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T05:15:42.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. I knew we would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator). We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). "Andthat was our last hot water bottle!" she had exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there were no drugstores down forest pathways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All right," I said, "put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep her free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if she got the chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, God" she prayed, "send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, "Amen". I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years by that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I carried on with my day as per normal. Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears filling my eyes and a an odd discomfort in my throat. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered quickly, and together we pulled off the strings, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the top, I lifted out brightly colored,  knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored.  Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the ... could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a brand-new, rubber hot water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Ruth, who was in the front upon seeing the water bottle, rushed forward, crying out, "If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted! Looking up at me, she asked: "Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it "that afternoon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Before they call, I will answer" (Isaiah 65:24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my amazing God =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-116333734285765853?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/116333734285765853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=116333734285765853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/116333734285765853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/116333734285765853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-story-was-written-by-doctor-who.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-116166212829706491</id><published>2006-10-23T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:55:28.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Barber Who Believed That God Doesn't Exist:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to a barber shop to have his hair and his beard cut as always. He started having a conversation with the barber who attended him and they talked about mantyfrom various subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, they broached the subject of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barber said: "Look man, I don't believe that God exists as you say so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you say that?" asked the client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it's easy, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God does not exist. Tell me, if God existed, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be no suffering nor pain. I can't think of a God who permits all of these things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The client stopped for a moment, thinking. He didn't want to respond so as to prevent an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the barber finished his job and the client left of the shop. Just after he left the barber shop, he saw a man in the street with a long hair and beard. It seemed as if it had been a long time since the man had his cut and he looked really untidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that, the client strolled back in the barber shop and he said to the barber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You know what? Barbers do not exist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How come they don't exist?" asked the barber. "I am here, and I am a barber."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," the client patiently explained. "They don't exist, because if they did, there would be no people with long hair and beard like that man who walks in the street."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, barbers do exist, what happens is that people do not come to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly." affirmed the client. "That's the point. God does exist. What happens is people don't go to Him and do not look for Him, that's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=) for all who always asked. haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-116166212829706491?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/116166212829706491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=116166212829706491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/116166212829706491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/116166212829706491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/10/barber-who-believed-that-god-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115807237414757155</id><published>2006-09-12T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:17:17.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide me now&lt;br /&gt;Under your wings&lt;br /&gt;Cover me&lt;br /&gt;within your mighty hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father you are king over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know you are God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;Know his power&lt;br /&gt;In quietness and trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of the many many songs i had (hey, it's quite a fair bit la k =P)... i clicked on this. and... woosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my refuge in Christ alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; one day, &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; will come to know this Father and King of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father you are king over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know you are God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give you the peace i feel in my heart, the peace that you are seeking so much for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115807237414757155?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115807237414757155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115807237414757155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115807237414757155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115807237414757155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-hide-me-now-under-your-wings.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115796509271398545</id><published>2006-09-11T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T02:03:01.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh. i came across sth today while studying, couldnt resist blogging, even tho exams are tmr. oh well. it'll only take a while. funny how it was my sister who passed my the paper that made me wanna blog so much. relevance? haha! i dunno. then again, when was i ever not random =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Decade of Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years of Pastoring..... &lt;em&gt;"Give Me This Generation, Lord!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years of Teaching.... &lt;em&gt;"You are the same person wherever you are... in church or at home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years of Discipleship.... &lt;em&gt;"We are Heart Of God Church, there is a purpose to our name..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years of Wisdom.... &lt;em&gt;"Life's not just about getting the right answers, it's about asking the right questions."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years of Dreaming... &lt;em&gt;"God gave me a dream of powerful planes being launched..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years of Ministry... &lt;em&gt;"It's not how you start, it is how you end..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how just earlier i was thinking about church, about the people working in church, pastors, leaders. (yea, i got SLIGHTLY distracted =P) haha. ok. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/decade-of-dreams-to-10-years-of.html"&gt;http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/decade-of-dreams-to-10-years-of.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to studying =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115796509271398545?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115796509271398545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115796509271398545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115796509271398545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115796509271398545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/09/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115577841640653349</id><published>2006-08-16T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T18:33:36.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from feefee's blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Christian Prison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the city of Sao Jose dos Campos, Brazil, is a remarkable facility. Twenty years ago the Brazilian government turned a prison over to two Christians. The institution was renamed Humaita, and the plan was to run it on Christian principles. With the exception of two full-time staff, all the work is done by inmates. Families outside the prison adopt an inmate to work with during and after his term. Chuck Colson visited the prison and made this report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When I visited Humaita I found the inmates smiling- particularly the murderer who held the keys, opened the gates and let me in. Wherever I walked I saw men at peace. I saw clean living areas, people working industriously. The walls were decorated with Biblical sayings from Psalms and Proverbs...My guide escorted me to the notorious prison cell once used for torture. Today, he told me, that block houses only a single inmate. As we reached the end of a long concrete corridor and he put the key in the lock, he paused and asked, "Are you sure you want to go in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course," I replied impatiently, "I've been in isolation cells all over the world." Slowly he swung open the massive door, and I saw the prisoner in that punishment cell: a crucifix, beautifully carved by the Humaita inmates-the prisoner Jesus, hanging on a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's doing time for the rest of us," my guide said softly.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Max Lucado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally blown away man =D  my best friend, my pastors, my leaders and my sisters and brothers in Christ. the security i find in this home's really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was totally liberated in worship yesterday. wow. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOO. haha. i dont know why. but recently i've taken to watching people play foosball! there was this really interesting match in the weekend, charleston n jian ming against ivan n liane. it was SUPER exciting, haha! charleston and jian won! then then then, just when i had to rush off home, bro sky declared a 2 on 1 match! dale and.. opps. er. i cant remember! against bro sky alone! and it was SO COOL. it became 3 on one then 4 on won and bro sky WON. 10-nil! OH MAN. it was just so cool! haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oooh. if only esther heng came by here. hello monster. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET shan ben: haha. heyys man. haha. tell you something surprising? it's not boring me. i read every single bit of your last entry. tho i got lost, found myself and came back on track, cos the terms were abit confusing at times =P i read finished it and.. yea.. it was a whole new perspective and learning experience la. i told you i wanted to be a doc last time =) more! you take care too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: haha. seriously, even my leaders dont say that much =P but thanks bro. get your phone back SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samteo: AHHHHH! *scared* wahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maril: you know what? i've a confession. me too. haha! i go to my blog just for the song even when i have it in my com. and esp when i'm in school. haha. thats what blogs are also fo man. songs! =D love ya lots too babe! haha! and FINALLY. studies are catching up on you guys =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: ?? haha! hey! errrr.. recept michelle?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer: OOOH! haha! same same same! oh no! but.. where do i know ya from again?? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. tag boards are exciting =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115577841640653349?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115577841640653349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115577841640653349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115577841640653349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115577841640653349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/got-this-from-feefees-blog-christian.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115556659492606733</id><published>2006-08-14T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:43:14.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt exactly wanna blog. cos the very first entry i wanted people to see when they visited my blog is the one on my pastors and how glad i am to have them (the previous one). but i just realized that above these wonderful pastors i have, i have someone else even greater. that i'd be more proud to talk of and let it be the first entry that appears in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a best friend in Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think it took me a while to realize that =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a thousand times i've failed, still Your Mercy remains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i can always turn back to You. never do i want to turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And should i stumble again, i'm caught in Your grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many times i've fallen, but each time when i turn back to You, i feel Your love. like a safety net always below a tightrope walker, never failing to catch me when i fall. i dont even have to tell You whats wrong. i know that You already know. the assurance and warmth that floods me, that instant i know, that You already know my hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everlasting, Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what, i know You'll have a way out for me. and all i have to do, is close my eyes, and find my peace in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that i'm feeling better, i should reply my tags =D i see many tags and that makes me a happy gal! so be sure to tag kk! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esben tave: haha. arent ya busy, boy. heh. keep updating with ya medical terms boy. i used to wanna be a doctor, but not so much now. but i'm still interested! =P and hey. take care =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong!: haha. i know you only tagged cos i asked ya too =P so thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnson Ng: hi john's son. haha! are you still reading? will you see this? =P and you're right, long time no see. meet up soon ok! you and Jia have practically disappeared from the face of this earth. and hey, who says orientation friendship hardly lasts? =P haha. talk more la! then there's at least one that lasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryu: YUUUUUUUU. pig la you. haha. at least i had no sch today, while you had to suffer in bio lect. muahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugene!: haha!! i've linked ya already!!! =P heh! chat online soon yea! lets see.. to put a song on your blog.. ya gotta have a code.. lemme check ah.. bgsound src="&lt;a href="http://home.vs.moe.edu.sg/leehea/insideout.mp3"&gt;(your song url here)&lt;/a&gt;" loop "-1"  try add this into the template? dotn forget the &lt;&gt; signs before and after. or next time i in church i help you lar? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaxin (L): haha! silly babe. that was REALLY random lar gal! but i look forward to scaring ya in church again! you're so fun to scare! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maomao suyong: furry suyong. haha! i dont know what to say, except maybe, yes, i think our pastors are the greatest =D you lar. now resource also more zai than me. at least now you're back on sunday, we'll be seeing more of you =P k that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT: heyys silly boy! you know we're always here for you. please dont overwork yourself! talk to you real soon ok? it's a MUST. SHOPPING. lets make a date quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maril: haha. there must be a reason why i love you so much. i dont think it's only because you're great to hug, and just about the only person who will stand there willingly for, like, minutes to let me hug you. haha. i know you're always here babe.. and.. thanks =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: hello boy. can you PLEASE get your phone back, soon! hahaa. man. it's horrible. i was so sad today, i smsed you, even tho i know you wouldnt see it. haha! and that's utter crap. seriously. and bahh. if you hafta know, i'm on MC =P wheehee! 2 days, today and tmr. i think that means i'll be getting better soon. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115556659492606733?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115556659492606733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115556659492606733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115556659492606733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115556659492606733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-didnt-exactly-wanna-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115522786601621815</id><published>2006-08-10T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:52:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~ a decade of dreams ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to 10 years of pastoring, loving, caring, teaching, discipling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(to) Raise up a generation of people who are willing to give God the best years of their lives and God will use this generation to impact all levels of society and all walks of life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastors like spiritual parents, who love their people as their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastors who love with all their heart, who care enough to enter their lives, to love them. Pastors that will go all out and play in arcades with people so much younger than them, pastors who would push away appointments to be with them. Pastors who would bring them shopping, who would take them on dinners to let them know what's it like to have a family dinner, who would teach them to keep their nails trimmed and pretty and be there for them when their kids needed them. Pastors who would try ways and means to help their kids, always wanting the better for them, then feel upset/vexed when they hadnt learnt, yet never giving up on them. Pastors who would still take time out, despite their hectic schedules to say hi to new people, to handwrite birthday cards, to invent ways to make stories from the bible memorable. Pastors who'd MSN, SMS, email notes of encouragement to their kids, stand up for their kids when they are made fun of. Pastors who'd still be truly concerned and give their time even when called late at night by their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. they really arent just pastors anymore, but our spiritual parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom was talking about the fighter planes we were, or the ones in the process of manufacturing. Powerful fighter planes that would be launched into the world, to fight our spiritual wars. Emblazoned on our bodies wouldnt be the enowned names of powerful jets in the world, the ones commonly seen. instead, nothing at all would be seen on us. but if you'd just look closely, we'd be covered with fingerprints, fingerprints of the 2 pastors who have molded and shaped us tirelessly into what we are today, or what we're going to be. and if you'd just look closely, you'd see the stains, of blood, sweat and tears, of all the hardwork that has gone into us, in attempt of making us the best we could be. and we'd listen to only 2 commanders, awaiting the day we're ready to be launched, to fight this war we've been called to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all they've done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the amazing God who was given them to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future's indeed, going to be AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115522786601621815?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115522786601621815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115522786601621815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115522786601621815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115522786601621815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/decade-of-dreams-to-10-years-of.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115487454956080229</id><published>2006-08-06T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T08:38:58.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wow. Oh WOW. Oh man... ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Of course I'll say whats happening. Aiyo.. if not people will start slapping me already.. was looking through some pics ... and.. wow man.. I just saw pictures of how church looked like when they just shifted in! during all the construction and all.. looking at all the pics.. it seems as if I'm watching a video.. and I'm seeing people grow up. People I've only known a year, now I've caught a glimpse of the many years younger them. Oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized. All these photos of them then.. is exactly whats happening with us now still. We're still having the celebrations.. the gathering.. the outings. The time spent together. 2 years down the road, when I look back on the pictures I have again.. I'll realized how much we've grown. Only now with so many more new additions to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this family He's given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to grow up with all these people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what will be of us many years down the road =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future's just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115487454956080229?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115487454956080229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115487454956080229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115487454956080229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115487454956080229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-wow_06.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115471344227579598</id><published>2006-08-04T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:15:18.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another 3 more things to blog about! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) brother sky! haha! he's super cool man! we were playing foosball (OKAY. i was just watching.) then he came over.. super calm and collected, talking on the phone, took over JJ's position and he scared like THREE goals??? or more! with only when hand! the other holding the phone and he was just talking like normal, nothing happening. WAH! cool lar! then he dyed his hair too! man! was stunned at first. haha! but not bad!!! maril too! she looks REALLY pretty now. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i think the cat high boys are just HILARIOUS. plain adorable. gosh! daryl was SO CRAPPY lar!!! he was acting all gayish and act cute-ish i nearly fainted. it was traumatizing really. haha! it rocks having them in church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) heh! i wanna talk about my tuition teacher! haha! SIM PECK (LIAN)! haha! tho liane will say she always cheeko us (shu and i).... i've been seeing SO MUCH of her recently, it's a wonder she's not sick of me! heh. she's really quite good! thanks peck! haha! =P but ANYWAY. she can be so random too! cos dale came past just now and passed me 4 foam hearts.. asking me to jia you la.. cos.. urgh. was doing disgusting complex.. then peck saw them right in the middle of going thru a sum and she ended up teaching me about the 4 Hearts! right smack in the middle of a question! haha! she told me about how to talk about each heart, then tested me! wahhh!!! madness. Joker sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea! Tuition's been totall fun with soo, shu, ahms, abang, sam and charleston! oh! and my new chem tutor boris iskandar! super fun larrrr... =P i'm quite happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and to end off, from the famous iskandar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you must aim for the stars so you can fall on the treettops!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiming for the bushes will only land you on the ground and into the longgang and the reservoir where you will drown =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115471344227579598?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115471344227579598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115471344227579598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115471344227579598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115471344227579598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/before-anything-else.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115453293101440645</id><published>2006-08-02T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T09:05:29.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOUR THINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i took a total of NINE buses yesterday! FIVE just on the trip to school! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i saw this REALLY cute dog that looked like a BEAR! really! bear-ish look man! i just couldnt stop staring! wahhas! it was a really culte small doggy tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i just found my all-time favourite chocs! delfi's choc sticks (orange) and Andes mint thins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) each time i see the heart thingy on my table, i remember how terrified john looked during the donation! he was sittign right opposite me. man.. my heart really went out to him! gosh! he looked so scared.. yet he got through it.. haha.. i wonder if i looked that scared too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to donate blood again! wahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115453293101440645?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115453293101440645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115453293101440645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115453293101440645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115453293101440645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/08/four-things-1-i-took-total-of-nine.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115298065845804915</id><published>2006-07-15T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:12:03.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just 4 things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;B' live 180!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Against All Odds!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break the Evens!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zoneD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and more for His kingdom!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115298065845804915?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115298065845804915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115298065845804915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115298065845804915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115298065845804915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-wow-oh-wow-oh-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115289388981253574</id><published>2006-07-14T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T09:18:09.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha!! WHEEE!!! soo and i went a-exploring today!!!! it was really really funny! but ok, i shall start from the top. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, yang and myself headed off to kovan! while they both chatted, i caught some sleep. and within that 5 mins or so, i dreamt! and it was WERID! i think the test traumatized me so, mixed with the thoughts of phobos' ice cream party, i dreamt of silicon oxide and ice cream! HAHA! like totally! and i remember i was still trying to grab hold of the dream when some one woke me up but hitting my knee and yang calling me. SIANZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ice cream at yang's favourite hang out. haha. soo and i both got treated! yay! thanks yang! muahahha.. we both chose the most expensive de. then aiya. half the time i so lost. heh. but nevermind. had the ice cream for company. yang was super high today la. dunno what's wrong with him. then. heh. we saw this really funny uncle.. sitting outside macs with his arms around the old macdonald guy! haha! we were so amused la! and want to take photo too! gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! to the even more exciting and funny part! soo and i took a LONG ride down to mount alvernia where we were gonna visit her sis. seriously. it was LONG. haha. then then then! the place was so nice! it's like hotel sia! even changi de not as nice! but first we had to conquer the mountain.. and we huffed and puffed our way up the hill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we realized ying xuan had friends! so thats when we went on our first trip! so happily we walked down the corridor.. walked past the pharmacy where i took a sit and said 'eh, very nice ah'. and soo yee gave me that look. we walked to the chapel, i took a peek, then we walked to the cafe.. walked one round, came out and walked past the chapel again.. went into another lobby and went the visit the washrooms! then just as we were about to head back, saw ying xuan's friends just left, so perfect timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went to say hi to ying xuan! haah! then chat a while and all. ahhh... and the drip! reminded me of last time when i was on one the whole day and they tried to remove the needle!! AHHH! blood had kinda dried up around it and the nurse had to tug at it! AHHHH!! *shudders* and soo yee went to smart smart pop a balloon larrrrr.. scare all of us. haha! then it's so cute la.. ying xuan knows like every single other patient's back ground.. then the nurse diao her and all.. and how the food is like totally fab. ahha! so many stories lar! so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anwyay! soo decided to go on another trip to the cafe! so off we went on our 2nd exploring trip! but beofre we could reach the canteen, we got waylaid! i pointed at the stairs and asked her where it led. she didnt know either and so we went up.. and realized it lead to the KIDS WARD!!! wahhhh!!! and off we went.. happily.. zipping down the corridors, peeking into rooms, talking about how they looked like chalets, openly melting while looking at the babies, taking photos of a door sign that said 'st dominic' =P and we just kept going higher and higher, cos when we finished a level, we'd end up at the staircase, wanting to go down, but part of us kept wondering, are there anymore upstairs.. so we kept heading up! haha! i think we went up a total of 4 levels?? haha!! we just kept wandering down the aisles like tourists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and man. mount alvernia's really a nice hospital! though the rooms are a bit dark. everything else looked like hotel! haha! except for the super ya ya cafe woman that soo yee and i didnt like. wahaha. but yes! it was really a super good trip! haha! but heh! sounds like we had more time exploring then visiting ying xuan! oh no! haha! so yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ying xuan! take good care k! get well REALLY SOON! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115289388981253574?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115289388981253574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115289388981253574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115289388981253574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115289388981253574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha-wheee-soo-and-i-went-exploring.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115263118791859285</id><published>2006-07-11T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:19:47.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i mention? even if i did, i shall say it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a real fan of Jesus Christ. &lt;em&gt;i'm loving it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church never fails to make me smile. even if it's just their blogs. haha! =D i'm blessed with a great spiritual family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115263118791859285?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115263118791859285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115263118791859285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115263118791859285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115263118791859285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/did-i-mention-even-if-i-did-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115262891549231300</id><published>2006-07-11T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:11:07.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jersey sunday was the MAX. it was totally OUT OF THE WORLD! haha! i went early to paint people's faces. got mereith to join me, shanny got clarence. and yea! it was super fun la! but a photo entry will definitely tell better. i'll get the pictures up when i can =) now it's still all over the place. haha! but yea, it was really amazing, the things real fans do. jackson's WHOLE FACE and NECK was covered in face paint lar =P and all the other avid soccer fans. offhand i only remember jackson and.. ivan, kin onn? haha! kin onn cos he wanted me to go buy food with france on my face! yea! haha! mereith just HAD to draw on my face. but i hafta admit, he's quite good. oh no. his ego. haha. and i remember painting a zorro mask like thing across Yo's eyes, and painting cherie's nose! haha! italy colours! side, centre and side again. man. it was just funny. esp when her nose's so cute =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but i realized, after watching the finals on monday morning, i'm so not a real soccer fan. haha. i think i'd rather be a fan of JESUS CHRIST~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA. He rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115262891549231300?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115262891549231300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115262891549231300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115262891549231300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115262891549231300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-many-things-to-blog-about-but-far.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115237319211539623</id><published>2006-07-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T08:39:52.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahaha! i think shanny is a big, friendly, &lt;strong&gt;NICE&lt;/strong&gt;, giant! haha! he's so funny lar, lend me jersey also got let me choose de. heh! =D anyway. today was FUN! eh. heh! yesterday was fun too of course. so lets do yesterday first. LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had lunch with.. FEEFEE! haha! we were at PS.. went to.. ahem. crystal jade. haha! both shu and i were so hesitant to order! and we wanted to order dessert, cos it was like.. the cheapest. but feefee said cannot ah. haha! but it was really quite fun, chat a bit.. all the weird weird topics =P then about.. yea.. how we've grown and how much more we can grow! heh. *huge grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[oh no. i'm very distracted! shanny and i are having a emoticons war!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. now i've only got little bit of time left. it's alright. i shall just... chiong ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 things about REAL fans&lt;br /&gt;Real fans ARRIVE EARLY&lt;br /&gt;Real fans love EXTRA TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real fans NEVER MISS A GAME. (ever.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real fans pay&lt;br /&gt;Real fans just wanna get close to the stars&lt;br /&gt;Real fans are LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's quite true. look at the soccer fans. haha! but i'm not a soccer fan! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history makers, His-Story makers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4Fs: fiction, faith, fantasy, familiarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foundation, relevation, action, position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115237319211539623?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115237319211539623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115237319211539623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115237319211539623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115237319211539623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/wahahaha-i-think-shanny-is-big.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115220439441021412</id><published>2006-07-06T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T09:46:34.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. i'm seriously quite impressed. and amused. tho i know very well, i should not be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our chem tutor came in today, and she told us about how we've scared all our tutors silly with our grades. and not only our tutors, but ALL the tutors are scared of our class. none of them actually want to step into our class. we laugh too much, talk too much, joke far too much, much much more then the attention we give to our studies. everytime we have lessons, the class at the end of the corridor hear our laughter (and we're at the OTHER end of the corridor) that's saying sth man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one part of me wants to go 'WOW', we're THAT good!' i mean, that's the whole lots of teachers we've traumatized. but the other part of me's... well. haha. guilty as charged. and seriously. i think i was very good during lesson today. i actually paid attention during gp. so there. haha. but i should think it's gonna change la. for the As are coming... *sings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's not working. i'm quite sure it isnt. heh =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115220439441021412?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115220439441021412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115220439441021412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115220439441021412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115220439441021412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115211572606744208</id><published>2006-07-05T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T09:08:46.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOAH HO! haha! had a great movie date today with D1 and a few other D5 people! haha! you see right, when your leader has money.. haha! but well, yea! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in view of restructuring, shanny, our friendly giant came up with a conclusion, if soo, cindy, shanny, aaron, shu, tock, soo's sis and myself were in the same team, our TL would just have a heart attack! ok, i dont remember his exact words. but in short, the person will be, man, super tired out! and we'd all have abs! haha! YES! but we had major fun la! we were just laughing the WHOLE way from dhoby to tamp! non stop! it didnt help that we met calvin lim, chem teacher from mj and he was JUST as bad! aaron and shanny were near to signing him up too! wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just My luck wasnt as good as i thought it'd be, it was lame tho. haha! lamer than those 2 in our group. what about luck passing here and there. haha! the songs were good tho! and overall it was a great outing. ahha! really enjoyed myself. WHEEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a weird weird thing happened after the movie. or, weird things really. haha! we started having bad luck! qi lost her contacts, ONE side of it, and it was after the part where lindsay lohan in the show lost HERS! then fee nearly left her file behind, mereith tripped and i nearly slipped while walking down the stairs! haha! gosh! talk about luck! haha! weird la! and then i realized when we were outside the foodcourt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were a group of 13!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!!! man. =P tock, soo, her sis (scared i spell her name wrongly. ying xuan?), shu, me, liane, fee, aaron, shanny, cindy, qi, mereith, daniel! and yes. oh well! we got back safe, i THINK. but we did miss taking neoprints, cos the shop closed just as we decided to. well almost. oh wow. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i'm done here. cant stop smiling. hahah! man i'm happy. heh. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115211572606744208?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115211572606744208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115211572606744208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115211572606744208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115211572606744208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/woah-ho-haha-had-great-movie-date.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115202703119838240</id><published>2006-07-04T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T08:32:07.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in You i've found my purpose&lt;br /&gt;my reason for living is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song suddenly came to mind. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to dee's place to study yesterday. the place was great. the company too. had soo, shu, peck, dee =P but the weather was absolutely disgusting. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy =) heh. exams are over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115202703119838240?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115202703119838240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115202703119838240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115202703119838240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115202703119838240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-you-ive-found-my-purpose-my-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115164540129297184</id><published>2006-06-29T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:07:26.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHAHAH! i'm totally amused!!! i cant BELIEVE the #4s PRANKED ME!!! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i was in church, then was using the com. suddenly shu yi called me and say someone calling me, saw the id and it was from SCHOOL!! (learnt from soo de la. save sch phone number =P) so i was like.. eh? then picked up, heard this WEIRD WEIRD voice.. asked my about school, studies, whether i need help, tuition or some sort. whether i'm coping and AND &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; whether i was stressed! they said the SCHOOL HAS HELP!!! WAHHH!! ARGH!!! JOKERS! RARR! hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then throughout the call, in my my mind i was wondering.. NONE of the school staff has that weird voice la! i mean, i've spoken to them ah, then received that call to meet principal and all.. i wanted to start laughing le, nearly did, but was worried the person will take offence. OH MAN. HORRIBLE. but towards the end i was already suspicious and laughing a bit la! SIAN! cos they asked about whether i feeling stressed and it was so RIDICULOUS . gosh. but i said i not stressed, then they hang up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right after that, my phone rang again and flashing on the id was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEO JUNYU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible boy! i realized immediately that it was the number 4s! rarr. then he refused to tell me who it was. haha! and they DID put me on speaker!!! and there were people like michelle and MEREITH there? haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but well. it made me laugh. WAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huge smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115164540129297184?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115164540129297184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115164540129297184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115164540129297184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115164540129297184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/06/wahahah-im-totally-amused-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115157644173854665</id><published>2006-06-29T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T03:20:41.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh rarr! haha! i'm back after many horrible papers. oh. ahh. well. haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! left with bio option and math. cant do much for bio.. but i'm gonna CHIONG for math! wahahaha!! ALL THE WAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oooh. AE's here. haha!!! its going to be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liane told me to be careful today, in case i get clawed. then i realized. what a funny image! but heh. i think yea. careful man.. she's from TKD!! haha!! power sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WHEE! we had breakfast today. wahahaha! gab and mong joined us. FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm off! heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sprinkles salt*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115157644173854665?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115157644173854665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115157644173854665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115157644173854665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115157644173854665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-rarr-haha-im-back-after-many.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-115064076218351276</id><published>2006-06-18T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T07:26:02.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. ok. first things first. i CANNOT play the guitar (ok, maybe only a bit). but hey! this is here cos i like the skin! haha. i really couldnt stand the small-ness of entry space of the earlier skin. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. i must say this. it was for yesterday, but =P cant actually keep a blog updated really. look at the last entry date. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i was saying. i saw brother &lt;em&gt;Sky &lt;/em&gt;in worship prac yesterday and MAN.. he's good. wooo. it's not bro sky LAR.. dont be weird weird. it's the music. but yea.. wow. like super cool la. then i heard lynette sing.. wheeee. then it just hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. i wonder what's it like to be on that stage and worshipping God? &lt;strong&gt;leading&lt;/strong&gt; the rest of the church into the His Presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. it must be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-115064076218351276?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/115064076218351276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=115064076218351276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115064076218351276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/115064076218351276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28605292.post-114956453891979563</id><published>2006-06-05T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T06:38:47.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think 060606 is a real cool date. i mean, not just because it is&lt;strong&gt; 6 june 2006&lt;/strong&gt;, but hey, how rare is it to get the combi 060606? haha! so yes =P i'm being random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was out with my dad today for lunch. went to this place we used to frequent for many years now. ever since i was in primary school? P2? and my sis in K2. i remember our dad used to &lt;em&gt;tompang us&lt;/em&gt;, with the bicycle, one in front and one at the back, both seats personally made by him and he'd bring us many places to eat lunch. and one place we really liked was &lt;em&gt;mei yuen&lt;/em&gt;. they sell really good &lt;em&gt;wanton&lt;/em&gt; (that looks wrong) noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. we used to eat there on the hot afternoons after school, short little me, pinafore WAYYYYY past my knees and i'd tried to peek thru this gap to see the uncle chopping up the char siew and duck. (imagine a fence and peeping thru the gaps cos you arent tall enough to look over =P). used to be REALLY fascinated. no idea why. and the uncle used to tease me about being so vertically challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, when i went back there to eat. heh. i had the privilege of looking right over that 'fence', and i gave the uncle that kinda smug look, kinda like 'hey, too bad, cant tease me now' thing. and he just laughed =P felt like laughing right along. they've seen me grow man. the lady who always serves us? she's seen me from when i was that short to like now (aint v tall but hey, still much taller than then). she'll always ask dad about my sis and i and stuff. how old i am now, how's studies and stuff. how much we've grown. it isnt the kind of way relatives say it, just asking for the sake of asking, but the kind that will seriously make you think and go, yea.. i've grown that much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and yes. i think i've grown. definitely. past 18 years.. man. i'm old. haha! 2 more years to big 2. sheesh =P from this really self righteous toddler who sang almost everywhere even in her MRI scan (how traumatizing for the doctors) to this 7 year old who cried almost everyday because she had to go to school to the 8 year old who started loving school right up to now. i was really cute when i was young. i DO wonder what happened =P kidding. RARR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. i'm happy =D but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 years is really old. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28605292-114956453891979563?l=eternaloasis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/feeds/114956453891979563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28605292&amp;postID=114956453891979563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/114956453891979563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28605292/posts/default/114956453891979563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eternaloasis.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-060606-is-real-cool-date.html' title=''/><author><name>a heart after YOU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18052111214094999851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
