<?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-7831487363266072195</id><updated>2011-12-31T22:39:45.096+08:00</updated><category term='Max Lucado'/><title type='text'>Dance with Sketches</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>371</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7462359437167272129</id><published>2011-08-28T14:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T15:15:18.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Glory to God</title><content type='html'>Finally this moment has arrived...&lt;br /&gt;After striving hard for 3 years.....giving my best and relying on God to make what seems impossible to become possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 years have been very very tough for me....&lt;br /&gt;While trying to balance and juggle putting in my best effort in both work and study..&lt;br /&gt;I faced..situations in work..in school..in life....&lt;br /&gt;Just to name some moments which I can never forget...&lt;br /&gt;1) was a victim of a mishap at the beginning of my 1st exam during my 1st year 1st semester..&lt;br /&gt;2) having to deal with trade shows and presentation to BIG CLIENT on the day of my exam&lt;br /&gt;3) having to deal with shifting of my old house and renovating my new house in the mist of my exam...&lt;br /&gt;4) abandon by my team mate when I needed them the most and isolation by them when I faced the mishap and trying to get up on my feet again..&lt;br /&gt;These are the toughest and heartbreaking times I had during these 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, our Lord Jesus was there with me when I was abandon by others. He provided me with comfort, strength, knowledge, focus, health, wisdom and all I need to pull through these times..&lt;br /&gt;Each time when I feel weak and cannot do it anymore...I tell myself...NO I CAN DO IT BECAUSE GOD IS WITH ME..HE HAS INSTALLED THIS FOR ME AND FOR SURE HE WILL PULL ME THRU AND GLORIFY HIS NAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed..this day has come...&lt;br /&gt;Received my result for my completion of my HONS DEGREE.&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I complete my degree course with an Honours degree but I have gotten the 2nd Upper Class Hons Degree which is my aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, without God this is not possible..Its Jesus Christ our Lord that gives me all that I need ..not only to survive thru 3 tough years but also to do so well and to Glorify His Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Class Hons is never in my goal because that will require me to achieve 'A's for all modules and I don't belong to those TOP A STUDENTS.&lt;br /&gt;Thus 2nd Upper Hons is the best which I hope to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day I want to give all the Glory to God the Highest, our Lord Almighty, Our Gracious and Loving Father in Heaven. Jesus is my provider and my true friend.&lt;br /&gt;He is always there with me. Again without God none of these is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord Jesus for everything!&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I want to give all the GLORY AND THANKSGIVING TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Hymn to praise HIM:&lt;br /&gt;To God be the Glory great things He has done&lt;br /&gt;So love He the world that He gave us His Son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ymrZO1PZbU4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to give thanks to God for the wonderful family members, fellow classmates, teammates, bosses and friends I have, providing me with prayers, support and understanding in these 3 years. Tho I might have been abandon by 'some' but also because of this, I found true loving friends. Thanks Buddies for believing in me and supporting me, trusting in me even when doubts araise. Last but not least, I believe time is the best proof to what what truth and what is not. As long as we know we did no wrong, God is with us, and God is truth, thus truth will also bring us the justice in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trust and Obey the Lord never to lost Faith in God and goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an abstract from one of which I consider my mentor. He is a COE yet a very very humble man. This mentor of mine has always been very supportive and positive, giving me lots of encouragement all the time. He is one of my positive force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstract:&lt;br /&gt;"That's really outstanding News, congratulations from my deepest Heart!!! You can be very, very proud for this fantastic accomplishment. Don't forget you worked hard and studied in parallel,......wonderfull!!! Never lose faith in God is absolutely the right attitude!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you my wonderful mentor :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7462359437167272129?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7462359437167272129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7462359437167272129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7462359437167272129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7462359437167272129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/08/giving-glory-to-god.html' title='Giving Glory to God'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ymrZO1PZbU4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-8855100893578763423</id><published>2011-07-20T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T20:06:44.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading my old blog</title><content type='html'>Was suddenly curious about what I wrote in my old blog http://www.angelsketchbook.blogspot.com/ so, I popped by to browse through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if you feel the same or probably its just me...&lt;br /&gt;I seem to get hit by different emotions while reading each post in that old blog.&lt;br /&gt;Its interesting...what I could say is...yes, its filled with lots of emotions and thots...that could probably relate to people who have been through many tough time like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my blog is more peaceful and filled with more confidence...&lt;br /&gt;I guess, people grow especially after being through lots of ups and downs in life.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for all that God has given me throughout this few years...bringing me out of the darkness, just like that way He brought the Israelites out of Egypt to the promised land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a test of faith...perserverance required!!!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, God provide us through many ways.....and for me....He gave me good job, good bosses, good friends....importantly...good family that supports me when I needed certain support...even tho..there are times that I was left alone to handle the toughest time....but that makes me strong...&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, which is most important...God has NEVER GIVE UP ON ME..WHEN OTHERS DO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank God Father in Heaven for YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE THAT IS ALWAYS THERE FOR ME AND NEVER FORSAKE ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jesus!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-8855100893578763423?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8855100893578763423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=8855100893578763423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8855100893578763423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8855100893578763423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/07/reading-my-old-blog.html' title='Reading my old blog'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-9080435562555165273</id><published>2011-07-17T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T15:28:07.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the right one</title><content type='html'>Haven't being writing my blog for quite a while...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really tired everyday after work..&lt;br /&gt;Work seems to be busy and exhausting lately...&lt;br /&gt;many thots running thru the mind each day....&lt;br /&gt;Seems to lose focus occasionally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...so, what is going on in my life and what are the things that are troubling me lately???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....first financial....I am not a good financial manager...seems to run dry recently....esp...my car took up lots of my saving....esp this month..with the expensive car insurance, road tax and repair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two weeks ago, smoke came out of my car while I was driving half way near Kallang mrt, the water pipe burst...the radiator was affected..the radiator fan stop working...I had to call the workshop to tow my car away for repair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of events to attend which needs to fork out $$ as well...so tried to attend less so that I won't be broke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was troubling about having to spend my saving which was intended for my year end UK trip for my convocation..but well...learnt that I have to settle all my bills even tho if it used up all my saving...just trust that God will supply and provide me with my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since God has pulled me through my 3 years of studies..which many times seems impossible but was possible because of God.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for the day of my graduation to give God all the glory because without God, I probably could not have gone through these 3 tough years..juggling between work and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thot lately is about companionship. Joined those web dating thingy few months back...thinking to give myself a chance to know many guys and open up options for me. But frankly speaking...After signing up...I was not comfortable about it at all. Its ironic..on one hand...I wish to find a life partner...but on the other hand...I do not trust in relationship anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Founded someone nice who called me and wrote me love letters..from UK.&lt;br /&gt;But frankly speaking, I cannot bring myself to believe that this is true or how can I trust someone whom I have never seen and whether its a scam or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very troubled...not knowing if I should continue to get in touch with this person. An old friend told me..don't force it, let nature take its course...do not compromise..have faith believe that God will eventually bring the right one to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I do not understand what he meant by do not force it...I thot I was trying to open more option for myself...and ever tho I am not lacking of anything in my life..its fine even if I have no life partner..because I have all I need now..&lt;br /&gt;but as age seems to be catching up...this consideration pop up in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dishearted for a while and told God I didn't want to pray to HIM for a life partner anymore because I have been praying about this for ten over years..and I am giving up that God will grant me this wish..because what I want might not be what God wants to give me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till two days ago, another friend of mine told me, don't give up praying...God loves me and He knows I want a life partner and He will definitely give me...its just a matter of time. It doesn't matter if by then I am in my 40s...God only want to give me the best.&lt;br /&gt;She said the same thing..let nature take its course. I asked her, what does let nature take its course means..she explained..not to do anything trying to find that person...I don't have to do anything...just pray about it...when the time is up..he will appear infront of me..and if he is from God, everything will go smoothly..you will have peace in you....many times..The holy spirit in us told us that that is not the right guy or something is not right...so we felt no peace within us but we still go ahead getting ourselves involve in a relationship which is not given by God, and later on got ourselves hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, don't stop praying about this need for your life partner...believe and relax..let God bring that person to us.&lt;br /&gt;if he is mine, he is mine..there should not be fear involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started to pray to God again for God's guidance.&lt;br /&gt;Today's sermon speaks the same thing to me again...&lt;br /&gt;Let the holy spirit guide....Be patient and ask God for guidance...&lt;br /&gt;do not give in to lust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my final conclusion is...yes, if the guy who comes to me or I like do not give me peace...from God...then he is not the one... True love has no fear...like the bible says..so, conclusion..no more searching...if there is no peace...it means that person is not from God even tho he might seems to be a nice person...but he is not good for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from now on, I will let the holy spirit guide me...not more searching for the right one..but instead..let the Lord lead the one right to me..no matter how long it might take for this to happen.&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/7831487363266072195-9080435562555165273?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/9080435562555165273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=9080435562555165273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/9080435562555165273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/9080435562555165273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/07/finding-right-one.html' title='Finding the right one'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4529729471952232781</id><published>2011-05-14T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T13:20:24.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New goal in life</title><content type='html'>A thot suddenly came to me...&lt;br /&gt;I want to start writing a book...something like 'Angeline's life journal' or ...&lt;br /&gt;Since I love writing and sharing my life with people..&lt;br /&gt;(the main reason for writing blog since years ago...)&lt;br /&gt;I think it time for me to start writing an e-book about my life journey..be it for the good times or for the bad times...&lt;br /&gt;I believe there are many lessons of life which we can learn from each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man whom I mentioned in my previous post..&lt;br /&gt;he once told me..that I should write/ publish a book for all those things I shared on my blog..esp the precious lessons I learnt in life and realisation of life..with my interesting illustration of life..and the approach taken when encountering such ups and downs in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho my pen might have gotten rusty ...but I believe practice makes perfect..&lt;br /&gt;and many in the past has expressed their interest in reading my blog and even till present..whenever I shared with people whom I newly met about my little life experience...they were delighted and really appreciated my sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope that this book which I will be working on from now will bring enlightenment to many and help people to appreciate life...living the best of their life....thru-out their journey of life...with no regrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, this is what life is about...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a life...how to live it and appreciate it, treasure it..making your life a wonderful one...is all a matter of choice and perspective!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4529729471952232781?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4529729471952232781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4529729471952232781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4529729471952232781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4529729471952232781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-goal-in-life.html' title='New goal in life'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-5985290891962823094</id><published>2011-05-14T12:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:47:56.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thundering Saturday early afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The thunder is roaring furiously outside the windows….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, my heart is very peaceful….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My dog lily who usually cries when it rain…was sleeping so soundly…not disturbed by the roaring of the furious thunder…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cat Timmy still roam all over the house…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Since God answered my prayed and helped me to peacefully made the decision to let go of a man I loved for 7 years….knowing that his ‘broad’ kind of love is never what I wanted from the beginning. I told him we started off with the wrong foot and nobody to blame.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tho 7 years went by…lots of years it may seems…but I believe God has His wonderful plan..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This investment might seem wasted but when I take a step back to view what has been going on in these 7 years…my heart didn't grumble nor filled with any ill feelings…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This man had been there somehow when things didn’t turn out well for me in my work, family etc…I went to further study and became who I am right now…partially to get over him and to prove myself that I am a much better person. So what if he got someone new, has many new women going in and out of his life…He is always surrounded by women…there is no doubt…but one thing I am sure…I am much better than any of them…and no one can ever put in what I have put in over the years…not in terms of measureable material stuff…cuz he doesn’t need those…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Over these years…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I finally finished my last semester of my degree in Marketing (3years), I have made myself a better person, one who is self-confidence…love myself and ‘proud’ of myself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All these thanks to God my almighty Father and those who loves me dearest esp my elder brother who has been very supportive and providing me aid to get to my present status now…that is why he is the BEST brother in this world..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love my family, my pals who has been standing by me, quietly providing me understanding and help in my life….those who did not isolate me when a team suddenly isolate me for no precise reason….but I always believe…time will prove everything…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its been very tough 3 years of study and work in my current job…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My bosses are good and supportive..so are most colleagues..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But there are lots of stress which is not visible to others…and because of these…I fight even more furiously trying very hard to maintain good result…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I built very good relationship with people esp my customers and suppliers…who has been very supportive and close like friends…because they see my sincerity and that I treasure them. I am blessed to know many wonderful people in m life and all thanks to God, my father in Heaven, who has never leave me, forsake me, and always watching over me…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love you Lord…and I will NEVER leave you…because You have NEVER left me…and will always be here for me..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People ask how do you know your God is real..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;its easy…MY GOD LIVES….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel his presence in everything since the day he enters into my life..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and guess what…I think I am ready to try meeting new guys in my life…who knows..I might just get to know people to treasure and value me…love me…giving me Exclusive Love which that man in the past cannot provide me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gambatte!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have a great cozy saturday everyone!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Angeline loves you!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks for those who have been faithfully reading my blog over the years…even when I went missing for a long while…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;May God bless you!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;DOn’t forget…Jesus loves you!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-5985290891962823094?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5985290891962823094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=5985290891962823094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5985290891962823094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5985290891962823094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/05/thundering-saturday-early-afternoon.html' title='A thundering Saturday early afternoon'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2520140459926974023</id><published>2011-05-05T19:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:10:01.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ally passed away…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am feeling very depressed because my favorite dog Ally just completed her mission on earth on Monday midnight (i.e.3/5/2011).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It got us unprepared…my sis and I broke down….when we saw her lying there breathless…eyes wide open…but no more heartbeat…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;we shook her many times..calling out her name hopefully to wake her up…but useless…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I carried her up..her body is still warm but….the head no more supporting…..its really heartbreaking……&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sis broke down ….went really emotional….and start talking to Ally…as if she went crazy…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I kept my tears and ask her to pull herself together…we need to face this and deal with this..even tho my heart is bleeding and hurting the most…because Ally is the closest to me..she listens to no one except to me….she is like my daughter…..I really really missed her…and because of that…I know I need to hold back my emotions and get her settle in…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We placed her in the hold plastic box to let her rest in peace…tho her eyes are still open..cuz she is not ready to leave me…and I believe she tried her best to stay alive grapping for breath…till her heart suddenly stop beating..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till the last moment of her life, she listens to me..She left this world just the way I instructed her to rest….(I made a temporarly bed on the floor for her with pillow case and rolled with towel into a pillow for her so that can she well…cuz she has been coughing and not been able to sleep well).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Initially planned to bring her to the vet but it was long weekend vet is closed…but she couldn’t wait till the next day and left…..sob sob sob…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I love you Ally…You did me proud…and You are the best dog ever….thanks for everything..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks to God for giving her to me…Tho animal has no soul like human does…they left when their mission on earth has accomplish…and I want to give her credits for all the wonderful does she did..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BEST DOG AWARD GOES TO U ALLY!!!! U r my bestfriend who stays with me..whether I am happy, sad, angry or whatsoever…I missed your fun…cheerful….and silly face…my dear…love you always..and forever!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Angeline.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;here is a video clip of me and Ally.. &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:79f3212f-a3b6-4f23-a3d1-ef88a81a77f2" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="2dbb08d5-b4dc-426b-981a-4fd7d07ee612" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEJlRk1JUl4" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TcKFiJ9Z-VI/AAAAAAAADLg/-C7CJNjqKGU/videocdb898b29986%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('2dbb08d5-b4dc-426b-981a-4fd7d07ee612'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;448\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;277\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/UEJlRk1JUl4?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/UEJlRk1JUl4?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;448\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;277\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width:448px;clear:both;font-size:.8em"&gt;Ally going for her usual evening walk with me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2520140459926974023?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2520140459926974023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=2520140459926974023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2520140459926974023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2520140459926974023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/05/ally-passed-away.html' title='Ally passed away…'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TcKFiJ9Z-VI/AAAAAAAADLg/-C7CJNjqKGU/s72-c/videocdb898b29986%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1023639297823172360</id><published>2011-05-05T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:37:55.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No string attached…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;How often does such phrase appear to you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the actual fact I wonder how can string be strong enough to cause any effect..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t believe in attaching strings because it will break anyway…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I believe in sincerity, whatever that comes from the heart..thats is way stronger than any string there could be on earth..heart doesn’t lie….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many times, its the thots that caused the evil…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I believe everyone has conscience which God has input into them…but as time goes by…sins took over and people start to avoid the sound from the pure heart and turn to their lust or evil desire…this is when things go wrong…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, lets quiet ourselves and listen to what our heart really wants to say to us…Christians..pray to God for the Holy Spirit to guide us to do what is best for us…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we start to ignore the voice of the Holy spirit…sooner or later we will not be able to hear it anymore…sooo beware!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1023639297823172360?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1023639297823172360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1023639297823172360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1023639297823172360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1023639297823172360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-string-attached.html' title='No string attached…'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3477269409179873891</id><published>2011-04-30T17:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T18:20:53.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is an investment like stock..</title><content type='html'>Finally got to met up with Joyce last night..&lt;br /&gt;After I graduate Joyce seems to be really busy with her work and was not able to meet me for a number of occasion which I asked her...tho its always last min..&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad we met up last evening and spent quality time together..&lt;br /&gt;managed to finally passed her the presents I bought for her last year's birthday and christmas, cuz I have been so busy with work, study, exam and shifting of house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking I am feeling kind of lost now...after graduating and no more going for my class after work...rushing for assignments and exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little lost about what I want for my future..&lt;br /&gt;More income is a definite aim..in order to start saving up...&lt;br /&gt;Relationship....seems like a fairytale to me that does not exist anymore..&lt;br /&gt;To me...it only exist in my favor happy ending romance korean drama and not real life.&lt;br /&gt;In real life...there is not happy ending to place hope in...I guess you can say..I probably give up the belief in love already.&lt;br /&gt;Love=Risk.&lt;br /&gt;Its a form of investment...which requires lots of effort and all you have...putting into that basket..like buying shares....&lt;br /&gt;but you will never know the returns...it might just crash anytime like stocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I wanna do such investment?&lt;br /&gt;I did before (as in such investment in love), result...got myself 'burnt' and badly hurt...&lt;br /&gt;I can say...I no longer have the capital for such investment anymore after the crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...a question which I have been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;If a man I used to love and hurt me badly before comes back to me...wanting to have the good time together again...will I accept or not..&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I know if this stock burnt my hands before...if I really decided to try out this stock again...the mentality has to change...People learnt from their past experience and even if they fall...they will stand up and try again...and fall ...and try again...till they really succeed. Even if they did not achieve the result they initially wanted..that doesn't mean that they have lost the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean show taught me important lesson:&lt;br /&gt;Loser is when one face a problem, start avoiding it...and dare not face it with courage.&lt;br /&gt;Its alright to lost the battle and you are not a loser because you have tried your best and you faced it with courage. Only by then will you find the essence of life, the key to success and the answer to the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats my thots right now...I wanna challenger myself to see how much I have grown and improved these 3 years..and how I can better handle the same situation again...since I have already decided and know what could be the worst result of it which was once unknown to me and caught me off guard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3477269409179873891?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3477269409179873891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=3477269409179873891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3477269409179873891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3477269409179873891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-is-investment-like-stock.html' title='Love is an investment like stock..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2781851726693932884</id><published>2011-04-30T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T17:59:27.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worries</title><content type='html'>Life doesn't seems to be lacking of worries...&lt;br /&gt;But Bible say...Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dogs have not been eating well...&lt;br /&gt;Ally lost her appetite and refuse to eat the food given to her except unhealthy treats or the cookies which I eat...&lt;br /&gt;Changed new packs of food today..hopefully this will help them to increase their appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily has not been eating well..soo...she is getting weaker and not able to stand properly...thus cuzing sores on her legs..sigh...&lt;br /&gt;really feel sad to see my lovely pets behaving such ways.... :(&lt;br /&gt;God pls help them to start eating and get well... I pray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2781851726693932884?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2781851726693932884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=2781851726693932884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2781851726693932884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2781851726693932884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/04/worries.html' title='Worries'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1962330147631405665</id><published>2011-04-17T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T16:55:43.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not ready...</title><content type='html'>After many years.....(at least more than 3 years)...&lt;br /&gt;a familiar number appeared on my HP screen...&lt;br /&gt;Who is that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the Match Making Agency which I signed up many years back.&lt;br /&gt;After turning them down a couple of time more than 3 years ago...they stop calling to arrange any blind date for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly called me...say there is a guy who is a christian and newly joined with good income and qualification wanting to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;I took a loooooooooooooooooooooong pause..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady asked me why...I told her..after not engaging their service for a looooooong time.....I wasn't expecting their call...and I guess I am NOT READY for such blind date at the moment. She asked me why...I say...I was very disappointed with the date they arranged for me back then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess the main reason is.....I AM NOT READY to get back into love...&lt;br /&gt;But of course you could say start with friends...but who paid the agency sooo much just to find friends right???? All the blind dates has an intention to find someone they want to be their life partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me????? I no longer know if I want to do that anymore tho the member fee had been paid long ago...could gone to waste if I don't go...but serious........I am terrified. You could say I have no courage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 years....striving very hard for my current achievement be it for work or study...of course with the help of God and my family....not forgetting many people supporting me quietly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire concentrate is just work, study, exams and my family (with my brother's family). Relationship to me is now but fairytales....with NO HAPpy ENding...&lt;br /&gt;Its not something like work or study when you put in the effort you will get good results....All I remember and can recall about relationship is just hurt....and tears..sweetness is just no long lasting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...thinking about it....I seem to have very strong reaction whenever someone comes to tell me they wanna introduce a guy to me...Not sure how to describe this feeling....maybe...it feels like hitting myself against an iceberge infront of me..&lt;br /&gt;cold...and exhausted...waste of energy and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the lady I am not ready....I need time to consider...&lt;br /&gt;She asked when can she call me again...I told her maybe next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current thot???&lt;br /&gt;Relationship seems tooo unreal to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1962330147631405665?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1962330147631405665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1962330147631405665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1962330147631405665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1962330147631405665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-ready.html' title='Not ready...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4800219269461827281</id><published>2011-03-21T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:27:37.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally coming to the end of the chapter..</title><content type='html'>Finally...3 years has come to an end...&lt;br /&gt;A very tough 3 years ...thot the end will only be completed this Friday after the presentation of our Final Year Exam Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back of these 3 tough years...A sentence I could use to sum up all these years is "If not for God's grace and providence..its impossible for me to pull through.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout these 3 years... my prayers has been but one "Lord help me to pass and if You are willing..help me to get good results to glorify not name..not mine!"&lt;br /&gt;The day when I graduate...is that day I want to give all the glory to You Lord Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in these 3 years..I have been through the toughest time, almostly seemingly impossible for most people to pull thru if they are in my situation.&lt;br /&gt;And I know very well...if not that God is with me and guide me through providing me with all I need to focuz, understand, and perseverance..nothing of these can be achieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be a 'A' scorer..but definitely...I have put in my very best. That's what I can say. I believe the result is in God's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 years are filled with lots of memories..good and bad...happy and sad...bitness and sweetness..&lt;br /&gt;Finally this chapter of my life is coming to an end...while the next chapter of my life is beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at what I presently have...I can only say..."Thank You Lord for everything!" I am blessed with good family members esp my elder brother who has helped me alot throughout my advancement in life..I am blessed with good job...good bosses tho as predicted..no good things will stay forever...people change..I had been very troubled lately by someone in my company, knowingly or unknowingly using her 'pregnancy' as a weapon to gain favor at her side..trying to snatch my present status in the company and my boss trust towards me..in another words..trying to play office politic and climb over me..&lt;br /&gt;But I have nothing to fear..because....I believe Truth will set us free..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a choice and responsibility for the choice they made..&lt;br /&gt;If bosses chose to listen to her and continue to side her..&lt;br /&gt;Its probably time for me to proceed on to a better ground.&lt;br /&gt;I have no fear because God bless me with many things such as my faith in the Lord, Salvation, good family, good working experience background, good educational background and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men may plan their path ahead but its God that lead us to the better place..for we who are the children of God.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed and wept today...asking God to help me to forgive that woman..and those who did me wrong..because only if we forgive others then will God forgive us of our sins. Just as the Lord's prayer said.."forgive us of our sins...just as we forgive our debtors" Bible also said..before we pray..we need to forgive those who we refused or are unable to forgive, then will Lord hears our prayer.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the future may be...I will take step by step patiently as the Lord guides me. Now that I have forgiven those people...Not by my own power or might..but by the guiding and power of the Holy spirit...I can now be released from my biterness.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the future of next chapter maybe...I know I will be fine and even better..because..God is always there with and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord Almighty!&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for chosing me as Your children..for Your Salvation...Your Providence and Everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: No matter how great men is..they are but made of dust! Its by God's grace, love and blessing..that Men gets their true value.&lt;br /&gt;Recent Japan earthquake and tsunami makes me ponder again about life..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how weather and success a person maybe...&lt;br /&gt;If it is not God's grace...no men will be spare nor escape all these tragedy..&lt;br /&gt;Once tsunami comes...it wipes out even all the fortune of the wealthiest man..and even takes away the life..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how wealthy or successful one maybe..if earthquake or tsunami strikes..even if we live...everything will be wiped out...we will all go back to zero..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile...soo...live each day with thanksgiving...and appreciate all we have..because we will never know..what is going to happen the next sec.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I know...I am saved in Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever maybe...God has prepared a place in eternal happiness, ie. Heaven for me.&lt;br /&gt;Are you saved? Are you ready...when the hour comes?&lt;br /&gt;Believe in Jesus, confess your sins, know that you are sinners, forgive those who are against you and did you wrong, just as God has forgiven us..Ask God for the power to forgive them, then ask God, our Lord Jesus Christ to forgive us of our sins..and cleanse us from all our unrighteousness..and that we can become children of God and enter into heaven who Lord Jesus Christ has prepared for us when the time is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves you!&lt;br /&gt;The world richest person is one who has the Lord in his/her life.&lt;br /&gt;No riches can be greater than internal riches...&lt;br /&gt;内心的富足才是真正的富足！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4800219269461827281?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4800219269461827281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4800219269461827281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4800219269461827281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4800219269461827281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/03/finally-coming-to-end-of-chapter.html' title='Finally coming to the end of the chapter..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3027697676774992551</id><published>2011-01-19T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:07:25.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first reading spec</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Believe it or not…its time to put on my first reading specs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Even though many couldn’t tell my actual age, no one seems to believe that I am above 30..of age..People were astonished when I told them I am above 35years old…you can see the way they drop their jaw….Even though it is so…..but undeniable my ‘perfect’ eye sight has show signs of aging…knees seems to get weaken as well…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I have problems now looking at small wordings…and guess what….I tot it was because I was unwell that wordings seems blurry to me…but to my surprise just now…when I put on my first read spec…the words or text on my mobile phone seems unbelievably clear and sharp……I am shocked and surprised….to realised the actual state of my present eye sight..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Many thought that reading glasses is only needed at the age of 50s but in fact I learnt from many that people with prefect and good eye sight will tend to put on reading glasses earlier..usually after the age of 35…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Will this cause me to be more sensitive towards aging? I guess probably when I hit the Big ‘4’ then I would probably become more sensitive towards Age..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The secret of staying young is to stay young at heart..everyone reacts according to their perception of their age…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am never sensitive to numbers and I always stays happy…thus..this is my secret of having a younger look…but of course gene plays an important role as well…my mum doesn’t look like her age at look as well……she look appx…ten years younger than her actual age…so similarly I got that from her….&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Dressing and behave plays another important role……as well…if you think that you are an aunty or uncle and start to dress and behave like one…then ..of course you will be….&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So….stay happy and positive…and you will stay young &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TTbwGQ9OdkI/AAAAAAAADLU/qEkTSqswNcI/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"&gt; even if the body or eye sight start to age….&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3027697676774992551?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3027697676774992551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=3027697676774992551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3027697676774992551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3027697676774992551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-first-reading-spec.html' title='My first reading spec'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TTbwGQ9OdkI/AAAAAAAADLU/qEkTSqswNcI/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3535479450287226095</id><published>2011-01-05T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T11:47:25.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hat that Fits</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am a collector of Hats. There are people are are Boots Feetish and some one I know is Sofa Feetish. Me? I am Hats Feetish…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I look good in hats and caps, thus I have a number of them in my collection.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But not all Hat will Fit. I always remember a chinese phrase that goes “没那么大的头别戴那么大的帽子”it means one must know their own ability. Do not over estimate your ability. Everyone should get only what they deserve but of course God do give us blessings giving us what we do not deserve.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Talking about that, do you know the different between Grace and Blessings?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These two words are commonly used by Christians and many. But do you really know what it means?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Grace: Is God did not give us what we deserve, such as we are all sinners but because of the grace of God, He did not send us all to Hell but sent His son Jesus Christ to die for us on the cross so that we can be cleanse by the precious blood of Jesus to enter into Heaven rather than going into Hell (which by our sins deserved).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Blessing: Is what we do not deserve but God give to us. Many things in life is a blessing, such as our love ones, our family, our job, our school, our bonus, our bosses, our collegues, our house, our cars…etc..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok back to where I was…The Hat that Fits…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the past when I looked at the different salary range which people are earning… I start to ponder…how can people earn so much more than me….I always thinks its unlikely for me to earn anything within that range…owing at least 2 out of the 5 C is impossible for me..but now that I have achieved it. But still my thinking has not change…one needs to have the head that is big enough for the hat he or she wants to wear…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Higher pay or higher rewards meanings higher contribution and much more is required from me….am I able to manage it? Bro told me, I should get above $xxxx amount of salary for what he sees I am doing right now…if I am not getting it…that company is not rewarding me enough…but for me….hmm….that amount is not one which I can ever think of myself getting such amt in at least these two years…Brother has put on a Hat that is too Big for me to wear..and I feel breathless….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today I feel so stressed out with work…thus came out here to take a little breathe to breath a little….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time to get back to where I should be….putting on my ‘Hat’ for the day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3535479450287226095?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3535479450287226095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=3535479450287226095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3535479450287226095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3535479450287226095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/01/hat-that-fits.html' title='The Hat that Fits'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4307483770361806793</id><published>2011-01-04T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:37:41.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bouquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last night when I was on my way home after parking my car at the multi-storey carpark, as I was making my way out of the carpark, I walked pass a car…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What caught my eyes was this bouquet of beautiful roses placed infront of the windscreen of one of the car. Looks like a very romantic guy wants to give his lover a surprise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just imagining the blessed lady walked to her car and wants to start off her day or head off for somewhere…seeing a beautiful bouquet laying just right infront of her eyes on her windscreen…isn’t that romantic???&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My dream is that one day a guy who I like will send me a bouquet of flower to my office or give me such a surprise…that will really sweeten my entire day I guess…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How romantic this could be…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So far…this has yet to happen…the only bouquet I received from guy was first from my uncle on my 21st birthday, then from my ex-bf on our 100days and 200days anniversary but no bouquet on valentines…sad huh….hahaha…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well….will just have to wait patiently for the Mr Right to make his way to me… &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TSKyJFAHGxI/AAAAAAAADLQ/zAwY40pUHys/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4307483770361806793?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4307483770361806793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4307483770361806793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4307483770361806793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4307483770361806793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/01/bouquet.html' title='A Bouquet'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TSKyJFAHGxI/AAAAAAAADLQ/zAwY40pUHys/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7881351317498927830</id><published>2011-01-02T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:59:17.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a blessed person!!!</title><content type='html'>I am a blessed person indeed!!!&lt;br /&gt;With a thankful heart I give thanks for everything that God has given to me and our family thru-out 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho, life are filled with hipcups..but it makes us stronger and the family bonding even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese there is a saying...患难见真情！&lt;br /&gt;It means hardship is a test for real love or relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Through our hardship my family bonding grew very strong.....and we love our family and enjoy spending most of the precious possible time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my wonderful Parents esp MUM the greatest woman in the World!&lt;br /&gt;and my siblings esp my elder brother and my nice sister in law who is also my friend and my lovely niece :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love spending wonderful time together esp every weekend and special day!&lt;br /&gt;Such bonding does not comes easily. We went through alot to be what we are right now.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for providing our family with all our needs and blessing us in every way. My greatest wish is that one day, everyone in the family will accept salvation so that one day we can all enters into heaven :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take this chance to give thanks and glory to God for the entire 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for all His providence for my work, my study, my life, my finance, my family and my spiritual needs!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the good grades which he has given me and May all the glory be given upon HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Each exam is a huge challenge for me...I could only do my best at each situation, if you know what I have been through during each exam for the past two years.&lt;br /&gt;Each exam I made a prayer..."God, pls me to pass and if possible do well so that I can glorify Your Name-not for my own glory but for Yours."&lt;br /&gt;I may not be an A scorer but at least God has given me more than what I expect I could get esp with each tough situation I faced during exam.&lt;br /&gt;Each result slip seems to be a miracle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to get the result slip for last semester...Last Semester I really feel as if I would die anytime...because I was managing this new house renovation and getting the old house packed and preparing for my exam and shifting house in between my exams...situation was tough...and thank God I pulled over...Pray that I could still do well...so as to glorify the Name of God, that God is my provider..with Him All things is possible. It is Him who gives me strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more semester and I am graduating...&lt;br /&gt;After my final exam presentation in April this year, I will complete my entire Bsc (Hons) in Marketing from University of Bradford.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the day of my convocation in UK I will cry....and say "I have finally make it!!! Its soooo tough but God has been with me!!! May all the praise and thanks giving be given to God the Highest!!!" Amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is getting or have gotten their year end bonus and so did I...&lt;br /&gt;Blessed again....during the last day of the year 2010, bosses asked me to their house and did an overall eventuation...told me I did very well this year...and gave me lots of encouragement and we discussed on how I may improve even further this year. They gave me good rewards for my hardwork and good performance. Praise the Lord!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went shopping on the first day of 2011 for the family and myself to get something for them, mainly for my parents and youngest family since they are no longer working...thinking abt it now..there is another thing which I should do...&lt;br /&gt;haha....secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God once again for everything!!&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord continue to shower His blessings onto me and my family and all my love ones...praying for those who are unwilling and God may make their well again!&lt;br /&gt;God bless you and Jesus loves you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7881351317498927830?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7881351317498927830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7881351317498927830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7881351317498927830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7881351317498927830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-blessed-person.html' title='I am a blessed person!!!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3185404879198434962</id><published>2011-01-02T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:31:05.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovering your true identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello there! Happy New Year to you if you just pop by to my blog this year (2011)&lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TSBT5wopJgI/AAAAAAAADLM/mwp6GQBzGlk/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And Welcome to my blog, Dance with Sketches.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just a quick recap of why I named my blog dance with sketches, its because life is like sketches drew or to be drawn on the sketchbook so as to made perfect the final product.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everyone is alike a rough precious stones that needs trimmed of the rough edge and polishing in order bring out the true glory and fulfil their true identity in life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one really knows who they are until the day they depart this world, looking back at their entire life. No doubt we do know many things about ourselves but do we really knew fully who we are???&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this new year take time to quiet down ourselves…time about who we really are and what is our true identity. From Marketing point of view, Corporate Marketing analyse Identity as ACI2D i.e. Actual Identity, Communicated Identity, Conceived Identity, Ideal Identity, Desire Identity. See even eventually a corporate identity there are so many identity to take care of and align them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In a personal aspect, I think we all live by the Desire Identity, just like the Vision and Mission set in an organisation. And we tried to live out the ideal identity throughout our life making the best and giving our best out of everything situation. Not sure if this applies to you but it applies to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some times in life, we may want to communicate our actual identity to others but failed to do so, thus there is an misalignment between the actual identity and the conceived identity (misperception of others).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sound like a life that is so tense right??? Haha..don’t worry…this is not to stress you out in this new year but rather just to bring an awareness of the presents of these different category of identities, so that you don’t have to be too troubled by it…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For me, I believe that when we do our best at each situation (ideal identity), God will do the rest. Whether or not what is conceived by others is not fully controlled by us. Time will tells. And over the years, I learnt a precious lesson which a man I used to love in the past tried to taught me back then but I didn’t get it till after he left…i.e. we live for ourselves not for others.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the past, Angeline-Me, I have always live to please others, always placing others first, lost the real identity. Its always, if others is happy then I will be happy. I loved others more than myself and thus was living a stressful and unhappy life. I recalled that I couldn’t even answer a simple question like “Are you happy?”…My answer back then was long pause…..followed by “if…..this happen I will be happy..”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But now, I have changed over the years and learnt the precious lesson after living for others for 30years..i.e. I have learnt to love myself….I do everything for myself….and I learnt to think about myself first, what I want? Will I be happy? How will I feel? Am I really able to help or satisfy others at this moment? Do I really want to do it? Will I be happy if I do this for others at this moment? It might sound selfish…which it seems that way to me..in the past…but when I lived in out in a positive way….I became a happier person.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I no longer live for others. I have my life which I want to live for myself and do not want to regret looking back at my entire life knowing only then that my life is so empty and everything is only for others. And I learnt a true fact that Men can never be satisfy…it is not possible to satisfy everyone….so…just do what we can and what make us happy if we do it…then we can do with a sincere heart and be happy about it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life is not about satisfying others but living for ourselves and be responsible for ourselves not for others. So don’t take the responsibility which others should bear on your shoulder because everyone is responsible for their own life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The gate of heaven is a free gift…our responsibility is to point to them the way, guide them and sharing the words of God with them and the truth about salvation. But if the person refused to accept, there is no way, you can pull him/her into heaven. He or She makes the choice, to accept the gift of salvation or not. Salvation is personal, thus cannot be forced. God will not let anyone with an unwilling heart to enters into heaven unless he or she truly believed. So there is no such thing as forced to become a Christian. If you are forced to do so, there is problem with the doctrine of that church.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this new year, may you receive the true gift of salvation. Amen!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3185404879198434962?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3185404879198434962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=3185404879198434962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3185404879198434962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3185404879198434962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/01/discovering-your-true-identity.html' title='Discovering your true identity'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TSBT5wopJgI/AAAAAAAADLM/mwp6GQBzGlk/s72-c/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1863623210368866902</id><published>2011-01-02T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:35:05.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>Happy 2011 everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 has arrived..have you made your new year resolution after evaluation your 2010???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been evaluating my own performance in 2010 in all aspect of life..&lt;br /&gt;and came up with some new year resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not...take a moment and start working one out....so that you will have some aims and directions in this new year...&lt;br /&gt;Resolution is what we wish to achieve...but not neccessary will achieve...&lt;br /&gt;I am one who likes to plan things ahead...&lt;br /&gt;I hate the feeling of ambiguity...and hate to be rush...&lt;br /&gt;likes to take things within control...so it irritates me if I am suddenly FORCE to do something which is not within my plan.&lt;br /&gt;But even tho I hate amibiguity, it doesn't mean that I will escape when challenge by the unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take the challenge when I think its neccessary and make sure I do the best and have the 'ambiguity' within control after I start getting my hands on the job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this new year what is my resolution???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is part of the list..and probably might add on more along the way...&lt;br /&gt;1) Do well for my Final Exam and aim for at least a 2nd upper class honors if possible..and if God allows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Attend my graduation convocation in UK (London) in Dec 2011.&lt;br /&gt;3) Travel around Europe during my trip in UK for my convocation in Dec.&lt;br /&gt;4) Do better and improve in my work.&lt;br /&gt;5) Be a more compassionate person in certain aspect&lt;br /&gt;6) Spend more time caring for my parents&lt;br /&gt;7) Discipline my expenditure&lt;br /&gt;8) Pick up Korean language&lt;br /&gt;9) Bear a good testimony, do devotion daily and be well prepared for each children worship sharing&lt;br /&gt;10) Last but not least...perhaps...fall in love again...hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many might have a similar list with me...right...&lt;br /&gt;its just one way or another...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1863623210368866902?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1863623210368866902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1863623210368866902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1863623210368866902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1863623210368866902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6363777488444047668</id><published>2011-01-01T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T13:19:10.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jang Geun Suk &amp; Moon Geun Young - I'm In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="450" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i9hWk4y4h_c?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This songs makes me feel like falling in love...&lt;br /&gt;that's why I love korean drama and korean song...&lt;br /&gt;they bring out the essence of life....&lt;br /&gt;This song brings out the sweet taste of romance and happiness when falling in love..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I missed those feelings which I probably have left it in the past...somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;In this new year...Will my true love comes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps it better to stay as a happy single just as what I am right now...&lt;br /&gt;Either way...I believe God's way is the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men makes plans but its God that direct our Path ahead...&lt;br /&gt;Many times in life we hope for many things but not neccessarily may comes true..&lt;br /&gt;Esp for love or relationship...its never something which one may control...&lt;br /&gt;If its yours its yours...if it is not yours...no matter how tight you tried to grab hold of it....when the time comes...it will just slip away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evaluating my love journey...One thing I learnt...&lt;br /&gt;Love is warm and sweet...but may change anytime...so...cherish while we still have it....Loving a person is wanting the best for the person we love...I have done that many times throughout my love journey....not because I am a GREAT OR SILLY PERSON..but to me...there is no point holding back someone when his heart is no longer with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once let go of a man I love many many years back....not because we do not love each other..but I think he deserve someone better than me....and indeed he is now happily married with children....and I am very happy for him...&lt;br /&gt;We are still very good friends....forever....even tho we don't really meet up anymore since he is married...but I believe we still cares alot for each other and always will want the best for each other...&lt;br /&gt;He is the sweetest and heart warming person I known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A buddy of his once describe him as a flask that never runs out of water...&lt;br /&gt;meaning that he is one who will continue to give his best and his all to the one he love and never runs out of it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to you my friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the text message...Wishing you and your family a Fantastic New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your New Year Resolution for 2011?&lt;br /&gt;I will share with you mine shortly :)&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6363777488444047668?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6363777488444047668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6363777488444047668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6363777488444047668'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey there, how did you celebrate or spend your Christmas?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did you have a great Christmas?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a wonderful Christmas =) tho I was really busy like a Christmas bee…hahaha..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here is some highlights of my Christmas events:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Christmas eve: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Worked from home:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went Christmas grocery shopping at 1plus in the afternoon…and last min Christmas shopping and wrapping present and preparing food for 40 carollers…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mum prepare most of the major dishes whereas me and my sis prepared the fingering food so that the caroller could eat in within their tight schedule…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At 8pm Mum, dad and elder bro’s family arrrived bringing in the yummy food…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Church mate…Nic, his family and gf came….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Carollers arrived while we were still busy 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enjoy the Christmas carols and Christmas message follow by prayers by our Pastor Tang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the carollers left..its our family’s turn to feast…we had so much food left over since carollers are in the rush couldn’t really get to eat much..but they love our house and the food…hee..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We shared our food with our neighbours..knocking at their doors…sharing with their our delicious food for christmas….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we did gift exchange at 12am (midnight) –Christmas 25th Dec..(tho in actual fact Christmas doesn’t really falls on 25th Dec..)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We had great fun!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Christmas Day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went to attend Church Christmas Service at our Mother Church –Zion Presbyterian Church at 10am…there were lots of performance…bringing glory to God…and Jesus Christ our Savior..Thereafter its banquet with 1000 people at Singapore Expo Chinese Restaurant..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRhi0DlNgFI/AAAAAAAADK8/qQxNrtTvwpI/s72-c/album%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-259658989241336034</id><published>2010-12-24T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T12:15:38.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mickey and Pal Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" 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href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRLlESDgozI/AAAAAAAADKc/Tl4Vl-xzdmw/s1600-h/True%20meaning%20of%20Christmas%20copy%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="True meaning of Christmas copy" border="0" alt="True meaning of Christmas copy" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRLlF8BJd1I/AAAAAAAADKg/aijNNvd5iW4/True%20meaning%20of%20Christmas%20copy_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="458"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hey friends, are you in the Christmas mood?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I love Christmas, its my favourite season of the year!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Christmas is a season of love and thanks giving…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;And most importantly a season to share the greatest Love of all which is given by God Himself…Because God loves all mankind…so He gave His only begotten son (one and only son-Jesus Christ) to us 2000years ago….to be born as a baby in the manger to be the saviour of all mankind. Greatest gift of this Christmas is not gold or silver or branded goods..etc…but its the Sacrificial Love of God…giving us His precious son Jesus Christ to come to this world so that He could die for our sins on our behalf so that you and I can reconcile with God and enters into Heaven the wonderful place which God has prepared for you and me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So my dear friends and love one…today…I am going to share with you this greatest gift of all…the gift of eternal happiness, love, joy and Peace.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Believe in the Lord today and receive the greatest gift of all this Christmas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;May the true meaning of Christmas born in your heart today……&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Have a Merry and Blessed Christmas &lt;img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRLlGVEcDCI/AAAAAAAADKk/xZrw5t2_s8g/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Love..forever,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Angeline&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;(We love because God first love us)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4907645543996682403?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4907645543996682403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4907645543996682403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4907645543996682403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4907645543996682403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-mood.html' title='Christmas mood..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRLlF8BJd1I/AAAAAAAADKg/aijNNvd5iW4/s72-c/True%20meaning%20of%20Christmas%20copy_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6919178585956649512</id><published>2010-12-22T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:28:00.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of the Three Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaRa3sl9I/AAAAAAAADJ4/op6eG4D-WEI/s1600-h/three_trees_pic%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="three_trees_pic" border="0" alt="three_trees_pic" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaSUno2II/AAAAAAAADJ8/h5Z5HBLHUF8/three_trees_pic_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="489" height="331"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;As I was preparing for this Sunday’s Children Worship message, suddenly a story came to my mind. You have probably read or heard about this story before.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;As majority of the people are celebrating this Christmas season, whether knowingly or unknowingly about the true meaning of Christmas, let us quiet down ourselves…spend some quiet time to read and ponder about the truth which this story wants to bring to us.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty."&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;The second tree said, "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull."&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;The third tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me."&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter," and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;At the second tree the woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;One of the woodsmen said, "I don't need anything special from my tree, so I'll take this one", and he cut it down.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;When the first tree arrived at the carpenter's, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams. Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaTBW_JKI/AAAAAAAADKA/uftEtS8ZMHE/s1600-h/The-Christmas-Story-15%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="The-Christmas-Story-15" border="0" alt="The-Christmas-Story-15" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaUPD7q1I/AAAAAAAADKE/9CS9XlxZGBo/The-Christmas-Story-15_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" height="310"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and He stood and said "Peace" and the storm stopped.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaVPYF63I/AAAAAAAADKI/yx43W4FiwHs/s1600-h/chri0019%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="chri0019" border="0" alt="chri0019" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaVzZi78I/AAAAAAAADKM/I8vZCBF-KJQ/chri0019_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="414" height="348"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaXJuEPzI/AAAAAAAADKQ/MgDDuGcz0jU/s1600-h/Jesus%20crucify%20on%20the%20cross%5B4%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Jesus crucify on the cross" border="0" alt="Jesus crucify on the cross" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaYVs3mwI/AAAAAAAADKU/QiBsuFzGwN0/Jesus%20crucify%20on%20the%20cross_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="337" height="394"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;The moral of this story is that when things do not seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;Each of the trees got what they wanted, but not in the way they had imagined. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;We do not always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;May God bless you, this day... and every day…&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Baskerville Old Face"&gt;Have a meaningful Christmas &amp;amp; a Blessed New Year!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6919178585956649512?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6919178585956649512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6919178585956649512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6919178585956649512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6919178585956649512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/12/tales-of-three-trees.html' title='Tales of the Three Trees'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TRGaSUno2II/AAAAAAAADJ8/h5Z5HBLHUF8/s72-c/three_trees_pic_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4341236858350632972</id><published>2010-12-09T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:23:27.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;First time in my life I missed a flight…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Initially planned to visit HK 2 days in advance before the conference for my holiday…ended up I missed the flight…was too tired…after the shifting of house and exams…Supposed to reach the airport 2hours in advance i.e. 4.45am but was too tired so thot I can go an hour .earlier as sis suggested..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who knows I couldn’t book Comfort cab…the line was bz…thus called SMRT cab after a long try…still ended up reached the airport at 6.05-6.10am. But they refused to let me in…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am tremendously disappointed…had to pay S$100 extra to take the next flight which is on the next day 3.45pm….that goes my two days holiday…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;returned home sadly….and texted my HK friends abt this bad news…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However thank God the W hotel in HK which the conference was held is great!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;only one prefect word to describe that is W for WOW!!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The hotel svc is Fantastic…Design, ROOM everything is Fabulous….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The stay there is really unforgetable….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thot no shopping but the two days in Hotel…makes everything Worthwhile :))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks Bosses!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:f7709151-5e52-4540-92f0-1b9ba73c4388" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-cf5d486959ae2d04.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=CF5D486959AE2D04!276&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View HK 2010 e2v conference" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TQCD7XIVcHI/AAAAAAAADJ0/p6hfa1SEIiE/InlineRepresentation02774591-c0f6-44d1-b5e3-70a8ee815275%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:514px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-cf5d486959ae2d04.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=CF5D486959AE2D04!276&amp;amp;type=5"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&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/7831487363266072195-4341236858350632972?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4341236858350632972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4341236858350632972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4341236858350632972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4341236858350632972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/12/hk-conference.html' title='HK conference'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TQCD7XIVcHI/AAAAAAAADJ0/p6hfa1SEIiE/s72-c/InlineRepresentation02774591-c0f6-44d1-b5e3-70a8ee815275%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1289433156841704580</id><published>2010-12-01T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:41:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Albums</title><content type='html'>Since the invention of digital camera, people hardly develop the picture they take anymore....so is technology Good or Bad?&lt;br /&gt;Environmental friendly people would say that technology is good because we save the trees...less trees being chopped down to make into photopapers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was sorting some of my old pics into the huge albums which I bought...&lt;br /&gt;I realised that there isn't much pics which I developed over the years...&lt;br /&gt;Most pics are taken during the period of time when I was teaching in the childcare centre...those were that days which was filled with lots of smiles and laughter..&lt;br /&gt;I love children as they are pure, innocent and simple...&lt;br /&gt;But children are like a white sheet of paper....they are easily painted with beautiful pictures or destroyed by what is bad...&lt;br /&gt;Thus teaching a child is really an important lesson never to neglect esp the foundation years..the first 3-4 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese has a saying "san sui ding zhong seng" meaning at three it will destine the child's entire life.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing many parents do not discipline their children and let them do what they want..this really irritates me...those children are ill mannered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gets me irritated is that as a trained teacher in Children, I know what can be done and what cannot be done...these children can be well behave and well manner if they are handle correctly. Children under my hands are often well discipline..&lt;br /&gt;they are love me and hate me at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the pictures which I took in the past...there are some which I do not want to recall...or associate with...some people who betrayed me....&lt;br /&gt;looking at those pictures which these people took with me.....those were so happy pics..but at that moment...no one knows that life will develop the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;close friend may betray you, lover may change their hearts...of there are people who you appreciated and could have been your life partners but you did not accept them back in the past...if I am given a chance again...will my decision still be the same?? I believe it will because I am who I am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture helps to keep beautiful memories...and memorise that will stay forever even if the person is no longer with you.....&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should start taking pics again and develop them to keep into albums so that I can refer to...if I ever grew old.... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for everything in life...the happiness..the sadness...the different seasons of life....which makes my life sooo meaningful and exciting.....and most of all..thank you Lord for always staying with me.....and never depart from me.....&lt;br /&gt;What does your photo Album tells you????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1289433156841704580?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1289433156841704580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1289433156841704580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1289433156841704580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1289433156841704580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/12/photo-albums.html' title='Photo Albums'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-263946873876417655</id><published>2010-11-30T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T18:43:35.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's guiding hand</title><content type='html'>Recently I have been so busy struggling to cope with the renovation of my new house, packing of my 5-room flat to move into my new 4 room flat...space got smaller and many things need to be thrown away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the toughest time I had trying to manage with all the crucial things in life...the renovation couldn't complete as schedule and crashed with my shifting schedule..but we saw God's grace and guiding hand which eventually helped us to have it settled in somehow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renovation went overbudget, lots of hidden cost which was unknown to us till one by one it appears.....such as fixing of electrical points, buying of lighting, fixing lightings, delivery cost, stove and hood, tape and sink.....&lt;br /&gt;We met lots of difficulties in renovation and getting the contractor to do what we want. My contractor's coordination is very bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this renovation really teach us many lessons on how to be well prepare for the renovation and budgeting for the renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have sufficient time to revise for this time's exam as I need to watch over the entire renovation process and pack my house for shifting...&lt;br /&gt;since 3 weeks ago...I slept each night at 3am....packing and clearing stuff from my room after work...rushing to places to get lightings and water heater...and thereafter did a little revision in the mist of the tight schedule...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Exam period was really tough for me...I shifted house one day after my first exam paper...which happens to be my bestfriend's birthday...tho her buddies and even her bf contacted me to make surprise appearance...but that day was chaotic...renovation couldn't finished in time, painter still painting my house because they went to paint the wrong house few days ago...instead of my house...aircon man were fixing the aircon....the mover shifting all the staff from my old house into the chaotic new house....furniture shop suddenly pop up sending over the bed...and courts suddenly pop up to send the refrigerator....you can imagine how stressful we were that day...all thanks to the renovation company...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that it started to rain and there are other people shifting into the same block that day and managed to drag some time for the mover to shift my stuff in...&lt;br /&gt;otherwise it will be even more chaotic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time things are done in the new house...I rush back to pick my mum from the old house and some other remaining stuff from the old house and send them to the new house....finally settled in with lots of dusts and cartons everywhere in my new house..near midnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was way too exhausted even to do my revising for the next paper which is two days later...ended up only left one day for revision for each paper....its my final year and its really no joke to prepare for each paper...one day just for revision for the entire semester....try it....phew...you have to get 2 stack of books as thick as your dictionary and many researches you did before hand into that brain within a day..all I can say is...it is God's grace if I can pass and even do well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our course is no joke...the schedule is so tight...we have classes all the way till one week before exam...so don't really have much time preparing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shifted in....my dogs were very unsettled and insecure in this new environment esp Lily..she cries everynight and we were so worried that neighbours will complain and we couldn't sleep because of her...so you can imagine...how exhausting it is for me and my sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally exam is over and I went back to work yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;was unwell...went to see doctor...realised that I was having fever and flu...&lt;br /&gt;doctor knows I am over exhausted...gave me two days mc wants me to have sufficient rest to recuperate.....I was unwell the day before i.e. sunday so did not go to church....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...mc resting at home but still doing office work on off...didn't want it to affect my work....&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is ...my room is finally settled...&lt;br /&gt;now cartons in the house are mostly cleaned......house in proper shape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many who visited our house compliment that our house is really nice esp my kitchen..which is make of white and red..very outstanding...&lt;br /&gt;and they are amazing that my masterbed bathroom is able to fit in a bath tub...&lt;br /&gt;We will slowly purchase and add on more things to make this house nicer...&lt;br /&gt;spent all we have and exhausted our saving for this house already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at last a house of our own....&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for giving us a nice place to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;May you continue to bless this house of ours...May this house be a house of Good testimony...bringing glory to your name! Amen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-263946873876417655?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/263946873876417655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=263946873876417655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/263946873876417655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/263946873876417655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/11/gods-guiding-hand.html' title='God&apos;s guiding hand'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3085618997598497770</id><published>2010-11-05T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:47:19.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally settled down to do some Exam revision Planning</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy like a bee....lately...but more like what the chinese say "wu tou chang ying" a housefly without head...&lt;br /&gt;meaning....seeing no definite direction just keep busying and going...till I hit the wall somehow somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busying for at least 2-3weeks with the house renovation thingy...&lt;br /&gt;Finally settled all the lightings...and curtains...(majority...except the part where my contractor say he wants to do it himself...)..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really feel assured by this contractor...he had too much project in hand..keep forgetting this and that....so stressful for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about renovation is...not just to put things together but also budget constraint.....calculating how much cash in hand you have to pay for those that can only pay by cash....since I don't really have cash in hand till after this present house is sold....then we can afford to pay for the renovation...under special agreement..but things like lightings and water heater, electrical stuff needs to pay by cash....Good thing that Courts and ikea allows interest free instalment..otherwise..haha....dunno what to do...&lt;br /&gt;Just that we still need to fork out money for the lightings bought from elsewhere which is nicer...and water heater....(where I am getting from Balestier...the same shop which I bought the lighting..) the people there very helpful...just that they don't install for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I am getting a queen size bed...very excited about it...and its not cheap...costed abt 1k....&lt;br /&gt;You probably think that its cheap already...but for me...its my first thing buying so I think its really costly...&lt;br /&gt;and the bedding too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going out to Tampines Mall to grab so sales promotion there...hoping to get some good deals for the bedding for my queen size bed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then will come home pack and clear stuff from my room away...since new house, even tho I got the master bed room...there still isn't space to put in my stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be a thorough spring cleaning for me..&lt;br /&gt;Good lah...less thing to clean for coming chinese new year spring cleaning...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then going to start revising my Corporate Marketing exam...&lt;br /&gt;Of cus...must remember to take my medication..in between.....&lt;br /&gt;health sending me alerts for being so busy...and stress out...body couldn't take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God give me strength...will do bit by bit...&lt;br /&gt;I believe since all is in God's plan...He will never give me things that I cannot cope with....since He is my strength, provider and fortress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky looks dark outside...probably gonna rain....&lt;br /&gt;will probably drive to Tampines Mall...hope it doesn't Jam there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...back to the subject of settling down to do exam revision planning...&lt;br /&gt;After I got myself settled down to do some planning...&lt;br /&gt;I realised that it is impossible to move 2 days before my exam....&lt;br /&gt;will waste the public holiday for my study...&lt;br /&gt;thus I shifted it back by three days...which is on the 20th November, saturday so that I can have at least two days to study for my exam subjects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have exams on:&lt;br /&gt;19 Nov, 23 Nov, 25Nov and 27 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;and I am moving house on the 20th Nov.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot shift back anymore because the new owner is taking over on 26th Nov.&lt;br /&gt;so I am stuck in between...my exam with shifting of house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get over this...&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me ya...&lt;br /&gt;those who can help me with my study...do let me a helping hand to help me understand and do my revision with better understanding at the shortest possible time..&lt;br /&gt;that will be good...cuz I am running out of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is crazy for me...piling up high...so worried to disappoint my bosses...that's why even I am sick (on mc) at home...and even today is public holiday...I am still working some how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...went to see Green cross for my terrible ear infection...&lt;br /&gt;that doctor suggest to me for early retirement and enjoy life...&lt;br /&gt;he keep telling me that I need to enjoy life....and relax...after seeing and knowing that I have been taking stress releasing pills for many years...to release my tension and stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suggest that I migrate to Australia...hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;such thots never really come to my mind...&lt;br /&gt;perhaps..who knows in the future...if I married someone from another country...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta go..time is running out...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Deepavali....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3085618997598497770?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3085618997598497770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2623879982763252264</id><published>2010-11-05T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:21:02.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally got to read Sandra's blog again...</title><content type='html'>Finally got to read Sandra's blog again...&lt;br /&gt;I have lost her blog address since I changed my laptop...&lt;br /&gt;Glab to see that she is doing well...&lt;br /&gt;Always love reading her blog and imaging me with her....hee...&lt;br /&gt;I missed those time when we were together in Melbourne...&lt;br /&gt;wait huh...wait for another two years...probably I may be able to visit you, Peter, my godson and my god daughter then...hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must take pic to show me okie...&lt;br /&gt;Pass your present to May already...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks May for the help to bring things to her....&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great wonderful trip to Melbourne.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2623879982763252264?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2623879982763252264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=2623879982763252264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2623879982763252264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2623879982763252264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-got-to-read-sandras-blog-again.html' title='Finally got to read Sandra&apos;s blog again...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6340629692175402087</id><published>2010-10-19T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:36:26.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Helen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TL2QwrDhsHI/AAAAAAAADJg/_FSSDrkeqQQ/s1600/thumbnailCAKIN0LP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TL2QwrDhsHI/AAAAAAAADJg/_FSSDrkeqQQ/s320/thumbnailCAKIN0LP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529735083346473074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if Helen ever get a chance to visit my blog...&lt;br /&gt;I doubt she reads blogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...wanted very much to attend and help out in her church wedding tomorrow but couldn't because I am soooo tied up by work...still in office working at 8.30pm now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will definitely make it for her wedding dinner on thursday evening..which means I am skipping my class for her big day...don't wanna miss such an important day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless your marriage Helen &amp; Eugene! :))&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20.10.2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6340629692175402087?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Sandra!&lt;br /&gt;As you know I am really bad with numbers...I hope I didn't get your birthday wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway dear...I got you your birthday present yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't managed to find the exact thing you wanted but similar and really sweet ones..I think you will love them....hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss u and your family dear :))&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and stay happy!&lt;br /&gt;May our Lord continue to shower you with grace and blessings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline (ET ganma)..hee :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7068257244325175739?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7068257244325175739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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my new (extended life). Isn't it amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back...&lt;br /&gt;18years ago...I asked God to give me a chance to live again....and extend my life so that I can live as a better christian for him....and have I done so???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing my first 18years of initial life and the 18years of my extended life...Indeed I have....tho...I am still not perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many more 18years will one has to really live up a good christian life...a life that is pleasing to God???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to ponder...to give thanks for another 18years of blessings...grace...and mercy.....Is this why I am feeling exhausted lately....feeling that my body has started to age???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess u must be laughing....at an age of 36...I am not young anymore...of course..bones and knees starts to ache....eye sight starts to get blurry when I see things too near or small.....&lt;br /&gt;Yes, undeniable.. even if I do not look at my actual age...many still thinks that I am below 30s.....Aunty &amp; Uncle still call me xiao mei ....(little girl) when I go to buy food...the body does feel that difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...what will the next 18years of my life be....or will I even live another 18years......Life is so fragile......&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is like a new challenge...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I juggle and struggle and pray for knowledge, wisdom and strength....&lt;br /&gt;to take on the battle....to conquer each battle of the heart....so as to become a better me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to make a wish that if I can chose the way to die...I wanna die with illness on the bed so that I can spread the gospel....till the last sec I leave this world to meet our Lord in Heaven...&lt;br /&gt;unknowingly..thinking that I may have brain tumor and die....probably because I think alot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recently....seeing that a child whom I know...at the age of 2 was suddenly discovered with unoperational brain tumor....&lt;br /&gt;seeing how it hurts the parents...and how everyone ard this child struggle with each day....trying their best to find a solution to prolong his life and make him well...&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts....its exhausting but cannot give up.....until the battle is won...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to think...maybe....I should not think of having my life to end that way...&lt;br /&gt;But in whichever way my life will end....I pray that even at the very last breath...I can still witness for the Lord...and share the gospel.....telling them that Jesus love them...and that heaven's gate is open for them...all they have to do is just acknowledge that they are sinners and believe in Jesus that Jesus can save them from their sins by using His precious blood to wash away their sins...They will receive salvation...and I can meet them in heaven one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever life maybe...be it for another 18years to live...or many more 18years to go...or 18hrs or 18mins..even 18secs...&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God will never leave me...and will be my Lord forever...till the day I return to Him in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;For as long as my journey on earth...God will renew my strength for each day..and let me battle on...and testify for Him....bear witness for the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found your direction in life?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you are going???&lt;br /&gt;How are u to live each day of your life????&lt;br /&gt;Are you wasting your life away????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious...live each day as if it is your last day....and live with no regrets.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6896608114852672857?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-8607464633251971970</id><published>2010-10-10T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T17:46:03.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots in Mind</title><content type='html'>Lately I have lots of things in mind...&lt;br /&gt;found myself tangling up with many worries and events in life...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I lost the focuz of life for a moment...&lt;br /&gt;Even tho I asked God for help...praying and knowing that God will guide me thru and provide me with strength each day..&lt;br /&gt;but still feeling exhausted and heavy hearted....&lt;br /&gt;Finding myself sighing alot lately...out of breath..and breathing hard....so as to cool myself down...when getting upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after quieting down myself today....I found the source to this problem..&lt;br /&gt;that is even tho I prayed for the Lord to help me...but I did not really let go of my hand to let God handle it for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I recall this Christian korean animation which depict a man putting in things in his life into his bag. Each day in life, he feels that his burden is getting heavier and heavier...and he started to grumble to God that why hasn't God helped him with his burden...and eventually he found the problem that is even tho he asked God for help but he did not let go of his hands on the baggage (burden) he has and hand in to the Lord....that's why his burden has never left him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is exactly what is going on with me right now...&lt;br /&gt;There are many things going on in life...WORK...mainly...as bosses are not around because they have more important things in life which need their focuz and they entrust to me to oversee for them and of course handling major cases for them..&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are not well as well..Ally just had her operation to remove her huge turmor..as big as my palm size...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKBBxEyVI/AAAAAAAADJQ/1MCPjU8xDJ0/s1600/Photo-0760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKBBxEyVI/AAAAAAAADJQ/1MCPjU8xDJ0/s320/Photo-0760.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526349968019081554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKA6CifDI/AAAAAAAADJI/m_MGjAbv1y0/s1600/Photo-0758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKA6CifDI/AAAAAAAADJI/m_MGjAbv1y0/s320/Photo-0758.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526349965944847410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have a question "what is that round thingy around Ally's neck?" I forgot what is it called but its to prevent her from reaching to her wound to lick her wound..so that she can recover faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that I sent her for her operation on Friday..because Doctor found 4 other small tumor and had them removed as well..at the same time doctor also asked me for permission to remove 5 of her teeth..leaving only 3 teeth now for her as they were not in good condition..&lt;br /&gt;Fetched her back yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;here is some pics of her after her operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKAmEIGFI/AAAAAAAADJA/DhWkxqoEWiU/s1600/another+stitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKAmEIGFI/AAAAAAAADJA/DhWkxqoEWiU/s320/another+stitch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526349960582797394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKABZi0AI/AAAAAAAADI4/5Fi5fT2M9n8/s1600/Large+tumor+removed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKABZi0AI/AAAAAAAADI4/5Fi5fT2M9n8/s320/Large+tumor+removed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526349950740516866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I was...I woke up this morning feeling really exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;Even tho I slept at 9plus last night but due to the eventful day yesterday...and an exhausting week with lots of hipccups and misunderstanding...it really makes me feel weary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During today's service in church, I prayed to God to ask for forgiveness and ask for guidance to know where goes wrong and how to cope with all these..&lt;br /&gt;Finally, just a while ago....I got my answer....&lt;br /&gt;that is tho I prayed, but just that the man in that animation...I forgot to release my hand and pass on these burdens into the hands of God and trust that Lord will take care of these burden for me and takes it away from me..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Father in Heaven...and thank you Lord, &lt;br /&gt;Without you, I think my burden will grow just like my dog's tumor...bigger and heavier each day..and eventually affecting my health and even threatens my life....&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for being my Lord, my Provider, my Shepherd, my Friend, my Lover, my Doctor and my Surgent...to remove the 'Tumor' of my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible: Matthew 11:28-30 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 28"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise and thanksgiving to God forever and ever and ever...Amen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-8607464633251971970?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8607464633251971970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=8607464633251971970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8607464633251971970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8607464633251971970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/10/lots-in-mind.html' title='Lots in Mind'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TLGKBBxEyVI/AAAAAAAADJQ/1MCPjU8xDJ0/s72-c/Photo-0760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6980394088325749436</id><published>2010-10-06T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:50:11.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parable of the Sower</title><content type='html'>No sure if you have ever read the Parable of the Sower in the bible..&lt;br /&gt;It describes the seeds that falls onto different grounds and what happen to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each seeds is like you and me...&lt;br /&gt;We are all seeds that falls on different grounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get very sad to see...Christian...not cherishing what they have..the salvation they have as a christian..and seek after other alternative or pleasure in life...&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me to say my friend..."You are really not knowing what you are missing out..and this will be the Biggest regrets in your life..I promise you!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have thrown away the key of heaven which was given to you..and chosen a key to the eternal fire....darkness...and loneliness...and a path of no returns...when the door of salvation is close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Parable of Sower to share with you...&lt;br /&gt;This is the check list for you and me...see which seed are you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 13 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 13&lt;br /&gt;The Parable of the Sower &lt;br /&gt;1. That same day Jesus went out of the house and sat by the lake. &lt;br /&gt;2. Such large crowds gathered around him that he got into a boat and sat in it, while all the people stood on the shore. &lt;br /&gt;3. Then he told them many things in parables, saying: "A farmer went out to sow his seed. &lt;br /&gt;4. As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up. &lt;br /&gt;5. Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow. &lt;br /&gt;6. But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root. &lt;br /&gt;7. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants. &lt;br /&gt;8. Still other seed fell on good soil, where it produced a crop—a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was sown. &lt;br /&gt;9. He who has ears, let him hear." &lt;br /&gt;10The disciples came to him and asked, "Why do you speak to the people in parables?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 He replied, "The knowledge of the secrets of the kingdom of heaven has been given to you, but not to them. &lt;br /&gt;12. Whoever has will be given more, and he will have an abundance. Whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken from him. &lt;br /&gt;13. This is why I speak to them in parables: &lt;br /&gt;"Though seeing, they do not see; &lt;br /&gt;though hearing, they do not hear or understand. &lt;br /&gt;14. In them is fulfilled the prophecy of Isaiah: &lt;br /&gt;" 'You will be ever hearing but never understanding; &lt;br /&gt;you will be ever seeing but never perceiving. &lt;br /&gt;15For this people's heart has become calloused; &lt;br /&gt;they hardly hear with their ears, and they have closed their eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Otherwise they might see with their eyes,hear with their ears, understand with their hearts and turn, and I would heal them.'[a] &lt;br /&gt;16. But blessed are your eyes because they see, and your ears because they hear. &lt;br /&gt;17.For I tell you the truth, many prophets and righteous men longed to see what you see but did not see it, and to hear what you hear but did not hear it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. "Listen then to what the parable of the sower means: &lt;br /&gt;19. When anyone hears the message about the kingdom and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what was sown in his heart. This is the seed sown along the path. &lt;br /&gt;20. The one who received the seed that fell on rocky places is the man who hears the word and at once receives it with joy. &lt;br /&gt;21. But since he has no root, he lasts only a short time. When trouble or persecution comes because of the word, he quickly falls away. &lt;br /&gt;22. The one who received the seed that fell among the thorns is the man who hears the word, but the worries of this life and the deceitfulness of wealth choke it, making it unfruitful. 23But the one who received the seed that fell on good soil is the man who hears the word and understands it. He produces a crop, yielding a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was sown."&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Repent and confess your sin...Return to the Lord before its too late...and before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that as long as you ever believe in Christ and live as a so-call christian but not having a life of a Christian...does not bear the fruit as a Christian....and you are fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware "Whoever has will be given more, and he will have an abundance. Whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken from him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stop attending church...and stop spending time with God everyday...&lt;br /&gt;You my friend is at risk....&lt;br /&gt;even what you have ...(as a christian) might be taken away from you......&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself...are you really a Christian???&lt;br /&gt;Are you living your life the way God wants you to be according to the Bible???&lt;br /&gt;or are you living a life of lust and pleasure???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware....and Repent now...come back to the Lord..for you are not sure..if the next moment...where you will be...and what will be your judgement you have to face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is more than pleasure...food and drink.....&lt;br /&gt;Life is more than 100years on earth...&lt;br /&gt;Compare 100years on earth and eternity.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be wise...and make the correct choice...&lt;br /&gt;Plan and store up your treasure in heaven and not on things which will rot/spoil/stolen by theft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless..&lt;br /&gt;May the Holy Spirit guides you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6980394088325749436?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6980394088325749436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6980394088325749436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6980394088325749436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6980394088325749436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/10/parable-of-sower.html' title='Parable of the Sower'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7858906504238173949</id><published>2010-10-05T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:28:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks &amp; Glory be to our Lord Jesus Christ!</title><content type='html'>Finally got my result for last semester...&lt;br /&gt;I must say...I wasn't very confidence abt last semester exam but its really tough...&lt;br /&gt;even more worried if I will pass or fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the result was released....Praise and thanks to our Lord Almighty for His grace and blessing...&lt;br /&gt;I got 3 Bunnies and 1 Cat...if you know what I mean..&lt;br /&gt;Thot I didn't get any Apple...but I am happy enough and thankful enough...&lt;br /&gt;esp my current job requires lots of my attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 3 is really tough...&lt;br /&gt;I always work hard and pray hard that I will do well in my exams and work..&lt;br /&gt;Not for my own glory but for my Creator's glory...&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe that Men must put in 100% and then leave the rest to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't do well..it will mean I need more time and probably needs to understand what was taught correctly so as to pass and score well..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the result maybe...I have no say but to leave it to the Lord...knowing that I have put in all my effort...and have no regrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live again..is to live a life without regrets...&lt;br /&gt;That's that also why...I try to put in 100% in everything I do...at my limited time..&lt;br /&gt;so that I live a life with no regret...knowing that I did my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The score doesn't really matters to me...&lt;br /&gt;A good result is a bonus to me...&lt;br /&gt;A fair result is a blessing to me....&lt;br /&gt;A bad result means I need to better understand what was taught...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a phrase which I totally agree...&lt;br /&gt;that is "Do your best and God will do the rest!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing my best...I leave no regrets in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember sharing with my buddy Emily in my car the other night..&lt;br /&gt;"I am contented and ready for the time to come."&lt;br /&gt;Emily was shocked!!!&lt;br /&gt;Never has she heard anyone saying such words..&lt;br /&gt;I explained..."I am not saying that I want to die..I am basically saying that I am contented with everything God has given me...be it the good times, bad times...all those learning curves in my life....I am grateful for the extension of my life...and I believe I did what I can everyday in my life..and no regrets..Importantly...I know where is my final destination and I have no fear..." Do you know yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question for all of you my friends and readers...(if God leads you here to my blog)&lt;br /&gt;1) If tonight you are to leave this world, base on your current belief and understanding do you think you will go into heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If at the gate of Heaven, Jesus ask you..."Why should I let you into heaven?" what is your answer????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible, Jesus said "I am the way, the truth and the life...no one goes to the Father except thru me.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a definite answer knowing where you will be after you leave this world?&lt;br /&gt;Are you certain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that I will be in Heaven, back with my Father in Heaven...when His time arrived...and my mission on earth is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who tells you that life is base on age...&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever attend an infant's funeral...or a child's funeral or a close friend's funeral??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended countless funeral...esp Christian...&lt;br /&gt;each time it makes me ponder about life...&lt;br /&gt;Life is not about age...&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean a 69 years old will pass away before a 54 years old..&lt;br /&gt;Are you certain at what age...you will end your journey on earth?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for it???&lt;br /&gt;How to be certain???&lt;br /&gt;Answer is simple: Believe that you are sinner..just me everyone...that you lie, you get angry...do what you ought not to do...and don't do what you ought to do...you hate...you steal the time from work...to go facebook...and scolded your parents...etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask God for forgiveness...Ask the Lord Jesus Christ to wash away your sins with His precious blood that you can be without sin to enter Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is a holy place where no sins can enter.&lt;br /&gt;That's why Christian needs to confess their sins everyday..to have the precious blood of Jesus Christ to wash away our sins...&lt;br /&gt;And become the children of God..&lt;br /&gt;As children of God...you can then enters into heaven...&lt;br /&gt;Believe and be save..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem about today's society is that people don't believe that anything is free.&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is Free and people do not believe that it could be that easy..&lt;br /&gt;that's why many did not believe in Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many believe in Jesus when they are helpless...and hopeless...&lt;br /&gt;Then will they dare to give it a try to OPEN their hands to receive this FREE gift from God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say my friends..and love ones...&lt;br /&gt;since day one that I believe in Christ...when I was in my Primary 3..&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NEVER REGRETED. TILL NOW I AM SURE AND VERY SURE OF WHAT I BELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;ONLY JESUS CHRIST IS THE ONE AND ONLY GOD...AND ONLY THRU HIM THAT U AND ME CAN BE SAVE FROM OUR SINS...AND RECEIVED SALVATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend...open your heart today...look at the stars, the sun, the sky....doesn't the nature tells you that there is a creator...out there and up there that loves you my friend???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Believe in the Lord and be ensure..where you will be...after we sign off from this journey of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel:)&lt;br /&gt;Angeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7858906504238173949?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7858906504238173949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7858906504238173949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7858906504238173949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7858906504238173949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/10/thanks-glory-be-to-our-lord-jesus.html' title='Thanks &amp; Glory be to our Lord Jesus Christ!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-9033180909610944206</id><published>2010-09-26T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T23:18:44.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding a different perspective</title><content type='html'>Everyone has different experience in life, and our experience, personality leads us into different perspective in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many lens and schools of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;There are endless arguement througout the history, debating against who is right and wrong. But in fact there is no absolute right and wrong since there is only different of perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing which I believe and that you might or might not agree..&lt;br /&gt;If one holds the perspective from God, that can never be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;What men can see on earth from where he/she stands only provides her with certain views of life and his/her present situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God from above, sees it all.&lt;br /&gt;And how to view from the perspective of God is to stay close to God, reading His words, praying and understanding how God will see and react.&lt;br /&gt;Just like a lover or your bestfriend. The more you love him/her and spend time interacting with him/her, you get to understand and knows how he/she will think and act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a complex equation which many cannot solve and I am blessed to gain certain insight and managing it pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;That is the issue of God's will and Man's responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, I was having a friendly dedate with a German friend, talking abt life. Our discuss about God's will and God's control.&lt;br /&gt;He is a Catholic whereas I am a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;He does not agree that God has 100% control because he feels that the evil one (Satan) has some control which bad things happen to Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a difficult equation for men to understand..&lt;br /&gt;One can only solve such equation by one formula...that is faith...&lt;br /&gt;With faith I am able to understand what it means that everything is in the will of God yet men has 100% responsibility...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the story of Test of Abraham by Satan...where Satan seek God for permission to take away everything which Abraham has to test God blessed him with everything he has...Did Abraham passed the test, initiated by Satan? Did Satan win?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, in the end, God is right, Abraham remains faithful even when all he has had been taken away from him...In the end...God bless Abraham even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal belief is that I believe all happens for the good of those who love HIM (GOD)...even tho at this point of time it might seems negative...but if we strive on with Faith...knowing and trusting in God's good will....eventually we will see the light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganbatte!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the Lord without seeing the current circumstance...&lt;br /&gt;Remember...how Jesus calm the storm????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-9033180909610944206?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/9033180909610944206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=9033180909610944206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/9033180909610944206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/9033180909610944206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/09/holding-different-perspective.html' title='Holding a different perspective'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4841695495426324422</id><published>2010-09-26T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:37:36.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy-ness</title><content type='html'>Busy-ness is nothing new to me..&lt;br /&gt;Each day trying my best to juggle with up coming events and surprises in life requires lots of strength and prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its God that makes everything possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately other than copping with studies, work load seems heavier for me.&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to help my bosses to take over whatever I can so that they can focuz in something more important and critical for them at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is only one Angeline, no matter how hard I try...its limited of what I can do at the same time...I have only one brain, one pairs of hands and one mouth two ears...just like everyone..&lt;br /&gt;Thus in the mist of taking over my bosses' workload or important project..at the same time I have to delay some of my minor projects..but at the same time struggling to avoid having my customers to feel neglected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit...I didn't do a good job...lately lost concentration...what my mouth speaks no longer tally with what my brain thinks...because my brain is too occupant with many matters to handle and how to solve the problems...&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is...no mistake made..Praise the Lord..and for work which requires concentration and analysis of problem solving...it is still in good control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...I am tired..esp trying to grab as many time as possible to do my revise for my study....Study is getting tougher esp it my last year and six mths before graduation or completing my degree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is...my 1st year 1st semester's supplementary paper issue is finally settled after two years...somehow there is miscommunication in the school's admin that my decision two years back was not being brought forward correctly to our UK university that is why they keep sending me letters to remind me to go for my supplementary paper or infact as my 1st attempt of the paper taking into consideration the mishap I had back then. Out of good will the school want to let me retake that two papers so as to take as my 1st attempt for the exam so as to be fair to me. However that isn't what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Esp year 3 is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;This semester I have 4 modules, meaning 4 exams to take.&lt;br /&gt;If I need to retake that two modules its going to be 6 exams...its going to be so stressful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so of course I opt for having them to keep my result as it is, since I can still pass with that result and it should not affect my final scoring for my Hons degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want addition stress esp at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;I need to concentrate in my work, my year 3 exams to make sure I do my best and score well if possible, at the same time copping with two sick dogs at home..and my new house renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to start the renovation beginning next month and move in beginning Dec and celebrate Christmas this year at our new place, tho its gonna be a smaller place.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that renovation will goes well and my new house will be nice and cozy:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to send my dog (white dog) Ally for her operation next mth (oct).&lt;br /&gt;The lump in her breast (likely to be breast cancer) is growing as big as my palm size. She is the closest to me..Tho she is still a happy 'girl' jumping around as if she is not sick..and always smiling, looking silly at me..everyday...that is why its even harder to accept that she is having this terrible sickness in here.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that after the operation, she will be well again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad happenings around me...I pray oh Lord that You will show your grace and mercy not just to me, to my dog and people around me and their family...especially those in the struggle, fighting hard for the battle of life and death...Lord be with them and give them strength and hope in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You extended my life about 18years ago...may You also extend the life of the little ones...even tho You mentioned that those who cannot differentiate the left and the right, not knowing right &amp; wrong (the children), salvation is given to them, because God, You are Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel, and God be our Strength!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4841695495426324422?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4841695495426324422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4841695495426324422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4841695495426324422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4841695495426324422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/09/busy-ness.html' title='Busy-ness'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-138848455175846407</id><published>2010-09-04T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T11:57:52.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing a new place</title><content type='html'>Its the first time I am getting a house.&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not getting married...sorry to disappoint you :)&lt;br /&gt;I am getting a house with my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;Moving nearer to my elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never know that 'building' a house of your own could be that stressful and lots of things to take into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;First..satisfying your parents yet not wanting them to ruin your 'idea concept of your house' because its your house.&lt;br /&gt;Second, BUDGET...never know that renovating a house could cost so much and 20k cannot get you anywhere...you can only get the least and minimum.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of hidden cost, such as lightings, heater, aircon, accessories, fan, electronic stuff, fridge, tv and so on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I got my 1st master bed room. Though I could get my bathtub. Its always being my dream to have my bath tube...never know buidling a bath tube could cost additional thousand over dollars...it over our budget...thus I have to wait till I get my bonus..hopefully I can get...then I can finally have my bath tube. &lt;br /&gt;But that will not happen till probably next year.&lt;br /&gt;Even getting my 1st queen size bed costed me S$900+...that is not with the ideal mattress which I want. I probably have to top up another S$200 to get that ideal mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our budget for each room is only S$2k. So I ended up getting only a wardrobe (customise-6feet) and a queen size bed. Others I will need to save up and add on later..bit by bit...Anyway, with that bed...currently already exceeded my budget by S$200..if to get a better one..will exceed by S$400...&lt;br /&gt;I still have to buy the curtain for my room and the track and curtains for my bed...cuz I want to do up my 'princess-like bed'-something like a canopy bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good thing for this renovation is that my sis is very supportive to how I wish the house to be done up. Thanks sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new house concept is cafe-relax style.&lt;br /&gt;Each room will have its own theme tho.&lt;br /&gt;Will probably settle which renovation company to use by this or next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideally will have house warming during this coming Christmas..and have our carolling group coming over to sing carols during christmas eve:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our Lord blessed this home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-138848455175846407?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/138848455175846407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=138848455175846407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/138848455175846407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/138848455175846407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/09/preparing-new-place.html' title='Preparing a new place'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7269293752117468586</id><published>2010-09-04T10:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T11:42:09.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>同好友见面</title><content type='html'>昨天同我的死党好友Gilbert见面了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他是我读书时非常要好的朋友;一个会真心关心我的朋友.&lt;br /&gt;在他面前非常自在.他让我能够开怀的笑.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想想我们有接近两年没见面了.那老友的感觉还在.&lt;br /&gt;我想这就是真正的友情吧!&lt;br /&gt;不管多久没见面,甚至没联络;不会埋怨,&lt;br /&gt;只有希望对方过得好.那就心满意足了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;向往常一样,他问"有没有好消息?"&lt;br /&gt;我笑笑说:"没消息就是好消息."&lt;br /&gt;他奇怪的看着我,问为何如此说.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我解释:"因为现在实在太忙了,纪要工作,读书,我没剩下多少时间能休息了.&lt;br /&gt;我有时间就同家人在一起,要不就看韩剧或做一些自己喜欢的事.&lt;br /&gt;对我来说很宝贵.根本没时间去谈恋爱.所以没有是件好事."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所谓恋爱-它虽甜蜜但同时要付出代价.&lt;br /&gt;现在的我根本没法子.&lt;br /&gt;工作和学业压力很大.&lt;br /&gt;对我而言,恋爱虽是甜蜜的但也是痛苦的.&lt;br /&gt;我不想同情人吵架,很伤神.&lt;br /&gt;更不想受伤.已经没精力去克服这方面的事.&lt;br /&gt;我想这是我目前的状况与心态吧!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不否认单身难免也有寂寞的时候,特别是当你生病的时候好想有人关心疼爱甚至照顾你.&lt;br /&gt;但是我还不是活得好好的吗？&lt;br /&gt;问问,有多少爱人会在你生病时在你身边照顾你?&lt;br /&gt;你的有吗?&lt;br /&gt;如真的有,那你是幸福的!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以说有"好消息,不见得就会比现在更好!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7269293752117468586?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7269293752117468586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7269293752117468586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7269293752117468586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7269293752117468586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='同好友见面'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2127267788427060613</id><published>2010-08-14T13:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:03:17.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URTI</title><content type='html'>Often got dignosed half yearly with URTI..&lt;br /&gt;didn't really what what was it...but just read up from internet (wikipedia)the explaination..&lt;br /&gt;just that it says adult don't get fever but I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper respiratory tract infections, (URI or URTI), are the illnesses caused by an acute infection which involves the upper respiratory tract: nose, sinuses, pharynx or larynx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitions&lt;br /&gt;Common URI terms are defined as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhinitis - Inflammation of the nasal mucosa &lt;br /&gt;Rhinosinusitis or sinusitis - Inflammation of the nares and paranasal sinuses, including frontal, ethmoid, maxillary, and sphenoid &lt;br /&gt;Nasopharyngitis (rhinopharyngitis or the common cold) - Inflammation of the nares, pharynx,hypopharynx, uvula, and tonsils &lt;br /&gt;Pharyngitis - Inflammation of the pharynx, hypopharynx, uvula, and tonsils &lt;br /&gt;Epiglottitis (supraglottitis) - Inflammation of the superior portion of the larynx and supraglottic area &lt;br /&gt;Laryngitis - Inflammation of the larynx &lt;br /&gt;Laryngotracheitis - Inflammation of the larynx, trachea, and subglottic area &lt;br /&gt;Tracheitis - Inflammation of the trachea and subglottic area &lt;br /&gt;Etiology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 200 different viruses have been isolated in patients with URIs. The most common virus is called the rhinovirus. Other viruses include the coronavirus, parainfluenza virus, adenovirus, enterovirus, and respiratory syncytial virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to 15% of acute pharyngitis cases may be caused by bacteria, commonly Group A streptococcus in Streptococcal pharyngitis ("Strep Throat").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Influenza (the flu) is a more severe systemic illness which typically involves the upper respiratory tract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epidemiology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than 300Transmission is via respiratory droplets or by virus-contaminated hands. Upper respiratory tract (nose, throat, sinuses) mucosa inflammation causes increased secretions, rhinorrhea and results in sneezing, and coughing facilitating the spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In United States URIs are the most common infectious illness in the general population. URIs are the leading reasons for people missing work and school. URI is the leading diagnosis in the office setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signs and symptoms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acute upper respiratory tract infections include rhinitis, pharyngitis/tonsillitis and laryngitis often referred to as a common cold, and their complications: sinusitis, ear infection and sometimes bronchitis (though bronchi are generally classified as part of the lower respiratory tract.) Symptoms of URI's commonly include cough, sore throat, runny nose, nasal congestion, headache, low grade fever, facial pressure and sneezing. Onset of the symptoms usually begins 1-3 days after the exposure to a microbial pathogen. The illness usually lasts 7-10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group A beta hemolytic streptococcal pharyngitis/tonsillitis(strep throat) typically presents with a sudden onset of sore throat, pain with swallowing and fever. Strep throat does not usually cause runny nose, voice changes or cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain and pressure of the ear caused by a middle ear infection (Otitis media) and the reddening of the eye caused by viral Conjunctivitis are often associated with upper respiratory infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URI, Seasonal Allergies, Influenza - Symptom Comparison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TGYvG6QN-qI/AAAAAAAADIo/hXuqNChJiHs/s1600/urti1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/TGYvG6QN-qI/AAAAAAAADIo/hXuqNChJiHs/s400/urti1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505139390270012066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment&lt;br /&gt;There are currently no medications or herbal remedies which have been conclusively demonstrated to shorten the duration of illness. [5] Treatment comprises symptomatic support usually via analgesics for headache, sore throat and muscle aches. [6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judicious use of antibiotics can decrease unnecessary adverse effects of antibiotics as well as out-of-pocket costs to the patient. But more importantly, decreased antibiotic usage will prevent the rise of drug resistant bacteria, which is now a growing problem in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health authorities have been strongly encouraging physicians to decrease the prescribing of antibiotics to treat common upper respiratory tract infections because antibiotic usage does not significantly reduce recovery time for these viral illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have advocated a delayed antibiotic approach to treating URIs which seeks to reduce the consumption of antibiotics while attempting to maintain patient satisfaction. Most studies show no difference in improvement of symptoms between those treated with antibiotics right away and those with delayed prescriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most studies also show no difference in patient satisfaction, patient complications, symptoms between delayed and no antibiotics. A strategy of "no antibiotics" results in even less antibiotic use than a strategy of "delayed antibiotics". However, in certain higher risk patients with underlying lung disease, such as chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), evidence does exist to support the treatment of bronchitis with antibiotics to shorten the course of the illness and decrease treatment failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, it is important to distinguish between strep and a viral sore throats because strep is caused by a bacterial infection -- Group A Streptococcus -- and a simple sore throat may be caused by other types of bacteria or viruses. Without the right antibiotics, the strep bug may enter the bloodstream and travel to the heart or other vital organs. Though rare, this can cause serious illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacterial complications of the viral URIs are also treated with antibiotics. These include sinusitis and otitis media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a Cochrane review single oral dose of nasal decongestant in the common cold is modestly effective for the short term relief of congestion in adults; however, "there is insufficient data on the use of [Decongestants] in children." Therefore decongestants are not recommended for use in children under 12 years of age with the common cold. [11] Oral decongestants are, also, contraindicated in patients with hypertension, coronary artery disease, and history of bleeding strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of Vitamin C in the inhibition and treatment of upper respiratory infections has been suggested since the initial isolation of vitamin C in the 1930s. Some evidence exists to indicate that it could be justified in persons exposed to brief periods of severe physical exercise and/or cold environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no evidence to support the age-old advice to rest when you are sick with an upper respiratory illness. In fact, moderate exercise in sedentary subjects with a URI has been shown to have no effect on the overall severity and duration of the illness. Based on these findings, it was concluded that previously sedentary people who have acquired a URI and who have initiated an exercise program may continue to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increasing fluid intake, or "drinking plenty of fluids" during a cold is not supported by medical evidence, according to a literature review published in the British Medical Journal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2127267788427060613?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2127267788427060613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=2127267788427060613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4233833538955562282</id><published>2010-08-14T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:04:19.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down again with URTI</title><content type='html'>Every half yearly it seems that I will get hit by this illness called URTI..which I usually don't really bother to find out what is it...just some kind of sore throat..&lt;br /&gt;and usually I will get fever up..highest hit 38degrees or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time...not so bad..fever only up to 37.7 degrees..&lt;br /&gt;Went Pulau Ubi for hiking on Monday 9 Aug which is our National Day "Happy Birthday Singapore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday went back to work..was alright..&lt;br /&gt;but Tuesday night send my dog Ally to the animal dog for its XRAY and blood test..costed us nearly S$300/-&lt;br /&gt;Result: She needs operation which will cost appx S$500-S$800 to remove the huge baseball size lump on her breast...suspected as cancerous..tho she still looks healthy and bouncing around happily as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became more sick when I was at the vet...In fact I seems more sick than all the animals there..&lt;br /&gt;next week..called for MC...&lt;br /&gt;Doctor gave me one day mc....&lt;br /&gt;Boss told me if next day still not well..just work from home..&lt;br /&gt;who knows...after working from home on thursday...I got worst...lack of rest..&lt;br /&gt;fever came back...so went to see Green Cross doctor...&lt;br /&gt;They are good but expensive..&lt;br /&gt;he gave me 6 medicine to take...and two days mc ask me to keep away from the crowd..&lt;br /&gt;not to spread virus to others..&lt;br /&gt;I called boss..he got a shock to hear how my voice changed...and he banned me from replying work email so that I will be good and rest and get well..&lt;br /&gt;So Friday....I only read office email..but did not reply....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Aunt that granny whom I am closest to...went into unconscious...sent to hospital....I wanted to visit her very much but I can't...I am still weak at home...immune system not back yet..if I go to hospital...might end up getting stronger virus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz..helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...buddy sms me...told me need to do research for our corporate marketing...&lt;br /&gt;got lots of notes to read on top of what he gave us...the two stack of note..and need to meet up tomorrow to prepare for coming week presentation...&lt;br /&gt;I understand from lecturer cannot miss one lecture because this module suppose to be 13 lessons..but it was squeeze to 7 lessons so if I miss one lesson..which I did..&lt;br /&gt;it will mean I missed alot..and lots to catch up...........&lt;br /&gt;Oh God give me strength and speedy recovery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..and doctor gave me a free test for H1N1 and other virus...since normally adult don't get fever which I do....report will be out in a day or two's time.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me ya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4233833538955562282?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4233833538955562282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4233833538955562282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4233833538955562282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4233833538955562282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/08/down-again-with-urti.html' title='Down again with URTI'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-781389555651326638</id><published>2010-07-24T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:26:38.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to dust off the dust in my blog..</title><content type='html'>Do you realised that dust if often accumulated so are spider webs, if you did not visit a place too often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad neglecting my blog and readers...and friends of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...we shall start with some updates during this period of missing...&lt;br /&gt;1) I am gonna have another god daugther soon...isn't it cool?&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation to Sandra! :) Must take care of health okie...and stay happy and cheerful ya?&lt;br /&gt;Talking abt there..I better go to collect the long lost honey today...hope it has not expiry...sigh...wat a bz life we have in Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to graduate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Just finished my this semester's exam....extremely tough ones...I guess year 3/ Final year is really no joke...stress level...hits the roof top...First time really feel like giving up half way...not that I don't understand what is taught but just not enough time to study and remember...so much things to remember...esp when you have to work and study....thank God I pulled through...Pray that I can pass.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) New term starting on 2 Aug..with 4 theory exams.....phews....sweat...&lt;br /&gt;but good thing is this time, I have one of my favourite lecturer...hahaha..who strangely....most people dislike...hee..he is very strict and knowledgable and I learnt alot from him....won't tell u who he is...hahaha...but probably those who doesn't like him will know who I am talking abt :P&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) An old friend of mine got a dog which he claimed to be his 'son'.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess he is having lots of fun with it..he set up facebook account for his 'son' and have lots of fun 'pow wow' time with it...&lt;br /&gt;Just a week ago in the mist of my exam...i was invited to his son's birthday party which of course I can't go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Today is Jasper's 21st birthday..he did a very prof invitation card to invite us to the old Police Academy to have party with him...not sure if I am going...kind of broke this month....Car insurance and road tax due...Ouch!!! Burns my pocket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore updates later tonight okie..&lt;br /&gt;Now gotta go to buy new car insurance which is due on 1st Aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao..&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-781389555651326638?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/781389555651326638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=781389555651326638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/781389555651326638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/781389555651326638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-to-dust-off-dust-in-my-blog.html' title='Time to dust off the dust in my blog..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6940254506101862624</id><published>2010-06-17T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:33:54.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China trip changed my impression of CHINESE</title><content type='html'>Frankly speaking tho being a chinese myself -in Singapore, I did not have good impression of chinese from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why So? I guess even chinese from different part of the world adopts different  culture, principles or survival skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many would agree with me the view of 'chinese'. They are 'not simple' people..&lt;br /&gt;someone once told me..to speak to a chinese from China, your brain has to turn 10x faster...if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My impression of Chinese did not change and grew even stronger..esp in Beijing...those people are rude...and sigh........&lt;br /&gt;But things changed when I reached our hometown Quanzhou..near Xiamen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place..which is our original hometown...its a country side...&lt;br /&gt;An amazing place..filled with the sweetest people on earth...pure, sincere and sweet till it melts your heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People there does not look any outstanding.............but after knowing them....their inner beauty leaves a deep impression that can hardly be erase from one's heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our distant relative came in 3 cars after nearly 2 hours journey to fetch me and my family to our 'house' to stay. &lt;br /&gt;Welcoming us is the air of the mother nature...and unique views of the country side...muds and whatever you can ever think of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cars stopped at a nice 'posh' house among the old bricked house..its one of my  uncle's house and my grandpa's house..which they built themselve...&lt;br /&gt;It is also our Clan house I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;The house was huge and nice...floor is made of marbles...so its very cooling...&lt;br /&gt;The living room itself is as big as my present apartment I supposed..&lt;br /&gt;Each house has a well and they uses electronic pump to pump the well water into the water tank on top of the roof for usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals were cooked over the stove by woods...not gas...first time in my life I actually see how they cook with wood and not gas...and everything we eat is freshly from our own farm or the neighbours/relatives farm, all freshly pluck from the field.&lt;br /&gt;Food taste delicious....yummy...everyone esp dad's appetite got so good that they start eating bowls after bowls of rice.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a short 4days stay with our relative and we bidded goodbye with tears in our eyes..my uncles start crying when we were at the airport bidding goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;our hearts felt so heavy and sunk....I tried my best to hold back those tears of mine..indeed thank God for these wonderful trip...its really changed my impression of chinese from China...and I am proud to be from this same family line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will visit them whenever possible if we have the money...&lt;br /&gt;My dad can't wait to go back there again..just like everyone of us...but seriously...&lt;br /&gt;this China and HK trip has spent nearly my entire saving...and I have to start saving up again...&lt;br /&gt;But first for my UK trip for my graduation in London next year.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;May our Lord provide me with all my needs and bless me...thank you Lord for everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6940254506101862624?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6940254506101862624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6940254506101862624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6940254506101862624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6940254506101862624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/06/china-trip-changed-my-impression-of.html' title='China trip changed my impression of CHINESE'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-5654373890615711158</id><published>2010-06-17T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:51:29.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trade shows this week</title><content type='html'>Has spiders made themselves home in my blog???&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys that I have been so busy that I didn't have time to update my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in CommunicAsia 2010 in Singapore Expo.&lt;br /&gt;Not much crowd over the communication side...I guess broadcasting side would be more interesting but my biz partner seems to be missing in this show bz collecting data and meeting people around the show..so I am left in this booth all by myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I gotten a mobile modem so that I can surf my internet and check office email and reply email here...otherwise I will be bored to death I supposed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am so occupied with trade shows..&lt;br /&gt;Mon: spent half day in the office..and the other half of the day setting up in this trade show with my HK biz partner...its tough to do the setup just two of us...We finished off the setup about 6.30pm and I was so exhausted and hungry..had to miss my ASM class for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Woke up at 6.15am set off to the airport to catch my 8am flight to KL for the fire exhibition...all by myself...thanks to my shi fu...another HK biz partner who withdraw from going last min..leaving me all alone in our neighbouring country Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this is the first time that I went to Malaysia all alone. I have never been a country all alone or should I say..at least I always have people I know to meet me in those countries I go even if I were to travel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lady boss was nice, she called me while I was in the KL exhibition to make sure I am fine and safe..ask me to be careful since I am all alone there. I guess ladies are more concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was worried and asked sis to text me to see if I am alright and ask me to text her when I am safely home that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the KL airport limousine which about appx RM75 to reach the KL CC.&lt;br /&gt;He is a nice guy SYED..and I made an arrangement for him to fetch me after the show and some walk around before I catch my 945pm flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fire exhibition I took a cab -base on the tips by SYED i.e. never to ask how much it cost to take a cab from one place to another..take only those taxi with meter (how do you know? its written on top of the taxi "Brotimeter" something like that..if they run by the meter they cannot overcharge u.&lt;br /&gt;So it costed me RM6plus to reach Time Square.&lt;br /&gt;I went there to eat and shop alittle..but after an hour..I am so tired..and wanna sleep..so exhausted and leg is aching...&lt;br /&gt;So I called the Syed to pick me up at 6.45pm instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile sis ask me to go to get something for mum so I went..there don't wanna waste my trip..so bought two shoes then Syed picked me up to go airport..we were early..syed saved me RM10 to airport..and if I were to take any other taxi..from the shopping mall..it probably can cost me over RM100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a tired day for me...finally took the flight back to SIngapore..reaching home sweet home at about 11plus just before midnight..&lt;br /&gt;then before I could even settle down, I had to give my dog lily injection for her kidney treatment. (Last week brought lily-my black dog to the Animal doctor and doctor said Lily has kidney failure needs injection of two tubes of medication every two days..initially doctor asked me to bring her there every two days for injection which will cost me S$25 each time..do u know how much it will cost me??? She has to take this medication until the day she finish her mission on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the doctor we are all working and studying no money..and I have another sick dog at home. I cant afford and I have another dog with a huge lump which I will bring her for check up. Ally my white dog has a huge lump growing underneath her tummy..tho she is still happily jumping around and I know that she needs treatment before it gets worst. Pray that God will help us to settle without having much financial problems..God bless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do keep my dogs in prayer okie..Lily looks like getting better..and I am planning to bring Ally to the vet next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to exhibition..after a day at KL exhibition...I came to help out the next day in CommunicAsia -Singapore expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, Joyce my best friend and Cindy my buddy happens to be working in this show too...we just have lunch together this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Food here sucks..and is sooo expensive..the parking kills.....I am gonna get ready for heart attack this evening...hopefully won't cost my more than 20bucks....sweat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-5654373890615711158?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5654373890615711158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=5654373890615711158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5654373890615711158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5654373890615711158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/06/trade-shows-this-week.html' title='Trade shows this week'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6992886925451699985</id><published>2010-05-22T12:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:08:44.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is too expensive..</title><content type='html'>Good thing about being single is that you can get to meet someone new, hang out with whoever you like and enjoy your freedom as and when you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall a conversation with two friends...some times ago..&lt;br /&gt;one who is attached but bf has no time for her..&lt;br /&gt;the other is not attached like me..enjoying her freedom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion to our conversation is, that grass always seems greener on the other side...&lt;br /&gt;Those who are attached wants to be detach...those who are detect wants to be attached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt that there are many singles like me in Singapore...Men said we women in Singapore are too picky...whereas we women just didn't want to risk my future into an uncertain hands....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was seriously considering someone from a faraway country...&lt;br /&gt;Things went pretty smooth in the begining, we start to look forward and dream about meeting each other in person and even think of our future together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, later we realised that we probably aren't suitable for each other..because we have different interpretation of expression of love, concern, appreciation and respect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why men doesn't understand that women needs to feel secure so that they can trust..&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't men know that women only need the simpliest things to be happy and feel appreciated????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess many things looks attractive on the outside but when you take a closer look at it...or start to possess it...you start to grumble about those imperfection found in it. Who in this world is perfect? If we are not perfect how can we ask for perfection or someone to be perfect or goes the same way or looks at the same perspective as us? Are we looking for a life partner or just a robot that does whatever you please, acts in the way you wanted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions applies to me as well...&lt;br /&gt;Some times I wonder if I can really accept some one to be my life partner when my Father in Heaven is so perfect..&lt;br /&gt;I have been reminding myself that no one is perfect including me.&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe I just haven't meet the right person whom I can accept and appreciate the person as he is ..having him to enters into my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this requires lots of faith and courage..&lt;br /&gt;Love? I have no courage.&lt;br /&gt;Just doesn't want to be hurt or feel sad again..&lt;br /&gt;Unless I can overcome this...otherwise...I guess conclusion is...I am not ready for LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IS SOMETHING THAT IS TOO EXPENSIVE FOR ME TO AFFORD..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6992886925451699985?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6992886925451699985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6992886925451699985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6992886925451699985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S_ajyec0YxI/AAAAAAAADII/4rmWUnvE-6c/s400/my+cute+niece.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473742484678140690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S_ajyNbv1kI/AAAAAAAADIA/YycSXEQdscI/s1600/little+princess+first+day+of+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S_ajyNbv1kI/AAAAAAAADIA/YycSXEQdscI/s400/little+princess+first+day+of+school.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473742480110245442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...our little princess...first day of school's pic...(grab these cute pix from my sis in law...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she sweetxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-DW7bZX8Jg&amp;hl=en_US&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/r-DW7bZX8Jg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our local talent who overcome his sight by his voice....&lt;br /&gt;The voice which touches and melts many hearts....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3655624333986127950?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7329476707292295832</id><published>2010-04-17T11:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:57:34.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCHB</title><content type='html'>Do you know what CCHB means?&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might find it a familar initial for something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, thats the initial for my High School or what we known as Secondary School in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCHB means Chung Cheng High School Branch..Strange..which did that 'S' went to?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure..maybe to differentiate the branch school and main school.&lt;br /&gt;During my time, Chung Cheng High School Branch as the name says is the branch school of Chung Cheng High School-one of the top Secondary school in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k71RjyqCI/AAAAAAAADHY/F_h-U5vtw-0/s1600/CCHB.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 332px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k71RjyqCI/AAAAAAAADHY/F_h-U5vtw-0/s400/CCHB.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460961809596065826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why did I suddenly bring up the past (which is let's see..I graduate from CCHB in year 1991, where were you then? hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason which I brought this up because as I was wondering around in the facebook world...I suddenly found the alumni of Chung Cheng High School Branch!&lt;br /&gt;Its really cool to enter a world which you are familar with...browing some old pics of the school, teachers, principal and even classmates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...I must say..thank God I didn't find my ugly pics there.&lt;br /&gt;I think people won't even recognise is me..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then I look like a boy with boy style haircut..the old fashion kind..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Strange thing about our school is that its a Chinese School which converted into an English school. But I guess during my time it was still in transgression..most of the time we speaks Mandarine (Chinese) even in lessons.except for English and some other subjects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My School back then, was a traditional chinese school...&lt;br /&gt;Hey Sandra and those from CCHB do you still remember how to sing our traditional school athem which is in Chinese..haha..Not only in Chinese..but in very 'Chim' chinese-using Singlish term to express this..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日吾中正 至大至刚 矗立星洲 巍巍昂昂&lt;br /&gt;华夏声教 广披扬荒 欧印文明 他山之长&lt;br /&gt;好学力行 知耻是倡 日星月异 不息自强&lt;br /&gt;止於止善 万国同光 大哉中正 悠久无疆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically all the boys and girls in our branch school had to have their hair cut really short...yes even the girls..your hair cannot touch your collar..did you remember that? No tying of hair as well for girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skirt must be below the knee length..&lt;br /&gt;Socks must be at least 4 fingers height from your ankle..&lt;br /&gt;You must have 7 silver buttons fixed on your uniform (which look exactly like Singapore Police uniform except that our uniform is in white)plus our triangle shape school badge :) (see pic above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k8IVfiCGI/AAAAAAAADHw/2NM8_uDoOEs/s1600/class+pic.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k8IVfiCGI/AAAAAAAADHw/2NM8_uDoOEs/s400/class+pic.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460962137069455458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of another class..but there are some familiar faces...Not offence okie..just wanting to share how our school uniform looks like...&lt;br /&gt;Do it look exactly how I describe?&lt;br /&gt;All white -7 silver buttons, short hair for both boys and girl...&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in the centre was one of the relief teacher Damien back then..he is very popular hahaha..because back then he was the only young and charming teacher (fresh face) in our school..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that those who folded up their sleeve will be punished by our discipline master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls who are 'trend' back then will do all kinds of things..like roll up their sleeve and roll up their skirt from the waist to shorter it..wear sport sock -those really short ankle socks..and so on..and whenever the discipline master wants to check..esp after assembly before you go back to the clas..everyone will tilt their head down..so that their hair will not touch the collar...its crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the times...&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember those times in your high school/secondary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k8H8LL2eI/AAAAAAAADHo/_mgxJFhXXTg/s1600/old+cchb2.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k8H8LL2eI/AAAAAAAADHo/_mgxJFhXXTg/s400/old+cchb2.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460962130273229282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k8HfxThQI/AAAAAAAADHg/GoOMXJ-kcfk/s1600/old+cchb.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k8HfxThQI/AAAAAAAADHg/GoOMXJ-kcfk/s400/old+cchb.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460962122648487170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place we once studied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this...is the new CCHB (WHICH IS NOW KNOWN AS CCHY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k918iFa6I/AAAAAAAADH4/WBi-9MisHuQ/s1600/new+cchb.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k918iFa6I/AAAAAAAADH4/WBi-9MisHuQ/s400/new+cchb.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460964020154887074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about it :))&lt;br /&gt;P.s. We are trying to gather our Secondary School classmate for a gathering after 19 years of not seeing each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are from Chung Cheng High School Branch and graduate in 1991..If you know me..drop me a mail..that will be good :)) Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic. taken from facebook cchb alumni. All rights reserved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7329476707292295832?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7329476707292295832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7329476707292295832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7329476707292295832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7329476707292295832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/04/cchb.html' title='CCHB'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S8k71RjyqCI/AAAAAAAADHY/F_h-U5vtw-0/s72-c/CCHB.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-5596404770169056530</id><published>2010-04-06T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:05:22.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When God Made You :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/sIdnp0z0OCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/sIdnp0z0OCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/7831487363266072195-5596404770169056530?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5596404770169056530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=5596404770169056530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5596404770169056530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5596404770169056530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-god-made-you.html' title='When God Made You :))'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7589902664245037823</id><published>2010-03-28T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:59:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 2year's last semester exam</title><content type='html'>Last Monday was my last paper for my 2nd year's last semester. One more year to go.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously this exam caused me lots of stress which I must confess that I loose my temper a couple of time during the preparation and the paper itself.&lt;br /&gt;The paper for last semester is really tough...even when I started my preparation very early. I guess conclusion is that preparation needs to start from the beginning of the class and not the mid of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure that I will start my revision from the beginning of the class for this new semester which will start in a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually we only have one week break after exam before another semester starts.&lt;br /&gt;However due to the exams of other faculty..Since we had our exams earlier than them, we had an addition week of break..which is seriously needed..&lt;br /&gt;We were all too tensed up by the last semester's exam and its preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..So sorry that I haven't been updating my blog recently.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what has been going on in my life since my last entry here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy with exam preparation for sure..&lt;br /&gt;As usual.God gave me new guys in my life one after another..and as usually it didn't really work out as what I hope. Not that we have gone into any of these new relationship..Nope..My status has always remains as Single..I do hope that one day I can proudly change my status in my facebook from being Single to In a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess this will not come easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many said that I had high expectation for the guy I am looking for.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I will not deny...because I do not want to be hurt and so I am extra careful in selecting who I eventually want to share my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the church service, thots came to me..and I start to think that perhaps even tho its always been my wish to be happily married to a God fearing christian who truly loves me. But perhaps that isn't such a man that I am looking for after all. And since no man can meet that requirement...who knows out of God's love for me..He might not want me to be hurt or sad if I married someone who isn't really what God think is good enough for me (not that I am really that good but I am not a bad person I should say, if you know me well enough). Similarly many people around me are still single, so its that same for them as well..perhaps there isn't this someone who is good enough, who knows how to appreciate the goodness of us, to truly appreciate who we are and love us whole heartedly..and so its better for us to remain single and happy..and enjoy the eternal sacrifical love of GOd which no man can really give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is only my thots, I might not be right but at least I feel contented, blessed and thankful for remaining who I am. No matter what the circumstances I am in, I learnt to give thanks for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Sermon said that, for one who truly love God and is devoted to God, he/she will give thanks for everything in his/her life. Reflecting back my entire life, I can say, I fit this criteria. Thru good times and bad times, I always believe that God's will is the best for me and giving thanks even when things didn't turn out the way I want..believing that God's will is the best! He knows me well because I am created by HIM. Thus God will never give me anything lesser than what I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;Even when bad things happened in the past to an extend that no one can image, but I hold on to the faith that this is part of God's plan for a better me in the future, to prepare me for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe people who are close to me can witness that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed I am so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After analysing these in my mind..An illustration came to me..&lt;br /&gt;Life is like many knots tangling up together. &lt;br /&gt;At one glance, one might feel frustrated and might even give up before even trying.&lt;br /&gt;But if one has the hope, patience and faith, knowing that nothing is impossible for God and that everything has the best will of God for those who love HIM; we will perserve to work on releasing one knot at a time, and soon we will find that all the knots are released, its not that difficult after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just need hope, patient, faith, looking up to the Almighty who gives us strength and we can overcome every single knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:) my friend!&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Palm Sunday, a week before Jesus was nailed on the cross for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;A week to ponder on the great sacrificial love of our Lord Jesus Christ, to save the unworthy sinner like you and me, so that we can receive eternal life and enters into heaven when the mission of earth is done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all the praises, thanksgiving and glory be given onto our Lord Jesus Christ!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Loves YOu! :)&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7589902664245037823?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7589902664245037823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7589902664245037823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7589902664245037823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7589902664245037823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-2years-last-semester-exam.html' title='After 2year&apos;s last semester exam'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1416582023347627581</id><published>2010-02-21T23:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:41:08.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bala reunion dinner at ECP</title><content type='html'>Since today is the 8th day of our Lunar New Year, Joyce my bestfriend decide to organise a mini gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was held by the beach..Our famous East Coast Park Food Village...&lt;br /&gt;Tho many couldn't make it..but we still had a great time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had many dishes..but I only managed to take in the beginning cuz my hands were full after that..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FOkofy6II/AAAAAAAADGo/TgJxuIOvRtc/s1600-h/PC040824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440716216093304962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FOkofy6II/AAAAAAAADGo/TgJxuIOvRtc/s400/PC040824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FOkKiLC8I/AAAAAAAADGg/e0RtACV82SY/s1600-h/PC040823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440716208050211778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FOkKiLC8I/AAAAAAAADGg/e0RtACV82SY/s400/PC040823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FOjoZlzDI/AAAAAAAADGY/hYeGZNst7T8/s1600-h/PC040822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440716198887410738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FOjoZlzDI/AAAAAAAADGY/hYeGZNst7T8/s400/PC040822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presented there were Joyce, her boyfriend I.Z, Sabrina, Alwyn and me of cuz...hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after the dinner, since they have heard but never seen my car filled with toys..they decided to come over to my humble little car to visit my animals..&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to...My Cow MOO MOO...my rabbits and my many little bears..big and small..hahaha...I was telling Alwyn does he really want to consider to leave his nice car at home and drive my car..when I go for my China and HK trip..and he took the deal...haha...but now I am having 2nd thots if he will take good cares of my animals....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FSzom_JYI/AAAAAAAADHQ/H3N4C6Ze0po/s1600-h/P8060428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FIAPlAYGI/AAAAAAAADGQ/m8WUAma_T8M/s400/pic4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440708993859215458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FH-oQ_e-I/AAAAAAAADGA/Ix8kN_GDUPc/s1600-h/pic2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FH-oQ_e-I/AAAAAAAADGA/Ix8kN_GDUPc/s400/pic2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440708966126418914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she did a great job...Impressive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-387551052690534626?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/387551052690534626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=387551052690534626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/387551052690534626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/387551052690534626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-niece-at-work.html' title='Little niece at work..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S4FIAPlAYGI/AAAAAAAADGQ/m8WUAma_T8M/s72-c/pic4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4414435574719934271</id><published>2010-02-21T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:54:07.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thanksgiving Life</title><content type='html'>Today's sermon was on A Thanksgiving Life. Spoken by my favorite speaker, Rev Teo Kiak Hock. Again the sermon has refreshed my soul again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to know if you are living a thanksgiving life?&lt;br /&gt;10 points (Check-list)&lt;br /&gt;1) Trust in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;2) Joyful Heart&lt;br /&gt;3) Understanding&lt;br /&gt;4) Learnt&lt;br /&gt;5) Contentment&lt;br /&gt;6) True Freedom&lt;br /&gt;7) Gratefulness&lt;br /&gt;8) Not Asking (No Greed)&lt;br /&gt;9) Generosity&lt;br /&gt;10)Uplifted Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me further explain each point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustration:&lt;br /&gt;Qn: How do you know the value of an antique?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: The value of an antique is determine by the quality of the antique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, how do you determine the value of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Its by the quality of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apostle Paul (in the Bible)= A thanksgiving person, living a thanksgiving life.&lt;br /&gt;Is your life a thanksgiving life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Trust in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Trust and rely on God knowing that what the Lord gives is the best for us.&lt;br /&gt;One who can trust God is one who will know how to give thanks to God.&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust in God? Really trust in Him?&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks to God in good times and bad times?&lt;br /&gt;Most of us only know how to give thanks to God in good times, how many of us give thanks in bad times? (I do, because I been thru too many ups and downs in life, I understand that all things works for the good of those who love HIM (GOD). What seems bad is part of the goodness in the perfect plan for God to accomplish something greater for us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in the Lord means FOCUSING ON GOD ALONE-NOT ON THE MATERIAL THINGS OR CIRCUMSTANCE. Christians do not believe on Fate but the Will of God, knowing that everything works for the best of those who love God. This is Positive. Unlike Fate which is the total opposite..in a negative (helpless) state.&lt;br /&gt;Thus Christian do not need to rely on material things to gives good luck.&lt;br /&gt;We basically don't believe in luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Joy, emotion comes from reliance on God.&lt;br /&gt;One who knows how to give thanks is one who is joyful.&lt;br /&gt;Joy doesn't comes from health or riches.&lt;br /&gt;Tho riches and health may make one happy.&lt;br /&gt;E.g if Joyfulness comes from health...anyone who is above 30years old will be a sad person..because when one reaches 30s..he/she will start to have problems appearing in health...so this is not true. I know many elderly Christian..faithful christian..even when they are weak and unwell..they are living a joyful and thanksgiving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A popular illustration is the half glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;Postive, joyful person will give thanks that the glass is half full.&lt;br /&gt;negative, sad person will grumble that the glass is half empty.&lt;br /&gt;What is your focus?&lt;br /&gt;Men (human) tend to focuz on the negative rather than positive.&lt;br /&gt;A piece of white A4 size paper with a little black dot drew on it..when asked "what do you see?" Most people will answer.."The black dot" People tend to focuz on what is not perfect and forget to give thanks for the part that is good (like in this case the White piece of paper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popular Author Jimmy from Taiwan who wrote the famous (To the Left and to the right) "Xiang zuo zhou, xiang you zhou"- had a little pic illustrating a little girl Lu Lu with her little duckling by the lake watching the ducks flying in the air..below the pic was tiny words written " LuLu cannot not swim....duckling cannot fly..." Author wants us to think what is the next line of this phrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think should be the line to follow this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find in another of his book the answer:&lt;br /&gt;LuLu cannot swim, duckling cannot fly ...each day they go to the lake to watch the ducks fly...but still....days passes by as usual...and they are still happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the message here?&lt;br /&gt;Its a matter of choice and perception. What is your focus? Positive or Negative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Understanding&lt;br /&gt;Many times in life, we do not understand people, we calculate and grumble about each other. We blame each other for not contacting each other for a long time..Have you ever called up a friend and start grumbling how come this good friend of yours have not contacted you for a long time? ( I must confess I did.)&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever wonder what really could have happened to this friend of yours that he/her could not/ did not contact you?&lt;br /&gt;He/she could have been sick or have met problems in life which they have to face and handle in their life. Did we show our understanding and send them a regards instead of reproaching them for not contacting us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is point 3...Understanding.&lt;br /&gt;By Understanding..and having an understanding heart can one lives with a thanksgiving heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couples for instance..&lt;br /&gt;Husband..someone who is the head of the family...had to humble himself at work..to his boss or clients..and suffer those treatments which he doesn't have to suffer at home...he had so much sufferings in his heart...not able to share with you....as a wife...did you try to understand and pamper him...when he comes home after his one whole day of suffering at work, giving him the comfort, care, love and encouragement which he deserve? Or did you grumble to him abt how hard you work at home as a housewife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly as husband, did you ever wonder why your wife is no longer the beautiful attractive lady after she married you? Did you ever wonder how tough it could be to be a housewife with endless housework choice...how tough it is to clean up the house and taking care of the children? Human are basically made of dust..thus we drop dust whenever we go...and we drop hairs whenever we go...did you ever realised that even after vaccuming and sweeping the floor..the floor still have hairs and dust? That's the reason..furnitures are still filled with dust as well..even when you just cleaned them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus similarly, husband should understand the hardwork of wife..giving her love and encouragement when you reach home...presenting her with a little stalk of rose to cheer her up...let her feel appreciated...and trust me..this will works very well..and couples can be loving as before when both have understanding...and appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Learnt&lt;br /&gt;This life is a life of never ending learning.&lt;br /&gt;The day when we stop to learn is the day our life stops.&lt;br /&gt;Life is the attitude of learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about grown.&lt;br /&gt;A thankful heart is a learning heart.&lt;br /&gt;Apostle Paul is always learning. He learnt to accept and deal with the accusation from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of one thing which you want to learn and approach it positively (optimistic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to be FOCUS.&lt;br /&gt;Do it with wisdom..and not blinding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Contentment&lt;br /&gt;Look at what you have and be contented.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that if you seriously think about it..there are many things you have in life..is what you can live without..You won't die because you lost them.&lt;br /&gt;(This is something which I always remind myself, esp in difficult times. I know that even losing all my material stuffs..I will not die..because I know the Lord will provide me..and with my willingness to move on and work...I will never suffer hunger. I can lost everything except GOD. Because God is my provider..with HIM I already have everything I need. He knows my needs and has never given me up. Even when the whole world gives me up..the Lord has never left me. NEVER! Jesus saith "I will never leave you nor forsake you." Truly I experience and witness this with my life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that we are never contented since young? We always focus on what we don't have or lost than what we already have. Observe the children when they cry..why they cried..sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not easy..but can be learnt.&lt;br /&gt;Only when you manage this..can you really learnt to give thanks..with your heart..(not just your mouth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Freedom&lt;br /&gt;"Phip 4:13 "I can do everything through him who gives me strength."&lt;br /&gt;Many misunderstood this verse and misused this verse.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think this phrase tells you that you can fly like superman if you believe in God or walk on water without drowning yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Don't be silly!&lt;br /&gt;This phrase has to go with the phrase before.&lt;br /&gt;This verse tells you the You are free, no longer bound by the material things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g. Today many people cannot live without Handphone/Mobile Phone (I am one of them...I feels handicap whenever I forgot to bring my mobile phone with me).&lt;br /&gt;This verse tells you that you can learn to be free..not to be bound by this material things..you can live with or without them.&lt;br /&gt;Will you die because you don't have a mobile? Many of us tends to rely very much on today's technology and lost our freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should learnt to set ourselves free so that we are live with/without them.&lt;br /&gt;This is true freedom. In that way, you will know how to give thanks even when you do not have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 Be grateful&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful for what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Are you grateful for having a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us grumble that we do not have new shoes..esp woman..but have you ever being grateful that you have legs to wear the shoes when there are people who do not have the chance to wear shoes in their entire life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you grateful that you have parents who cares about you and nags at you? There are people who has never seen their parents in their entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to be grateful for what you have and you can start living a thanksgiving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Not Asking- Not to be greedy&lt;br /&gt;Not that we do not have needs..but this tells us not to greed for what we do not need. Do you realised that when one has many..one has wants more?&lt;br /&gt;This is greed! Many times we greed what want we do not need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you grumble that others have iphone, when you have only a simple nokia/sumsung or other brand phones? Think about it? Do you really need them? If not, this is greed..greed for what you do not need and jealous of what others have.&lt;br /&gt;It is alright for us to upgrade our life..and live a better life..but..learn to give thanks for the simple life and be contented with what you have and what you can afford. Only then can you learn to give thanks for your life..and be a joyful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Generousity&lt;br /&gt;Pray for others generously..did you ever pray for others to have something better than you? Tough right? (I confessed that I am still learning to do that.)&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel jealous when someone has better grades than you..better car than you?&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me to be grateful for having a car. I thank God sincerely now for giving me a car of my own. I used to feel inferior whenever I compared the cars others have to what I have. But now..I realised...that I should be looking at myself. I thank God that I can finally own a car of my own...&lt;br /&gt;So what if its a 13years old Nissan March.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho there is always little hipcups but which car doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;Even new car does. &lt;br /&gt;This car is serving me very well...and with that I serve my family and people around me very well...I am indeed very thankful and proud of my humble little car now.&lt;br /&gt;This is contentment.&lt;br /&gt;I am now learning to give thanks for those who gets better result than me..than cars than me and so on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only with generosity in the heart..can the bitterness in our heart disappear...and can your heart be filled with thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks for the goodness other received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 Uplifted life&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving uplift your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now start your thanksgiving life by finding something to truly give thanks to..and use these 10 check points to see which you should work on..in order to live a truly thanksgiving and joyful life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this sharing is beneficial to you as well!&lt;br /&gt;God bless:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Trust in the Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4414435574719934271?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4414435574719934271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4414435574719934271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4414435574719934271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4414435574719934271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanksgiving-life.html' title='A Thanksgiving Life'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-8558822984358464790</id><published>2010-02-20T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:50:06.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some One Special...</title><content type='html'>Probably at my age...&lt;br /&gt;Been thru alot in relationship...&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of numb to the thoughts of "Will this ever happen (i.e. Will I ever find the man of my love)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking things at an easy pace now.."if it happens it happens, if it doesn't it doesn't..and I am still a happy me :)" Important thing is..to be a happy me in every circumstance...enjoy whatever God gives to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my last catch up with Cindy, she suddenly posted me this question, "So is there anyone new in ur life right now?" followed by "There sure must be.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a quick reply "NO.." then I paused for a while...."Hmm..."&lt;br /&gt;Now I am not sure..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I do have someone new in my life right now...but well....not considering in that stage yet...he lives 16 hours behind me....which country is 16hrs behind me???&lt;br /&gt;Well...I will let u make the guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off as Penpal in Facebook..and we are still penpal in facebook...&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy writing all essays to each other about our life....and we look forward to each other's mail everyday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surprise that he opens up his heart to me and share his world with me...unlike many of those guys in facebook which only wants to flirt with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is like another me..in another planet...tho our hobbies are very different but we respect and clicks very well..we appreciate each other and encourage each other in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first time we have our real time chat on the facebook...for an hour or so...I made the arrangement...in order to make sure we can get onto facebook the same time..esp when he is 16hrs before me....I texted him for the very first time and he replied. So, we got online together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the chat with him...the feeling is great :)&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed by how our friendship progress...&lt;br /&gt;I did ever consider if ever this is possible between us...since we are globally so far apart...but I guess..I will have no comments in regards to this.&lt;br /&gt;If its God's will, something might happen in the future..&lt;br /&gt;if not...I am still a happy me..and I gain a good friend/penpal in......&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if things cannot be figure out by logic or isn't within our control...then just let go..let God has full control over it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall no one knows better than God...and to God...nothing is impossible...&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion is...Let nature take its course..handle with a normal heart (CHINESE SAYING: YI PING CHANG XIN CHU DUI DAI)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-8558822984358464790?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8558822984358464790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=8558822984358464790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8558822984358464790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8558822984358464790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-one-special.html' title='Some One Special...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2817511880985552854</id><published>2010-02-20T16:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:30:12.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a blessed, healthy and fruitful year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this is a all-rounded blessing for everyone esp to be healthy is very important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering how did I spend our big Occasion the Lunar New Year right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day: &lt;br /&gt;Attended our Chinese New Year service at 10am instead of 11am since its a sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter we returned home waiting for elder brother and his family to come over to greet dad and mum Happy New Year and gives us Ang Bao (Red Packet)..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mummy give me red packets sending me good greetings too! So did Brother! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Uncle's previous wife and children were the first visitor in our house this year. My cousin bought an Ang Mo (Caucasian boyfriend from USA) over to our place for the visitation. I really envies her...as you know I love caucasian...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we set off to Grandma's house (my dad's mum) to visit her and send her new year greetings! Normally all of us will gather there during the first day for Chinese New Year! Grandma is blessed with ten children..and many many grandchildren...As she is getting old, she can hardly even recall her children and her favorite grand daughter, thats me..anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Kind of sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter we went to my mum's side to visit them for Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Then back to Grandma house to pick dad up and go back to our place as all the relative wants to come over to our place to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and relative came over...&lt;br /&gt;After visiting our place, we went to our last Aunt's place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what lunar new year is about..its about gathering and house visit, sending greetings and so on...its tiring but fun tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day:&lt;br /&gt;Spent half day home resting, then set off to 4th Aunt's house for Lunar New Year dinner and gathering...at the other end of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Sandra, my buddy called up from Australia...having her son whom is my godson Eugene to send me Chinese New Year greetings..and he even sung me a song...such a sweet boy..I told Sandra that I have the stuff which I bought for Eugene passed to her friend who will be returning to Australia on Friday which is yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I missed Sandra, Peter and Eugene..&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I am thinking if they will be back to Singapore for vacation I will arrange a Secondary (high) school gatherings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day:&lt;br /&gt;Brought my camera with me...Sent my younger sis to her friend's house and Mum to church mate's house for Chinese New Year Lunar..&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter went to fetch Cindy to Bugis to have lunch there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have not taken any picture this new year...I asked Cindy to help to take pics together...&lt;br /&gt;We dine at this restaurant called Sketches...which happens to be the last 5th day of operation after more than 10years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-qC0eHY6I/AAAAAAAADFA/Es6sKkro8ic/s1600-h/ok+smile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-qC0eHY6I/AAAAAAAADFA/Es6sKkro8ic/s400/ok+smile.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440253840308265890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-qCCFI42I/AAAAAAAADE4/LSiQaZSheUU/s1600-h/last+five+day+of+sketches+restaurant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-qCCFI42I/AAAAAAAADE4/LSiQaZSheUU/s400/last+five+day+of+sketches+restaurant.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440253826781733730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-qAAzgpbI/AAAAAAAADEw/GGyv145CprU/s1600-h/huh+taking+my+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-qAAzgpbI/AAAAAAAADEw/GGyv145CprU/s400/huh+taking+my+pic.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440253792079619506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-p_Mmhj6I/AAAAAAAADEo/pYm7za7M-PI/s1600-h/taking+pic+of+ourselves.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-p_Mmhj6I/AAAAAAAADEo/pYm7za7M-PI/s400/taking+pic+of+ourselves.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440253778066509730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-p-T9ieMI/AAAAAAAADEg/d0yhaU77xGQ/s1600-h/me+at+sketches+restaurant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-p-T9ieMI/AAAAAAAADEg/d0yhaU77xGQ/s400/me+at+sketches+restaurant.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440253762862217410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss who is from UK was very nice, he came over and explain his plan to us. He said he is bringing the biz back to UK to run it..because the revenue here isn't enough to cover...but he plan to bring it back BIG next time he comes back with difference concepts :) All the best to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rgDBgJxI/AAAAAAAADFw/Km9zKjs588A/s1600-h/smile+ladies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rgDBgJxI/AAAAAAAADFw/Km9zKjs588A/s400/smile+ladies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440255441942619922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was the last few days of the operations..there isn't much dessert left for us to chose. So we took only main course and went next door to the new TCC for our dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rDMlKtFI/AAAAAAAADFo/DZGobYV0B8k/s1600-h/my+delicious+dessert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rDMlKtFI/AAAAAAAADFo/DZGobYV0B8k/s400/my+delicious+dessert.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440254946291922002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rCapUZxI/AAAAAAAADFg/FBjUbuDhETY/s1600-h/me+and+my+pretty+dessert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rCapUZxI/AAAAAAAADFg/FBjUbuDhETY/s400/me+and+my+pretty+dessert.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440254932887562002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rBkyq4bI/AAAAAAAADFY/Gz2L002noug/s1600-h/I+like+this+shot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rBkyq4bI/AAAAAAAADFY/Gz2L002noug/s400/I+like+this+shot.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440254918431269298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rA-qQk0I/AAAAAAAADFQ/tTdunGzx9Ys/s1600-h/cindy+and+her+coffee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rA-qQk0I/AAAAAAAADFQ/tTdunGzx9Ys/s400/cindy+and+her+coffee.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440254908195443522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rAB3IpyI/AAAAAAAADFI/3gSgrkV9s2E/s1600-h/cant+wait+to+eat+my+dessert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-rAB3IpyI/AAAAAAAADFI/3gSgrkV9s2E/s400/cant+wait+to+eat+my+dessert.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440254891874887458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter I headed home to rest, since I am starting work tomorrow, I better get my heart back to work.. so..went home rest abit and start checking office email and send emails to our oversea business partners to get things started before I start work tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I spend my 3 official days off for Lunar New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year last for 15 days...so today is the 7th of the chinese new year..its what we call the ren ri (meaning men's day)-its said that today is everyone's birthday. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially asked my grps to come over to my place for gathering but 2 couldn't make it so I cancelled it..because the aim is to have our grp gathering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Dad and I will be going out for steamboat dinner with brother and his family..&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy this new year most playing with my loving niece...I love children very much and wanted to have my own children of course but since I have yet to find that someone...I will just enjoy the time with my family and my niece :) God has His own perfect plan :)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2817511880985552854?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2817511880985552854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S3-qC0eHY6I/AAAAAAAADFA/Es6sKkro8ic/s72-c/ok+smile.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-352446786356187656</id><published>2010-02-20T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T16:51:27.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Dish...</title><content type='html'>Just cooked/invented a new simple dish which I would like to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what to call it..haha...I will leave the name to you..&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients: &lt;br /&gt;6-7 tiger prawns (cut into cubes, season with light tiger brand soya sauce)&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs (beat them together in a bowl with light soya sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 Onions (cut into thin slices)&lt;br /&gt;Sesame Oil&lt;br /&gt;hot water&lt;br /&gt;(knife brand) cooking oil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the right brand is important for the taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) heat up the cooking oil in the wok&lt;br /&gt;2) Fry the slices of Onion till slightly golden brown&lt;br /&gt;3) pour in the prawn cube&lt;br /&gt;4) continue to fry&lt;br /&gt;5) add the beaten eggs into the wok, spread it over the prawn and onion uniformly&lt;br /&gt;6) let the egg settle down till slightly browish..&lt;br /&gt;7) Add 1/4 cup of hot water to soften the egg&lt;br /&gt;8) Stir fry it&lt;br /&gt;9) add sesame oil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are done!&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Prawn Onion Egg dish :)&lt;br /&gt;Great smell too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple right...anyone can do that..taste really good with porriage or rice :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-352446786356187656?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/352446786356187656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=352446786356187656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/352446786356187656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/352446786356187656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-dish.html' title='New Dish...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-8176817798121527448</id><published>2010-02-15T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:28:13.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines cum Chinese New Year!!!!</title><content type='html'>First of all, wishing you a belated Valetines and a Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's 1st day of the Lunar (Chinese) New Year happen to fall on the same day as Valentines. Frankly speaking, its better for me..or mentally I feel better...hee..why...because I have no 'one' special to spend Valentines with...but I have lots of love ones to spend that day with this year...instead of being at home by myself...or seeing people getting valetines gifts and bouquet no matter where I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a usual custom that during Chinese New Year...those who were married will give us who are non married red packets (hong bao or what we known as Ang Bao in hokkien)..together with their wishes for us..be it wishing you good health..good result (school)...good career advancement...earn more money...etc...one of which I will often get is..."Wishing you finding your charming prince soon!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking..even tho I had more than one relationship in the past but never brought any of them to see my relatives....its a common saying from them that "Hey Angeline, can you not be so picky and get a bf soon???? When can we receive your good news???? We saw you many times outside with different men/guys...."haha...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have lots of boy and friends..but no steady one...boy friends are easy to find..but life partner is hard to find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...its true...looking at my current situation..its really hard to get a man of my life...Anyone who I would want to consider my life partner must be financially settle, has a good career/achievement, have good character and personally...caring, understanding, mature, loving ...and must be one I can look up to....&lt;br /&gt;As bible says that wife has to submit to husband and husband must love his wife as himself..I know that I will not submit to my husband unless he is more capable than I am...hmm..My character is too strong.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly..to find a good christian and God fearing man...&lt;br /&gt;Now..you see...why I am still single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather enjoy my happy single life than to chose the wrong man...&lt;br /&gt;I guess that answers many's question of why are you still single......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...I believe in waiting for the right one and not jumping into a passing by boat... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-8176817798121527448?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8176817798121527448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=8176817798121527448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8176817798121527448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8176817798121527448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-cum-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Valentines cum Chinese New Year!!!!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-254964685327410746</id><published>2010-02-08T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:17:03.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year of Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S2_WhsgDmYI/AAAAAAAADEY/mALn4nYwj3w/s1600-h/3892435_091005748264_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S2_WhsgDmYI/AAAAAAAADEY/mALn4nYwj3w/s400/3892435_091005748264_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435799149629118850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee...this year is my year....&lt;br /&gt;ROaR...&lt;br /&gt;the year of tiger.....&lt;br /&gt;yes...so you probably can guess how old am I....&lt;br /&gt;Like to take this chance to wish all of you a blessed New Year..and a Peace year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XI NIAN KUAI LE!!!&lt;br /&gt;XI NIAN MENG FU!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-254964685327410746?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/254964685327410746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=254964685327410746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/254964685327410746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/254964685327410746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-tiger.html' title='The Year of Tiger'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S2_WhsgDmYI/AAAAAAAADEY/mALn4nYwj3w/s72-c/3892435_091005748264_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-617854450428243128</id><published>2010-01-24T00:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:08:33.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S1sr9QLfhaI/AAAAAAAADEQ/FJY57pqMJtI/s1600-h/bouquet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429982107040449954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S1sr9QLfhaI/AAAAAAAADEQ/FJY57pqMJtI/s400/bouquet.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hee...what comes to your mind when you see this pic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably thinking WOW...Angie received flowers? Nah...I am not sooo lucky...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was browsing through one of my Hong Kong friend's picture in facebook...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What captured my eyes..were not just the cats and the dogs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but bouquets and bouquets of flowers she received on her birthday last year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is such a blessed (lucky) girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Among of the flowers she received...I like this bouquet most...aren't they beautiful???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has always been a secret wish of mine..which I will share with you here today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembering in the past while both my best friend and I were working together...she used to often received bouquets of flowers....in our workplace....(which I really envies very much!)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad to say..never in my life...if I can ever recall...that any of my ex-bf ever sent any flowers to me at my workplace....How I wish I can ever received a surprise bouquet in my workplace from my perhaps future bf..(if ever there is going to be..one)...hee...(turning my head..left and right...NO ONE..haha..at the moment...)...hmm..its going to be soo romantic....isn't it...hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway..well...this is just a simple dream of mine..which perhaps..might never come true.. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hee...just a little grumble..hope u dun mind...I am a woman after all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-617854450428243128?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/617854450428243128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=617854450428243128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/617854450428243128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/617854450428243128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wish.html' title='My wish...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S1sr9QLfhaI/AAAAAAAADEQ/FJY57pqMJtI/s72-c/bouquet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-9156703642975066342</id><published>2010-01-21T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:32:16.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One good beats it all!!!!</title><content type='html'>Recently I have been feeling very exhausted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working...attending classes few times in a week as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and burning my weekends with assignment....which we are supposed to submit next week as our exam gradings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we have been too tense up that we seem to trap ourselve in the box....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really need to relax and think out of the box....so that I can be creative in my presentation next week...just like what we did for our SuperEgg presentation which our lecturer seems to like alot:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my individual assignment which I need to continue to work on to improve on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and need to meet up with Emily and Markus to work on our group presentation this sat and sunday..and next week....Pray that we can do well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week didn't start off well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start didn't seems to get over an incident in the office....which could be miscommunication..but needs time and patient to bring it out to resolve this issue..otherwise it will really become a hinder to my progression in work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess why I am taking that incidence which occurs btw our new staff and me...some working procedure...because..it matters to much to me...I took great effort to climb up to current position in our company...this incident suddenly make me feel that....what I earn is half gone..I feel threatened in a way...Pray that God will help me to solve this incident which has seems to wear me out. I feel so weary and exhausted...lack of energy and motivation...when such event happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway....thank God for bringing a good news out of all things stuff which seems to make me feel so exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed I suddenly feel the power of ONE GOOD NEWS BEATS IT ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the letter box....I was surprised to see one of my result slip for last semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual...I would tremble...and pray...God..pls help me to pass!!! Pls....and close my eyes before opening it...and then...OPEN!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord Amen!!!! haha....I asked for a pass...and God is so gracious...He gave me something even more.....of cuz I din get an 'A' ...but I am soooo overjoy!!!! Praise the Lord Amen!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....two more results will be out soon I think...Pray that I can pass all of them..Lord help! I did my best already anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..I cannot believe it...I totally forgot which were the papers I took...last semester as there were just too many exams....only remember one of that is Marcom...and the other searching high and low to recall...haha..I can only remember the lecturer ...its product innovation...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...its over anyway...just have to focuz and do well for this semester too...in get into my last year...Finally...Last year!!!! One more year to graduation...Yippee.....(3 years..no joke)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-9156703642975066342?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/9156703642975066342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=9156703642975066342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/9156703642975066342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/9156703642975066342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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a relief...finally I can get some proper rest tomorrow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week seems like a chaotic week for me.....too much events happened.....&lt;br /&gt;I guess that staff who just left my company really wear us off....&lt;br /&gt;Its a blessing that she is no longer with us....tho I kind of sympathize her...but...she is way too arrogant to admit her fault...sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this week...on tuesday I was suddenly down with gastric flu....whole body was so painful..even my eyes hurt....and had slight fever....&lt;br /&gt;As usual...Dr gave me two days MC but I went back to work another day....cuz....I had too much work waiting for me to handle.....&lt;br /&gt;Bosses did ask me to go back to rest early or work from home but I was too stubborn saying I am fine....which well...I guess I thot I had recovered...but eventually....I haven't fully recovered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...I was feeling very dizzy.....in fact for these few days.....&lt;br /&gt;wondering if it is because my blood pressure was low.......cuz doctor took my blood pressure that day..saying....its a little low......so...try not to bend down....I will feel very dizzy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had class tonite....I went for half the lesson...and came back early to rest.....cuz I figure out...I would be too exhausted after the entire class...and its gonna be even dangerous for me at such condition to drive back.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept praying while driving just now..for Lord to keep me safe on the road...knowing...I cannot focus steady.....&lt;br /&gt;Did pause for a while in class during the break thinking wanna go home early to rest or not...&lt;br /&gt;at the end...lecturer said "you better go home to rest....you are not feeling well...."&lt;br /&gt;So...I bid goodbye to my class and came back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally after class..and after sending my classmates back...I would reach home about 11plus..&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I can finally take some rest...but had plenty of assignment to rush too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the weather isn't very good...lots of people even my classmates..were not well....&lt;br /&gt;half the class went off early....remainding were half sick or asleep....phew....God bless us all...&lt;br /&gt;Nite everyone....&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I won't be feeling dizzy anymore by tomorrow....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6091659429487177412?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6091659429487177412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6091659429487177412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Ever complaint why you fell and hurt yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever complaint the ugly scar that is left on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why did we have to fall and hurt ourselves before we really learnt our lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what if we didn't fall, would things be different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be lots of presumption out there....what if...what if..what if...&lt;br /&gt;But in actual fact....as a christian....I believed that everything happened (like the bible said..) for the good of those who love HIM (GOD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably would think how could this be possible?&lt;br /&gt;If God loves me He wouldn't have allowed me to fall down and hurt myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...let's take a look at our human nature...our sinful and rebellious nature...&lt;br /&gt;could you recall..how many times when your parents or senior advised you not to do something because you would get hurt...Did it ever really get into you???&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, we took it for granted and instead of thanking them...we complaint that they were too nosey or being too naggy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the best way to train a child so that he or she would not make the same mistake again?&lt;br /&gt;How to describe to a child the degree of pain he/she would experience if she was not careful..and fell? Answer : "NO WAY!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in order for a baby to learn how to walk...he or she would have to experience fall many times till he/she finally managed his/her first walk in his/her life...&lt;br /&gt;If the parent was to be afraid that the child might hurt himself or herself thus refused to let him or her learned to walk...what would eventually be the end result of this child?&lt;br /&gt;I guess u probably could know the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..same goes for we HUMAN...&lt;br /&gt;God loves us...thus He allowed certain degree of 'hurt' to be presented..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine..would you really listen to God when He told U not to lie..as lying is sin..Sin brings hurt to others and yourself. It hurts God as well...seeing His precious children getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Did anyone really listen?&lt;br /&gt;Men lied to get their way through but lived in fear...worrying that one day the lie would be exposed..Thus one lie would followed by another...and another.... eventually....left no remedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned many of my lessons from my past failure...but all these failures...eventually became a tool which I used to encourage and advise people around me...which eventually from this 'negative'...it became something 'positive'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus every scar is there for a reason...&lt;br /&gt;and every scar is there as a reminder of the past...and heals the wound of the future...&lt;br /&gt;Each fall made us a better and stronger person, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am..not because..I never fall....never got hurt...never got lost....never......XXX&lt;br /&gt;but because....I have chosen to pick up my courage to stand up again...and keep walking till I reach my destination...(with faith in God and strength from the Lord).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have heard this thousand times if you are my regular reader..&lt;br /&gt;A loser is not one who falls...but the one who falls and have no courage to get up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...my friend..I urge you...Be Strong and courageous...Trust in the Lord, for our Lord is Almighty God...The creator of Heaven and Earth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3929251261137423320?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3929251261137423320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7799513308724156369</id><published>2010-01-13T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:42:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Good???</title><content type='html'>Remember once my boss told us that she was very puzzled when our Japanese Business partner told her that she was not good last week...&lt;br /&gt;She was thinking why he said she wasn't good...only after some clarification...she finally understand what he meant by 'you were not good last week'...what he meant was...You were not feeling well last week...hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't feeling well yesterday..or should I say...on Tuesday 1am...when suddenly coldness struck me...I was shivering like never before....couldn't control that level of shivers in me....&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for God to help me....suddenly I just felt so cold...that I couldn't endured...and I had to put on my winter jacket and socks to warm myself up alittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after I took panadol...I vomitted....&lt;br /&gt;As it was really late passed midnite around 1am...I couldn't call my bosses thus...I tried to go online with my mobile and found one of my boss still online working...&lt;br /&gt;so I told him that I was feeling very sick out of sudden...&lt;br /&gt;he told me to take my temperature..maybe I am down with high fever again..and asked if there is anyone taking care of me or if anyone at home know I am not well...I told him that I told my little brother to check on me next day morning..in case something really happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;Boss told me to admit myself to A&amp;amp;E if I am running high fever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably might be wondering why was he so worried...why...1st because my bosses are really nice and caring people...2nd..it was not the first time that I was running high fever...&lt;br /&gt;The other time when I suspected myself having H1N1...I was also running high fever of 38 to 39 degrees for a numbers of day...but thank God it wasn't H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;Bosses keep reminding me to take care of myself...because they know that even when I am running high fever of 39 degree I cannot stop myself from working at home..&lt;br /&gt;You probably would say I am crazy or workaholic...I guess I am...this is because I do not like to waste my time doing nothing...unless I am too weak to do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday...I slept whole day..but on off...I will check company email through my mobile to know what is going on in my office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what actually happened to me yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;I was down with gastric flu...and slight fever...37.7 degree..not so bad..but the whole body was aching, so did my eyes..and my head...&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said..my blood pressure was kind of low...so I need rest.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me two days mc..but I went back to work today...as I had lots of things to follow up at work...Boss asked me to go back early to rest..but I told them I was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...suddenly good and bad happened in my office...&lt;br /&gt;That new staff was finally fired...She packed her stuff and left after lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Tho she has the capability to work..but her character really couldn't make it...&lt;br /&gt;She is not humble to learn or admit she is wrong...each time when someone try to correct her, she will bombare you with lots of self defence statements...&lt;br /&gt;Today..she really throw the killer bomb on my bosses and herself...which caused her early release....It was somehow a relief for all of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence lesson learnt is..not only should one has the capability..but also a good character..&lt;br /&gt;But I am really impressed by how my bosses handles such situation.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can be like them somehow...otherwise..it would be very hard for me to manage people.&lt;br /&gt;This is something which I would really want to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Seriously..seeing such happened...It somehow makes me worried if one day..such a ball would be thrown at me...:((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7799513308724156369?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7799513308724156369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7799513308724156369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7799513308724156369'/><link rel='self' 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in your life...&lt;br /&gt;How can one praise the Lord or even thank God when he/she has so much difficulties in life...so many tough time to deal with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard many people around me blamed God for every bad things/events which happens in their lives...They even curse God for all these decision they made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep reminding a friend of mine..bringing her back to Christ...&lt;br /&gt;but she keep falling each time the emotion comes...&lt;br /&gt;she lost the battle...&lt;br /&gt;She blamed God for the bad relationship she had...&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting that she is the one who made the decision to go into that relationship...misinterpreting that it is God's will for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In logical mind...and the limitation of human minds...Men cannot win victory to accept that ..in all things..there is something called...Men's responsibility and God's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves all men...thus giving us all the 100 percent freedom to chose and decide what we want..this is all in His goodwill..&lt;br /&gt;But men...forgeting that they bear 100 percent responsibility for that decision they made in their life...so when things didn't turned out as expected...they start to curse and blame God for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men cannot go thru by logical thinking how can it be possible that everything there is 100percent God's will and 100 percent Men's responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This requires 100 percent faith to understand how this things works..&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to get thru that stage..and I understand just how this works..&lt;br /&gt;Thus never have I blamed God for those many 'down' times in my life...except to ask God to help me understand why such happens...&lt;br /&gt;This is perhaps..why I am blessed with many grace and blessings...&lt;br /&gt;not that I am good...No..bible say..not one is good..For all fall short the glory of God..&lt;br /&gt;How good is good? In God's standard...good means..without sins...&lt;br /&gt;For God is holy...He is without sins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many heard we christian talk about sins...what is sins?&lt;br /&gt;Sins is not meeting the standard by God...not doing what we ought to do..and doing what we ought NOT to do...&lt;br /&gt;e.g. Do you get angry? Do you have selfish thots? Do you tell lies? Do you think about things you ought not to? Do you do everything that you ought to do? Do you steal?&lt;br /&gt;The 10 commandments are just basic guidelines to keep us away from sins...&lt;br /&gt;1) Only one God-Lord Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;2) Do not make any idols..&lt;br /&gt;3) Do not use God's name in vain (Do you often use words like 'oh my God! or Jesus!? That is using God's name in vain. God's name is holy..should not be use in such manner)&lt;br /&gt;4) Keep sabbath day holy&lt;br /&gt;5) Honor your father and mother&lt;br /&gt;6) Do not kill/murder&lt;br /&gt;7) Do not commit adultery&lt;br /&gt;8) Do not steal&lt;br /&gt;9) D0 not bear false witness&lt;br /&gt;10) Do not greed over others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my teacher who taught me the skill to remember these 10 commandments by heart.&lt;br /&gt;Simply used the 1,2,3....10 as an image to remind you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me in person when you see me..I will share with you the technique..&lt;br /&gt;God bless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. EVERY DOWN HELPS U TO APPRECIATE THE UPS IN UR LIFE..AND EACH DOWN HELPS U TO BECOME A BETTER U...THAT IS IF U OVERCOME IT...&lt;br /&gt;Today..your downs..will also becomes an experience which you can share and help those people in the future...&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/7831487363266072195-1629977826565176222?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1629977826565176222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1629977826565176222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1629977826565176222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1629977826565176222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/praises-for-good-times-only.html' title='Praises for Good times only???'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3353898725991311928</id><published>2010-01-10T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:08:02.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with two old friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0m1Cjzwe4I/AAAAAAAADEI/sVVfFVYnRGA/s1600-h/Angeline+with+Flir+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425066281721166722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0m1Cjzwe4I/AAAAAAAADEI/sVVfFVYnRGA/s400/Angeline+with+Flir+camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left my previous job for about a year plus....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;settling down really well in my present job.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;blessed with lots of goodness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with two friends whom I knew in my previous job...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;two nice gentlemen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I had an appointment downtown near my previous workplace..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arranged an lunch appointment with one of these gentleman...a huge, gentle and caring brother in christ....very humble guy as well..as was his buddy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Ma Maison for lunch..a really nice place which oversee the view of Singapore river..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as we had our lunch...his buddy...which is the other nice gentleman..came to join us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gave me a treat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were really happy to see how God blessed me even more after I left my previous job...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are faithful servant of God...never forget to remind me to keep serving God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His buddy who was also a photographer...took this nice picture for me..as I was explaining the lastest technology which I am currently selling..(one of my product) ...Thermal camera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am blessed to be handling the sales for Flir Thermal Camera..which is the world leading brand for thermal camera in the aspect of building and industrial application...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I showed them and explained to them how this device work...and they were amazed....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly speaking...I never knew this could be a path for me to take..but I just stepped out in faith..trusting that where the Lord leads is the best for me..and indeed it really is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently the Marketing and Sales Executive in a Vision Technology Company..we are the official distributor for the world leading brands in advance technology...isn't this cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I did not come from engineering background...it is really tough for me to learn...but because I love to learn and explore new knowledge..with that..this is how I advance in my life currently...and of cuz...once again..blessed with lots of supports from bosses and the principles themselves in many aspect..esp the technical aspect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembered I once shared...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith means..stepping out your first step with courage..even if you could not see the path ahead..believe that the Lord will hold your hand..and keep your feet from falling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed this requires..great faith and courage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try...rely on God and taste His goodness....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a song lyrics say...even if my whole body is filled with mouth...I could never have enough praising God...for His goodness never ends.......No words could ever express..how good our Lord Jesus Christ is...like I said to my penpal recently....I wish he could experience the Lord in his life..truly I wish.....that all of you...could taste the goodness...of our Lord...Amen!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus loves you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I will never finish praising Lord till the day I met Him in heaven again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3353898725991311928?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3353898725991311928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=3353898725991311928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3353898725991311928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3353898725991311928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/lunch-with-two-old-friend.html' title='Lunch with two old friend...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0m1Cjzwe4I/AAAAAAAADEI/sVVfFVYnRGA/s72-c/Angeline+with+Flir+camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6160895955838288707</id><published>2010-01-10T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:50:58.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure your love one while you can...</title><content type='html'>Recently my siblings and I started to plan for a family trip to China...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dad's health isn't very good...we wanted to give him a good memory....and visit his hometown before he is no longer that mobile anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho I had no more leave...but for the sake of my family..&lt;br /&gt;and I do not want to live with any regret for not doing this bit for my dad and family...&lt;br /&gt;I told bosses that I need to take leave for this trip....&lt;br /&gt;As usual...bosses were very understanding...&lt;br /&gt;They said I should go...&lt;br /&gt;Again told me no need to take unpaid leave...no unpaid leave for me...&lt;br /&gt;I can owed them the leaves as usual....&lt;br /&gt;haha..this is somehow good and bad......&lt;br /&gt;because it means there is no way...I can return these leaves until after I graduate...&lt;br /&gt;Why so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine..my annual leave per year if its 14days....&lt;br /&gt;I have at least 2-4 exam per semester...and each year 3 semester...meaning...I need to take at least 5 to 7 days of leave for each exam...thus in average I need about 21 days of leave...deducting 14 days...I would owed my bosses about 6-7 days leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I calculated how much leaves I needed this year including this family trip...basically..I need 20days of leave for this leave...&lt;br /&gt;I guess...in order to return these leaves which I owed..I probably couldn't take any leave after I graduate so that I can pay back all these 'otan' leaves...hee...&lt;br /&gt;haha...so...I am somehow tied to this company..hahaha...bosses want to tied me down to this company....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well..why worry...cuz I love my bosses and this company very much.&lt;br /&gt;My bosses are very nice, appreciative..encouraging and caring people....they are very open to suggestions and often gives me good advise....&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to be given this job...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry to step out into a new environment and give it a shot...&lt;br /&gt;you never know..you might find a good job like mine....hee...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for everything...&lt;br /&gt;I know deep in my heart...I couldn't have done it with our Lord Jesus Christ...my provider...&lt;br /&gt;I know and thank God for each deal I closed..amazingly...&lt;br /&gt;Its really God's grace and blessed...tho I really put in alot of effort as well...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father in Heaven!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6160895955838288707?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6160895955838288707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6160895955838288707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6160895955838288707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6160895955838288707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/treasure-your-love-one-while-you-can.html' title='Treasure your love one while you can...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' 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Veron'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3250398522129656609</id><published>2010-01-09T23:34:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:32:18.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to do the egg without breaking</title><content type='html'>(On the top right is our Management Lecturer Pam, on the top left is my buddy Emily) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424774798759496738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0ir8BKNDCI/AAAAAAAADCQ/fqw2Hp_sj-0/s400/Marketing+class.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424778312817633618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0ivIkC86VI/AAAAAAAADEA/dO2uu73HW8s/s400/pms+boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0ir8TYBUXI/AAAAAAAADCY/JU_WseCE8hs/s1600-h/Melvern+grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424774803649286514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0ir8TYBUXI/AAAAAAAADCY/JU_WseCE8hs/s400/Melvern+grp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently in our Management module, we were given an interesting and very challenging group assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each group is supposed to come up with a story about the egg...It's super power..how it travel to another planet..the mission of this egg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is90xsLKI/AAAAAAAADDg/HoXBDuQC148/s1600-h/tom+presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775929306819746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is90xsLKI/AAAAAAAADDg/HoXBDuQC148/s400/tom+presentation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is9uHSmKI/AAAAAAAADDY/5XTAOytDURg/s1600-h/sean+presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775927518369954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is9uHSmKI/AAAAAAAADDY/5XTAOytDURg/s400/sean+presentation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is9Njdt6I/AAAAAAAADDQ/Ua7SVgfPxaM/s1600-h/Melvin+grp+presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775918778169250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is9Njdt6I/AAAAAAAADDQ/Ua7SVgfPxaM/s400/Melvin+grp+presentation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is87JTpeI/AAAAAAAADDI/Y1z657Zn8s4/s1600-h/Melvern+grp+presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775913836619234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0is87JTpeI/AAAAAAAADDI/Y1z657Zn8s4/s400/Melvern+grp+presentation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most challanging part is how to drop the raw egg without breaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual group has 5 people..however we need to break up and form 3 people in a group. So My group broke into 2 for this assignment..&lt;br /&gt;Emily, myself and Markus in one group..Sean, Tom is another group..and Yama joined them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday, straight after church..I arranged for Markus and emily to come to my place at the voideck of my place to do our egg assignment together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day..we each came up with one story about the egg...&lt;br /&gt;Markus came up as this egg is like superman..do everything..I came up as this egg can transform into anything as an emergency tools to help people during crisis..&lt;br /&gt;and Emily came up with sunshine egg that can multiply as raindrops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0isfCxEW2I/AAAAAAAADDA/UVPth5YpgKA/s1600-h/superegg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775400486361954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0isfCxEW2I/AAAAAAAADDA/UVPth5YpgKA/s400/superegg4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0ise9SQjLI/AAAAAAAADC4/YOjSponp96I/s1600-h/superegg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775399014960306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0ise9SQjLI/AAAAAAAADC4/YOjSponp96I/s400/superegg3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iserlBzsI/AAAAAAAADCw/2fiDUAdI4A4/s1600-h/superegg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775394261847746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iserlBzsI/AAAAAAAADCw/2fiDUAdI4A4/s400/superegg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0isecBOTUI/AAAAAAAADCo/mwwnQNMS4ek/s1600-h/my+egg+presentation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424775390085139778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0isecBOTUI/AAAAAAAADCo/mwwnQNMS4ek/s400/my+egg+presentation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so...using these 3 stories...I came up with our final story...putting this 3 stories into one..called the story of super egg S.E.N.S.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite a lame story tho..but fun..&lt;br /&gt;I will share with you the story later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tough part of this assigment is how to drop the raw egg without breaking from a height..we are only given one roll of masking tape..one raw egg and 2 straws..&lt;br /&gt;We tried all ways and means..trying to buffer the egg...but eventually broke 12 eggs...what a waste...So, we failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the night before our presentation..Emily came over to my place after work..and we did our presentation slide together..She helped me with the typing as we discussed how we want the presentation slide to be...I did the part on the designing while she do the text...Then I shared my idea on the Parachute and she helped me to work on it as I modify the presentation..and did the buffer part of the parachute for the egg...Finally we finished at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;Then I drove and sent her home...&lt;br /&gt;Thank God...by 1am...we managed not only to get our presentation slide done but also our egg parachute was successful...the egg didn't break...Thank God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day came..for presentation...&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing how well every group did...&lt;br /&gt;Each group came up with amazing stories......so did we...hee..quite entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is..all the group came up with the similar egg bomb/ball idea..to prevent the raw egg from breaking...hmm...why didn't we think of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iqvs-BS4I/AAAAAAAADBw/y98WMn8cpKU/s1600-h/tom+grp+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424773487669627778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iqvs-BS4I/AAAAAAAADBw/y98WMn8cpKU/s400/tom+grp+egg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iqvH2r8PI/AAAAAAAADBo/XRXbhc8ghDo/s1600-h/siti+grp+egg+project.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0itZDZe3qI/AAAAAAAADDo/T3bTeUhiSvg/s1600-h/siti+grp+egg+project.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424776397088284322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0itZDZe3qI/AAAAAAAADDo/T3bTeUhiSvg/s400/siti+grp+egg+project.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iqu8ocY1I/AAAAAAAADBg/Q-iWBLNLwAo/s1600-h/Melvern+grp+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424773474694226770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iqu8ocY1I/AAAAAAAADBg/Q-iWBLNLwAo/s400/Melvern+grp+egg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something which we should give ourselves a pat on our shoulder for my group is that ..we were the one group who did the parachute egg..and the egg was not fully wrapped up ..and it actually did not break when I throw from a height..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0irDdmRxOI/AAAAAAAADB4/OC9lYqNIo_U/s1600-h/superegg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424773827140895970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0irDdmRxOI/AAAAAAAADB4/OC9lYqNIo_U/s400/superegg6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking...I was so nervous..when I step on the chair..that my feet were shivering...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0irYMsRsnI/AAAAAAAADCA/eXJSizTvrDs/s1600-h/eggtest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424774183379907186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0irYMsRsnI/AAAAAAAADCA/eXJSizTvrDs/s400/eggtest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0irjfYxiRI/AAAAAAAADCI/8RzCffzpF8c/s1600-h/did+it+break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424774377376942354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0irjfYxiRI/AAAAAAAADCI/8RzCffzpF8c/s400/did+it+break.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had great fun!!! It was a great experience..Indeed we learnt alot in this PMS class..&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget it was Melvern's birthday that day...we had a mini celebration for him as you can see here...&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Birthday Melvern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iuCKYgbRI/AAAAAAAADD4/9_iBkWpcS5s/s1600-h/happy+birthday+Melvern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424777103337876754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iuCKYgbRI/AAAAAAAADD4/9_iBkWpcS5s/s400/happy+birthday+Melvern.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iuB7HTI0I/AAAAAAAADDw/sek_9XDhQuA/s1600-h/happy+birthday+Melvern2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424777099239170882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0iuB7HTI0I/AAAAAAAADDw/sek_9XDhQuA/s400/happy+birthday+Melvern2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3250398522129656609?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3250398522129656609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=3250398522129656609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3250398522129656609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3250398522129656609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-to-do-egg-without-breaking.html' title='How to do the egg without breaking'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/S0ir8BKNDCI/AAAAAAAADCQ/fqw2Hp_sj-0/s72-c/Marketing+class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7628731200600544996</id><published>2010-01-05T00:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:54:10.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pen Pal</title><content type='html'>When was the last time you got a pen pal?&lt;br /&gt;To me its like ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I got myself a pen pal from States:)&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is strange..as if I was back to my school days where I had pen pal..&lt;br /&gt;except that those days..we really used pen to write letters to someone we never really knew nor seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement of writing and waiting to receive each other's letter is the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you believe it or not...&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of my first boyfriend back then..(of cuz not during school days)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first boyfriend was a very sweet guy...he is someone who is very close to my heart. Our love was simple and pure..&lt;br /&gt;Each day we had endless things to talk to each other...&lt;br /&gt;We meet each other face to face...talking non-stop...&lt;br /&gt;even after he returns home..we will talk on the phone for hours...till 3am or so before we willing hang up the phone to get to some sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best part of it...&lt;br /&gt;We wrote love letters to each other....haha..even tho we see each other almost everyday...chat on the phone for hours...&lt;br /&gt;yet we just didn't seem to get enough of it...&lt;br /&gt;I love reading his love letters...its sweet and heart warming...&lt;br /&gt;The letters often ends up in few pages long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say...nowadays..you hardly can find any one that genuine to do such sweet stuff...they probably will think you are crazy..or its a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, never do one realised that..its the simplest thing in life..which will leaves the sweetest memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking...each time as I open my mailbox...I was secretly hoping that some sweet secret admirer might just drop me a sweet mail in my mailbox....&lt;br /&gt;but....hm...will it add sweetness to my days..or will it frighten me off....hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy this short sweet story from me today:)&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7628731200600544996?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7628731200600544996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7628731200600544996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7628731200600544996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7628731200600544996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/pen-pal.html' title='Pen Pal'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4245004133447845468</id><published>2010-01-03T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:05:03.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>Finally brought the kids (my godchildren) out today for a movie: Alvin &amp; the Chipmunks 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;This time we chose the nearer seats..indeed..should have bought these seats for yesterday instead..could be better..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..the kids and I enjoyed the show..esp the music..cool...&lt;br /&gt;This time the chipmunks has gfs which looks like them..hahaha..interesting...and they sing like them as well..from one look..u can see who is meant for who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie..we went to get my god daughter a dress for her belated Christmas presents..as I have already bought the boys' presents for them..but yet to pass to them..will pass to them tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their parents came to fetch us from Century square and then we went for supper...&lt;br /&gt;Tho this Christmas my pocket bleed alot..but well...still worth..&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for His providence..but I must learn to cut down on such expenditure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new year resolutions...all starts with 's'&lt;br /&gt;Save: Start to save up..&lt;br /&gt;Strive: Strive to do better in work, study and all areas..&lt;br /&gt;Spend: Spend more time with God in devotion...and spend more time with parents..&lt;br /&gt;Stop: Stop grumbling..Stop sinning...Stop spending on others and myself soo much..&lt;br /&gt;Smart: Learn to work and study Smart...&lt;br /&gt;Store: Store for rainy days&lt;br /&gt;Strength: Strengthen, improve on the areas which I am weak at...in work, study, character...etc..&lt;br /&gt;Stable: Pray that the Lord will continue to bless me with stable job/income and persistency in work and study..&lt;br /&gt;Steady: Pray that I can find a steady relationship..and life time partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least..Submit: To submit everything into the Lord's hand..trusting Him that all will be done according to His will and for my goodness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is ur New Year Resolution?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4245004133447845468?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4245004133447845468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4245004133447845468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4245004133447845468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4245004133447845468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1811472055451820560</id><published>2010-01-02T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:30:37.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy 2010 everyone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord shower you &amp; your family with love, grace and blessings thru-out this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you spend your New Year?&lt;br /&gt;Haha..I was working full day and even Over-time on New Year Eve..hahaha..can you believe it???&lt;br /&gt;But its fine cuz I love my job :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pick dad, sis and little bro to meet my brother and his family for New Year dinner in a simple and affortable restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, we went to my brother's place stayed over nite..supposed to go for watchnite service in Church..but Sorry Lord I was too tired..after working full day and OT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I did my thanksgiving prayer to the Lord on my own...Thank you Lord once again..even tho last year was a year of many economy crisis but you blessed me and my family with abundance..Pray for the salvation of my entire family..that they will all become your children and share this salvation one day:)&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for all my sins and help me to become a better person with better character and more like U in many ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that the Lord will continue to bless me and my family in this 2010.&lt;br /&gt;And if there should be any glory..May all the glory be given to my Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u Lord for everything! Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..back to where I was..&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Avatar 3D in Century Square..heard was a great show!!!&lt;br /&gt;We watched midnite last nite..&lt;br /&gt;Show was great but we were disappointed as the screen in that cinema was not huge enough and good enough for 3D shows..even tho that is my fav cinema...&lt;br /&gt;The 3D spec was too heavy also..unlike the ones by GV.&lt;br /&gt;Sound effect wasn't too great too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall..it was a nice show..enjoyed the show...&lt;br /&gt;Experience learnt first day of 2010..to watch 3D..I need to go to a better cinema with bigger screen and better sound system..and chose a seat nearer to the screen..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wanna watch Alvin &amp; the Chipmunks with my 3 godchildren late this evening at my fav cinema again..but well..since this is not a 3D show..I am sure it will turn out great!!! hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time to take a little nap...&lt;br /&gt;Nitey nite:)&lt;br /&gt;Muck!!!&lt;br /&gt;btw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed u very much Sandra, Peter and my dear god son E.T in Melbourne:)&lt;br /&gt;Pray that after I graduate..I can visit you again...&lt;br /&gt;Love u always:)&lt;br /&gt;Angeline (ganma)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1811472055451820560?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1811472055451820560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1811472055451820560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1811472055451820560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1811472055451820560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6824580886431997743</id><published>2010-01-02T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:31:02.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas &amp; a Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope its not too late to wish all of you a wonderful Christmas &amp; a very Happy &amp; blessed New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our Lord bless u and ur family a healthy, joyful, peaceful &amp; wonderful 2010!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update on how I spent this years Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;Schedule was crazy cuz I have oversea guest who came in during the Christmas week..&lt;br /&gt;no chance to finish Christmas shopping...owed lots of people presents..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even managed to get the present for my dad and little bro..&lt;br /&gt;Had to get my sis to help me to do the last min shopping on Christmas eve...and can't believe it..I made my decision on which to buy over a video call..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then picked my sis and bro up from home to go to my brother's place to spend our christmas together...&lt;br /&gt;Did up a quick christmas tree on the wall with my 2 years old niece..since we have no christmas tree this year...and then had all the presents place underneath...that 2D christmas tree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchange the present and since this is the first Christmas for my niece, she was so excited with all the deco and presents..and volunteer to help us put all the presents underneath the christmas tree, then help us to pick our presents and opening up for us...we had great fun!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to do Movie marathon..but was too exhausted..knocked out before Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;Went to Christmas Service early in the morning with Mum &amp; little brother then to our usual (1000 people) Christmas lunch at the Chinese Restaurant after the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter went home take a quick nap...&lt;br /&gt;Then went to meet my bestfriend and the ladies as well as one Italian guy to dine in a wonderful Italian restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;The people (esp the boss of the restaurant), the ambience and best of all the food..was great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did our gift exchange as well...Had a wonderful time! Thanks for the arrangement for that special dinning experience..and best of all..it cost us less of 40bucks each. Cool isn't it??? hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ur Christmas was great!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6824580886431997743?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6824580886431997743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6824580886431997743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6824580886431997743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6824580886431997743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas &amp; a Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1026725968889093086</id><published>2009-12-19T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:33:58.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Pics</title><content type='html'>Few days ago I was chatting with an old classmate over facebook about the past...&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter lots of memories flash back...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't recall how I looked then..during my secondary schools..only remembre I look really old fashion and not attractive at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you flipped thru your old album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I took out my huge old album with all my pic collections back then...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at them...I couldn't stop laughing at the way I looked back then...&lt;br /&gt;Especially my hair style..my eyebrow...and dressing...&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear...looks totally 'unglam'...I think thats what Joyce my bestfriend will say..I guess its worst then that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee..thank God for the improvements I made over the years...I must say..self confidence plays a very important part...&lt;br /&gt;I used to be one who has low self esteem...which I believe all my buddies esp Joyce knows that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As years goes by...God built up my self confidence bit by bit....&lt;br /&gt;To an extend when I told someone in the past that I am not a self confidence person and had low self esteem..he couldn't believe it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess men change...be it for the better or for the worst..&lt;br /&gt;and of cuz I wish its for the better..for everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall during one event when my church posted some of our old pics as we travel back thru the memory lane...I feel so embarassed as that pic which I took..had a triangular permed hairstyle...hahaha..I really feel like burying my head in the soil like an ostrich..heee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..its good to see ourselves improving thru the years isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Looking at those pics...&lt;br /&gt;I had a question: Those guys who court after me...back then..when I looked the way I was back then...Did they had stamps stick on their eyes (its a Hokkien/dialect expression-saying someone couldn't see properly and made the wrong decision esp in chosing your sponse or partners)..hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister had a different value..she said...those could be true love..as true love doesn't depends on looks...&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats right...&lt;br /&gt;Like now..I look better (even tho I improved in all areas)..but (looking around me...hmm...no one...) All I can find are those who only wanted sex or go for looks..which is totally disappointing and not what I want or seek for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, if you are not into true relationship and looking for only sexual excitment..I am not your cup of tea..don't waste your time and mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie..thats all for now..&lt;br /&gt;As christmas is approaching...are you done with your christmas shopping?&lt;br /&gt;Me? 1/2 done i supposed..&lt;br /&gt;There is gift exchange in YF this evening..bringing my classmate with me too..&lt;br /&gt;Pray that she will get to experience the true meaning of christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CheerS:)&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Christmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1026725968889093086?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1026725968889093086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1026725968889093086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1026725968889093086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1026725968889093086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/12/old-pics.html' title='Old Pics'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3575108252497999420</id><published>2009-12-06T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:02:18.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas isn't Christmas (lyrics)</title><content type='html'>Christmas isn't Christmas till it happens in your heart;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside you, is where Christmas really starts.&lt;br /&gt;So give your heart to Jesus, you'll discover when you do....&lt;br /&gt;That it's Christmas, really Christmas for you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Jesus brings warmth like a winter fire, &lt;br /&gt;A light like a candle's glow...&lt;br /&gt;He's waiting now to come inside as He did so long ago....&lt;br /&gt;Jesus brings gifts of truth and life, and makes them bloom &amp; grow..&lt;br /&gt;So welcome Him with a song of joy...&lt;br /&gt;And when He comes you'll know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Christmas isn't Christmas till it happens in your heart...&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside you is where Christmas really starts...&lt;br /&gt;So give your heart to Jesus; you'll discover when you do..&lt;br /&gt;That it's Christmas, really Christmas for you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3575108252497999420?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/3575108252497999420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=3575108252497999420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3575108252497999420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/3575108252497999420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-isnt-christmas-lyrics.html' title='Christmas isn&apos;t Christmas (lyrics)'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2590079135700166583</id><published>2009-12-06T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T16:57:09.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cont' from previous post..</title><content type='html'>I guess we will be getting our keys to our new place in a few months time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much things in me which I wanted to share with you here..esp each sunday during the service after listening to the sermon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But each time after reaching home...I will be too tired to write my blog..and then..forgot what I really wanted to share with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must saying..I am thankful to be a christian..and in a good church which emphasize strongly in the truth (words of God). Praise the Lord for that Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick updates of what has been going on in my life..&lt;br /&gt;1) Busy with work- oversea VIPs visiting..I have to assist them during their visit...on top of my regular job scope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) School work...2nd year is no joke..needs lots of time and commitments..&lt;br /&gt;each week other than having classes during the nite..we have to meet up in our own group to prepare for our presentation for every lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Exams..(stressful...), every 3-4 months is one semester and at the end of each semester is Exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Family..Its sad to realise and see the changes in my Dad as he aged..&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts..each time I see him getting weaker and weaker...&lt;br /&gt;Each time I recall how strong my dad used to be...&lt;br /&gt;and now..how weak he looks or walks...&lt;br /&gt;not long ago like many elderly..fell broke few ribs..and fell again..off the escalator..My heart bleeds..so sad to see him..suddenly grew old...hate to admit that my dad suddenly grew old..It reminds me that one day..all of us will grow old..and become weak and somehow helpless...&lt;br /&gt;Dad has stopped working..we wanted him to rest and had more detail examination from Doc as he doesn't seems to be in good shape right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 2 funerals within 8 days...&lt;br /&gt;Melissa's mum passed away during my exam...I couldn't attend the wake service but managed to attend her funeral svc tho..&lt;br /&gt;Then Valissa's dad passed away..I didn't managed to attend as I was way to exhausted after exam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time attending funeral..reminds me how short and unpredictable life is..&lt;br /&gt;One day I will be laying there in peace..back to my heavenly Father..&lt;br /&gt;During Melissa's mum's funeral svc, I had a chance to talk to my pastor's daughter..&lt;br /&gt;Telling her..one day..if I lay there...I think I will be the happiest person..I will be comforted...and joyful that I have accomplished the mission God has given me on earth. Each time I talked about my preparation for my death/funeral..people around gives me a weird and sad look..But I told them..what is death? Death is not fearful if you know for sure where you are going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics of a Hymn which always reminds me..if today I leave...will I meet my Lord with empty handed, not a single soul I bring???? (Have you bring anyone to Christ? Did you share your faith openly? Are you proud to be a christian? Have you ever tell anyone about Jesus/God's love for men that Jesus came to die for you and me on the cross so that by believing in Him we will be saved..we will receive eternal life and goes to heaven one day to be with our Lord?).&lt;br /&gt;Do not miss any chance of sharing about your faith my christian friends..For its our mission on earth to share about the truth &amp; God's sacrifical love, sharing with their the key to salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this Christmas be a true Christmas to you!&lt;br /&gt;I will share one of my favour song with you in my next post..&lt;br /&gt;I wish if you are here...I can sing for you..otherwise..if you know this song..do sing with me with the lyrics provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Christmas to you!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Loves You!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2590079135700166583?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-5860067314997907993</id><published>2009-12-06T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T16:22:33.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally home again...</title><content type='html'>Phew...what a long journey to make myself travel back 'home' to this blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Strange feeling tho..&lt;br /&gt;a sense of happiness, a sense of lost, a sense of missing..a sense of....&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is...&lt;br /&gt;Its good to finally be back..here with you guys again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what has Angeline been doing during this period of 'MIA'???&lt;br /&gt;I remember attending Joyce my best friend and Cindy my buddy's birthday party at bala few weeks ago..in the mist of my exam...giving them a surprise as well as giving myself a short break in btw of my exams...&lt;br /&gt;My friends were surprised to see me there...and most of them said almost that same things that its good to see me..and I have been soo soo busy..always seeing msg on my facebook saying I am tired...dead tired..exhausted...its exam again...how many more papers to go and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..ya...basically thats what my life is about right now...WORK, STUDY, EXAM &amp; mostly FAMILY should I have anymore time left..I do missed those times when I can stick around with friends and buddies in cafe..shopping and so on....&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of it..those seems like a luxury to me right now...&lt;br /&gt;For now..should I have any time...what I need and wanted most is sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had time to read my many books in my room..which I will be donating to our church library in few months time...when we shift to our new place which will be a much much smaller place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a great headache for me I think..&lt;br /&gt;Well..I guess..there will always come a time, whereby such decision of keeping and removing has to be made...Frankly speaking..if not for such moments I guess..I will continue to keep everything that I have imp memories for me..&lt;br /&gt;But well..life goes on..and we have to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont' in next post..if not this will be a long post for u guys to read..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-5860067314997907993?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5860067314997907993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=5860067314997907993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5860067314997907993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5860067314997907993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-home-again.html' title='Finally home again...'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1504259000850930665</id><published>2009-11-11T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:27:16.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready????</title><content type='html'>Are you ready???&lt;br /&gt;This is a frequency question which I got lately...esp when exam is just next week...&lt;br /&gt;My answer is...I have started revising...but well..never will be ready enough till I sit for my exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today bosses asked me a question..."Are you alright Angeline?"&lt;br /&gt;I kind of figure out why they ask so..&lt;br /&gt;Cuz yesterday...I actually committed a mistake in my work...which surprises my boss and myself as well...I feel upset with myself for that mistake...&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd mistakes I made within my one year plus in the company I think...till none is really serious mistake...&lt;br /&gt;My bosses instead often turn around and comfort me as they know I take my mistake very seriously...which is good and bad in a way...&lt;br /&gt;Boss told me.."Hey its alright...I am just surprised that you made such a mistake...becuz you are always very careful...Just thot wanna check with you..."&lt;br /&gt;I told my boss..lately I cannot focuz..I felt very exhausted...perhaps...too much things going on in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;having VIP coming in...on top of my work...I have so much planning to do...&lt;br /&gt;and my exam is next week...trying to grab time and focuz in my revision esp when I have to OT all the way till one day before my exam...&lt;br /&gt;I have not been sleeping well..couldn't relax...&lt;br /&gt;Brain got over active...couldn't sleep in peace..so much thing going on in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;Thus I told my boss I need to go home earlier after work...to go straight to bed..and he said okie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just before that yesterday..I was doing backup of all my working stuff saving a copy for my bosses..telling them in case one day God decided to call me back to heaven..they will still have the data to continue my work....&lt;br /&gt;and I asked about insurance agent...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;So I guess they must be thinking..something must have happen to me...am I down to serious illness..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained that men should always be prepared..becuz life is never a matter of AGE...sometimes in life...I will just feel that my mission might be done anytime in this world and might be called up to heaven anytime...&lt;br /&gt;Thus..its always good to be prepared and leave each day as if its the last...thats why I will try to do my best in things I do..and try never to leave any burdens for others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss agreed as in that way..we will always do our best and treasure, appreciate everything we have...&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for life...and life after death...&lt;br /&gt;how about you???&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1504259000850930665?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6082414858378922783</id><published>2009-11-03T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:00:41.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams revision</title><content type='html'>Its 2 weeks plus to my exam..&lt;br /&gt;but my heart just isn't set in full revision mode...&lt;br /&gt;Oh mine..&lt;br /&gt;Lord pls help me...&lt;br /&gt;Hee..recently my sis and I were so addicted in cooking....&lt;br /&gt;We would cook pass midnite...&lt;br /&gt;and wake up early morning and even rush home to cook...........&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...turning on 3 to 4 computers just to cook....&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cooking with computers???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...Nah...we are addicted to the Cafe World game in Facebook....&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we have to rush into our cafe and keep watch that our cafe doesn't run out of food...and most importantly that our food are remove from stove in time before it turns bad......&lt;br /&gt;And we will plan how to re-deco or re-design our cafe..buying new stuff to improve our cafe....&lt;br /&gt;now...trying to adjust the time of cooking so that it will not affect our sleep...and importantly...I must learn to concentrate in my revision for my exam...&lt;br /&gt;Jia you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekk....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6082414858378922783?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6082414858378922783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6082414858378922783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6082414858378922783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6082414858378922783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/11/exams-revision.html' title='Exams revision'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-3039589919358050307</id><published>2009-11-03T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:48:15.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance=Letting Go</title><content type='html'>I used to think in the past that Marriage is a form of security..&lt;br /&gt;Only thru marriage that you finally belongs to someone and someone finally belongs to you and no other woman can take him away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as years goes by...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at couples around me...happily married..then..divorce..&lt;br /&gt;My concept of Marriage or security of marriage changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage no longer ties a man or a woman to his or her partner for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a conversation with my boss over dinner..&lt;br /&gt;We both agree that the Marriage cert doesn't tied your partners to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, sad to say..there are people around us who separates love &amp; sex.&lt;br /&gt;E.g. A loves his wife but have sex with woman B. He felt that there is nothing wrong about it since sex and love are separate issues.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you feel about this but I am disguised!&lt;br /&gt;To me, Marriage is holy as it could be..as Marriage is given by God.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage bed should not be polluted..in any way.&lt;br /&gt;Its the greatest insult to the partner when his/her partner sleeps with someone else that is not his/her legally bonded partner.&lt;br /&gt;Where is the respect and the vow you made to your partner during the wedding ceremony?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad to say if One cannot differentiate love from passion or lust...&lt;br /&gt;To a point..Does true love ever exist? The only true love I know is God's eternal unchanging love. Its never affected by anything. He loves you not only as who you are but also loves you till the end!&lt;br /&gt;To the extend that Jesus died for you and me on the cross to save us from our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, the bible reminded us to keep away from adultery..why?&lt;br /&gt;Because men (human) are weak..easily tempted and fells into adultery..&lt;br /&gt;How many men can really resist sexy attractive women who threw themselves at them?&lt;br /&gt;Women likewise falls for charming sweet talkers who melts their heart with sweet honey....and make-believe love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire the courage of people around me who have the courage to step into a relationship..I guess the hardest lesson to learn in a relationship is that ...&lt;br /&gt;at the point of acceptance..you must be ready to let go too...&lt;br /&gt;letting go not just of the past to move into a relationship..but also..be ready to let go of this man who you just accepted into your life..&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say so..because..no one knows what will happen in the future..&lt;br /&gt;since nothing is guarantee..not even a marriage cert..the best way is...enjoy the moments of having each other...but do not live for only this person alone..live for yourself...be yourself...otherwise..should the day that one changes his/her mind...you would lost your direction in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a happy person as you can be..treasure what you have...be thankful for what you have...but do not think that your partner is tied to you or his/her life belongs to you now..cuz nobody really belongs to another..&lt;br /&gt;You share your lifes together...be it good or bad...happy or sad..&lt;br /&gt;but you still have your own life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-3039589919358050307?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-8066517241387900550</id><published>2009-10-28T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T10:20:13.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage makes a different!</title><content type='html'>Its human nature to avoid and run away from problem or unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;Many times in our life we often find ourselves in unpleasant situation which we chose to run away, hoping that the problem will die down or resolve itself.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I am right about this..&lt;br /&gt;but Man seems to do this often esp if they have an disagreement with his wife, he will just avoid the issue and pretend nothing had happen the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas woman (wife) most of the time would want to resolve the issue with her hubby to find out where goes wrong to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;This many times makes we women really upset.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they said Men are from Mars and Women from Venus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that...&lt;br /&gt;even I myself...hate to find myself in situation which I have to solve..and many times..feel exhausted even just thinking that I have to solve it..and afraid that it might not be solved.&lt;br /&gt;But I realised..the more I didn't want to face it or deal with it..&lt;br /&gt;the more I am lack of confidence to handle it..&lt;br /&gt;the more I feel stress about it..&lt;br /&gt;I just need to force myself to go ahead..pick up my courage and deal with it..&lt;br /&gt;who knows I might succeed...even if I don't...at least I try..&lt;br /&gt;If not...it will only be a stressful 'WHAT IF' that never has an answer to whether its workable or achievable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion is...&lt;br /&gt;Be Courageous..face your problem..and even if it doesn't not work..you have gained extra experience in life!&lt;br /&gt;If we chose to run away..the problem will always be the problem and hinder in our life.&lt;br /&gt;Courage turns our problems into experience, knowledge and even success in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fail to climb the mountain, you will never discover the wonders on the other side of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First step is never easy.&lt;br /&gt;If a child is afraid to take his first step..will he even be able to walk for the rest of his life? Where has that courage we have gone to when we first learning walking..taking our step step to life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho facing the problem might not necessary resolve it but at least you can give yourself a pat on your shoulder and say "Well Done! At least you tried! Otherwise you never know!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do by faith and pray, not by our own might. God see what we cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;His plan is greater than ours. Like the 5 loaves and 2 fishes miracle which Jesus did. He fed 5000people with just 5 loaves and 2 fishes when his disciples thought they will never have enough to feed these people.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus proved to them..nothing is impossible to God.&lt;br /&gt;Not only was it enough..and they left 12 baskets of left overs from the 5 loaves 2 fishes after feeding the 5000 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never say never when you have the Lord Jesus with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this beautiful display I have on my office desk..which writes "Life is full with Miracles! For nothing is impossible with God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Just last night..I was feeling down..as one side of my car's window and door was not in working condition and I had to send them for repair this morning..&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for the last time before I make my way to the workshop..and then..Miracle happens..God heard my prayer..and suddenly all can work again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! Life is filled with Miracle!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior!&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful becuase You are here with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-8066517241387900550?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8066517241387900550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=8066517241387900550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8066517241387900550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8066517241387900550'/><link rel='alternate' 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wife to be is love.&lt;br /&gt;Because when a guy is after lust or passion...&lt;br /&gt;he will only think of having sex with that woman and nothing else..&lt;br /&gt;But for him..&lt;br /&gt;he feels comfortable, happy and satify just to be with his gf.&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to recall any part of the man who have such a feeling with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so far away...&lt;br /&gt;I almost forget and give up believing that simple true love does exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that friend of mine he said..his experience is..&lt;br /&gt;don't think of it..&lt;br /&gt;he and his gf didn't think they will be together...&lt;br /&gt;it was not in their plan..&lt;br /&gt;but it just happen naturally...&lt;br /&gt;nothing like what we normally aim for those perfect date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion..love happens when its less expected..&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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BGR?'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7971280203597135947</id><published>2009-10-10T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T18:31:43.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What seems too good ..might not be real after all..</title><content type='html'>Last nite I met up with Journi..&lt;br /&gt;Have a relax time by the pool drinking wine..&lt;br /&gt;and chatting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually asked a few more friends but..they were busy..&lt;br /&gt;Journi and I had great time catching up...&lt;br /&gt;and I told him that recently...I am experiencing something which is untrue..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I do wish that it could be true..but well...&lt;br /&gt;most of the time..the guys failed the test I set for them...&lt;br /&gt;my test proved them to be unreal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion...if something is too good to be true..then its probably isn't real..&lt;br /&gt;May God continue to give me wisdom esp when making any decision in any potential relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7971280203597135947?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7971280203597135947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7971280203597135947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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message</title><content type='html'>Have you ever written any love letters in your life?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you read or wrote a love letter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been history since I last wrote love letters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love letters are sweet and romantic...&lt;br /&gt;it warms the heart even in a cold winter night..&lt;br /&gt;it causes one to look forward with anxiety and excitment...&lt;br /&gt;it melts the heart even tho you know somewhere in your heart that this might not be true...Despite all these...I am blessed to enjoy these unique moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share with you here a love note from somewhere out there...&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;Dear Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words to express how I feel about you. I constantly search for the words, and they all seem less than I truly feel. You are my life, my heart, and my soul. You are my best friend. You are my one true love. I knew that you were the one I was meant to be with forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make this promise to you my dear, to love you the way that you love me. I now look to the future and forget the past, your life is mine and we will make it last. I love you more today than I did yesterday, and I’ll love you more tomorrow than I do today.&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart I am forever yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always and Forever&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;*********************************&lt;br /&gt;and in return....&lt;br /&gt;This love note was sent....&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;Darling..&lt;br /&gt;We have traveled life’s highway of twists and bends. As each day goes by you fill my heart with so much joy and delight and so much more. When I hear I Love You, I just melt into so much joy and thoughts of happiness. As I say I Love You and we close our eyes and open out hearts no longer will we be apart, in each other’s hearts. No matter what problems we may encounter in the future, we’ll get through them together, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have enjoyed reading these romantic love messages..and perhaps..start writing yours to your love ones..this might sparks up some romance that was left in the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. What you read above is not the exact version of the content of the love message of cuz..but well..more of less there..hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6875997510941520391?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6875997510941520391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6875997510941520391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6875997510941520391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6875997510941520391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-message.html' title='Love message'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6401662575450242288</id><published>2009-10-06T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:50:16.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are u Somebody, Anybody or Nobody?</title><content type='html'>Every Monday is our Marcom class...&lt;br /&gt;Each Marcom class, we were supposed to prepare a presentation...&lt;br /&gt;However....&lt;br /&gt;this evening it seems that everybody thought that somebody would prepare the presentation...&lt;br /&gt;and somebody though anybody could have prepared....&lt;br /&gt;Thus it ended up that everybody was waiting for anybody to present except themselves..&lt;br /&gt;When eventually nobody presented...all because everybody thought somebody would present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So were you the everybody, somebody, anybody or nobody???&lt;br /&gt;hee...so lesson learned is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody should think that somebody should present..and everybody should prepare...so that eventually anybody could present...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6401662575450242288?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6401662575450242288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6401662575450242288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6401662575450242288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6401662575450242288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/10/are-u-somebody-anybody-or-nobody.html' title='Are u Somebody, Anybody or Nobody?'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2933035836885873687</id><published>2009-10-06T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:52:55.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some guys just doesn't get it..</title><content type='html'>I love this song which you hear..as you enter into this blog..&lt;br /&gt;Its called Way back into Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new friend of mine told me he got a shock by the music when he first visited my blog:)&lt;br /&gt;Okie let's get back to the topic.."Some guys just doesn't get it"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess..it could be the other way round instead..that some gals just doesn't get it..(This could most probably be what the guys are thinking as well..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the lyrics of this song...(listen and try to figure out what I am trying to say here..) This is exactly what I am looking for in love...&lt;br /&gt;However..sad to say..most guys out there...or at least those I knew from the fb...&lt;br /&gt;most of them are out for sex rather than love...&lt;br /&gt;Well..what to expect from the website right?&lt;br /&gt;You are probably right..although there might just be some exception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..in any case...the future is in the Lord's hand..which I believe...&lt;br /&gt;eventually if the man is to be 'yours' which well it never does..&lt;br /&gt;nobody will ever belongs to another person..this is a precious lesson I learned from reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever maybe maybe..."&lt;br /&gt;haha..who knows..some day that some one special whom God has prepared for me might just accidently come into this space and get trapped here..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God blessed all the lovers in this world..that they treasure each other...&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Angie:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2933035836885873687?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2933035836885873687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=2933035836885873687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2933035836885873687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2933035836885873687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-guys-just-doesnt-get-it.html' title='Some guys just doesn&apos;t get it..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4138771367863213264</id><published>2009-10-04T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:45:14.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something esp. for you</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Order to thank you for your faithful reading of my blog..&lt;br /&gt;I added some things especially for you...by the side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as Cooking receipt (hee..esp for Sandra..since you love cooking receipt)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible verse (Words for wisdom for everyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A search button to search for anything which I have written before in my blogs..or the website which I linked to my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Keep me update buttom which will inform you each time I update my blog so that you will not be disappointed coming in..seeing that I have not update my blog:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for Coffee lover like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Pigeon shooting game is still at the bottom of my blog which you can see if your skill has improve each time you come visiting my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys will enjoy yourselves here..&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4138771367863213264?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4138771367863213264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-1680215540612405844</id><published>2009-10-04T19:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:11:41.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Love Story-Tree, Leaf and Wind</title><content type='html'>Here is another short love story which I would like to share with you..this is from another friend of mine..which I find it very meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree &lt;br /&gt;=== &lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm called tree is because I'm good at painting trees. Overtime I start to use a tree on the right hand corner as a trademark for all my watercolors painting. I have dated 5 gals when I was in Pre-U. There's one gal who I love a lot but never dare go after her. She doesn't have a pretty face, doesn't have a good figure, doesn't have outstanding charm. She is just a very ordinary gal. &lt;br /&gt;I like her. I really like her. Like her innocent, like her frankness. Like her cuteness, like her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her is because I felt somebody so ordinary like her is not a good match for me. I'm also afraid that after we are together all the good feelings will vanish. I'm also afraid other's gossips will hurt her. I felt that if she's my gal, she will be mine ultimately &amp; I don't have to give up everything just for her. The last reason, made her accompany me for 3 years. She watch me chase after gals, and I have make her heart cry for 3 years. &lt;br /&gt;She wants to be a good actress and I'm a very demanding director. When I kissed my 2nd girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smile &amp; say "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes was swollen like a walnut. I purposely didn't want to think about what causes her to cry but laugh at her the whole day. When everybody go back home, she was alone crying in the classroom. She didn't know that I returned from soccer training to get something. I watch her cry for an hour or so. &lt;br /&gt;My 4th girlfriend didn't like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she's not the type that will start off the quarrel. But I still sided with my girlfriend. I shouted at her and her eyes was filled shocked. I didn't care about her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she still laugh &amp; joke with me like nothing has ever happened. I know that she's very hurt but she didn't know that my heart ache is as bad as hers. &lt;br /&gt;When I broke up with my 5th girlfriend, I asked her out. After going out for a day, I told her that I have something to tell her. She told me that coincidentally, she has something to tell me too. I told her about my break up and she told me about her getting together. I know whose the guy. He has been going after her for quite a while. A very cute guy full of energy, lively and interesting. His pursuit for her has been the talk of the school. &lt;br /&gt;I can't show her my heart ache but could only smile &amp; congratulate her. When I reach home, the heart ache is so strong that I can't stand it. It's like a heavy weighted stone on my chest. I couldn't breath. Wanted to shout but can't. Tears rolled down &amp; I broke down &amp; cry. How many times have I seen her cry for the man that doesn't acknowledge her presence too. &lt;br /&gt;During graduation, I read a sms in my hp. It was send 10 days ago when I broke down and cry. I haven't read it since then. It says "Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay" &lt;br /&gt;Leaf &lt;br /&gt;=== &lt;br /&gt;During Pre-U days, I like to collect leaves. Why? Because I felt that for a leaf to leave the tree she has been relying on for so long it takes a lot of courage. During the 3 years of Pre-U I was on very close terms with a guy. Not BGR kind but as buddy kind. But when he had his 1st girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. The sourness in the heart can't be describe by using a lemon. It's like 100 rotten sour lemon. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 mths. When they broke up, I hide my strong sense of happiness. But after a mth, he got together with another gal. &lt;br /&gt;I like him &amp; I know he like me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he love me why he doesn't want to make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. Time after time, my heart was hurt. I begin to suspect that this is a one sided love. If he don't like he, why does he treat me so well. It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. Liking a person is very heart wrenching. I can know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a gal to ask him right? &lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I still want to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, love him. Hoping that one fine day, he will come &amp; love me. It's like waiting for his phone call every night, wanting him to send me sms. I know that no matter how busy he is, he will make time for me. Because of this, I waited for him. The 3 years were the hardest to go through &amp; I really want to give up. Sometimes, I wonder should I continue waiting. The pain and hurt, the dilemma accompany me for 3 years. &lt;br /&gt;Till the end of my 3rd year, a 2nd year junior begins to go after me. Everyday he pursuit me relentlessly. From outright rejection to a point in time when I felt that I'm willing to let him have a small footing in my heart. He's like a warm &amp; gentle wind, trying to blow a leaf away from the tree. In the end, I realized that I didn't want to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know this wind will bring this badly battered leave far away &amp; better land. Finally I left tree, but the tree only smile &amp; didn't ask me to stay. Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay &lt;br /&gt;Wind &lt;br /&gt;==== &lt;br /&gt;Because I like a gal called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 mth after I transfer to the new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors &amp; me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends looking at him. When he talks with gals there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like she likes to look at him. &lt;br /&gt;One day, she didn't appear. I felt something amissed. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her. Took out a note &amp; gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled &amp; accept the note. The next day, she appeared &amp; pass me a note and left. &lt;br /&gt;Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away &lt;br /&gt;It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me &amp; accept my presents &amp; phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 mths, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope. Hoping that she will agree to me my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked "what are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I couldn't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place &amp; press her door bell. During the moment when she opens the door. I hugged her tightly. Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-1680215540612405844?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/1680215540612405844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=1680215540612405844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1680215540612405844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/1680215540612405844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-love-story-tree-leaf-and-wind.html' title='Short Love Story-Tree, Leaf and Wind'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4527474741682186277</id><published>2009-10-04T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:56:48.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love U</title><content type='html'>Two days ago..during my busy schedule..in the Safety &amp; Security Asia 2009 Exhibition in Suntec Conventional Hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a sweet love poem from afar...which sweetens my heart and instantly removed all my tiredness after all those weeks of preparations..and sleepless nite having to cope with exhibition..dinner with oversea guest and checking email during late nite..and at the same time..attending my degree classes at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho this love poem derives from somewhere...but..the effort touches me..so does the little modification..at the end of that love poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Ssh-_zi1FDI/AAAAAAAADBY/yPmQpV2Kz1c/s1600-h/i+love+u.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Ssh-_zi1FDI/AAAAAAAADBY/yPmQpV2Kz1c/s400/i+love+u.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388696588781950002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart, for it knows the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic of true love is the ignorance that it will last forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love is not without pain, like that of thorns in your side. Yet love is like the rose in full bloom, beautiful and full of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only love I know, is the love we shared, the love you showed me; a love I never knew until you came into my life... that I know is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Love is a fantasy you feel in reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one thing that lasts longer than time, and that is true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love comes from the heart, but true love comes from the mind and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love endures not for a time or season. True love simply loves and knows not the reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love is out there and it looks for no one. So go get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love is the strongest emotion that cannot be broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4527474741682186277?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4527474741682186277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4527474741682186277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4527474741682186277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4527474741682186277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-u.html' title='I love U'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Ssh-_zi1FDI/AAAAAAAADBY/yPmQpV2Kz1c/s72-c/i+love+u.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-2882780861103838845</id><published>2009-09-29T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T00:46:31.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the other way round..</title><content type='html'>I had a wonderful time with my classmate Emily..as I went to dinner with her after class...We had wonderful time sharing...&lt;br /&gt;Really happy to know that she is opening herself to Christ..in a way or two..as her bf who she recently got engaged to..is a Catholic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked and I shared..about faith..about my family..about what I been thru..and how much I appreciate and how thankful I am for everything I have right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably to those who are earning much more..might seem that what I have right now is nothing in comparison to what they have...&lt;br /&gt;But seriously...True Richness comes from the heart. It comes from within..&lt;br /&gt;What you might seem to have might not be what you really have...&lt;br /&gt;Not all rich people are happy people...&lt;br /&gt;Money cannot buy thru happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, like for my case..&lt;br /&gt;Its because of what me and my family been thru....&lt;br /&gt;Those tough times...times of sufferings and worries....&lt;br /&gt;that makes what we have now..seems soooo precious....and priceless...&lt;br /&gt;All I could say is...if its not for God's grace and blessings...&lt;br /&gt;If not for what I have once lost.....or suffered...&lt;br /&gt;I will never know what is true happiness...&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps..will never appreciate and treasure what I have right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember..Happiness is from within...its not based on what seems to be...and its not based on what others see...that you have or not...&lt;br /&gt;True happiness is....even if you are in the rain....you will know...the rainbow will come out to meet you really really soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion...try looking the other way round...Happiness is right there waiting for you...and if happiness is knocking at your door now:) say hello...and come it in!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:))&lt;br /&gt;Praise, Glory and Thanksgiving to our Lord forever and ever...Amen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-2882780861103838845?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/2882780861103838845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=2882780861103838845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2882780861103838845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/2882780861103838845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-other-way-round.html' title='Just the other way round..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7445040784570659465</id><published>2009-09-27T23:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:05:23.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most beautiful verse..Psalm 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Sr-LfOU4BLI/AAAAAAAADBQ/tnIhlQr-xCs/s1600-h/shepherd-1662c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Sr-LfOU4BLI/AAAAAAAADBQ/tnIhlQr-xCs/s400/shepherd-1662c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386177047896261810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's service Pastor Zheng Wei Sheng spoke on Psalm 23, a psalm which is so familiar to almost everyone..yet...one which give fresh thots and lessons of life each time when you dwell in the verse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful psalm of (King)David. &lt;br /&gt;1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. &lt;br /&gt;2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, &lt;br /&gt;he leads me beside quiet waters, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 he restores my soul. &lt;br /&gt;He guides me in paths of righteousness &lt;br /&gt;for his name's sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Even though I walk &lt;br /&gt;through the valley of the shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil, &lt;br /&gt;for you are with me; &lt;br /&gt;your rod and your staff, &lt;br /&gt;they comfort me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 You prepare a table before me &lt;br /&gt;in the presence of my enemies. &lt;br /&gt;You anoint my head with oil; &lt;br /&gt;my cup overflows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Surely goodness and love will follow me &lt;br /&gt;all the days of my life, &lt;br /&gt;and I will dwell in the house of the LORD &lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pastor start sharing on the first verse "The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want." Lots of thots flashes across my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed..Our Lord Jesus is like the shepherd in my life..&lt;br /&gt;Like a shepherd who knows his sheep well...knowing every need of his sheep...&lt;br /&gt;knowing what kind of choice we will make in our life..what kind of path we would chose..knowing that like the sheep..we often got so engross with what is infront of us..missing out the BIG PIC..and the Danger that is involve...&lt;br /&gt;Many times like the sheep we lost our way...&lt;br /&gt;by the decision we made..we lead ourselves into danger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho we know what we ought to do and what we ought NOT to do...&lt;br /&gt;we give in to our sinful desire...we follow our desire and the 'seduction' of this world... God love us..gives us freedom..but many times we misused this freedom and got ourselves into Danger...and at the end..we ended up like the sheep..often attacked by the wolf or even fell down the cliff..&lt;br /&gt;And our Lord ended up rescuing us and protecting us from further harm...&lt;br /&gt;pulling us up from the cliff...chasing away the wolf that is ready to devour us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How thankful I am..as I recall my life...&lt;br /&gt;Many times..my Lord my Shepherd protects me from those danger..which seems attractive and good for a moment..due to my short-sightedness..like the sheep..&lt;br /&gt;Many times..when 'bad' things happen..God is there to do the remedy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at what I have right now...everything is the grace from Lord which I do not deserve..and everything is a blessing..which our Lord gives to me generously..&lt;br /&gt;I know very well..that all this is given by God..and if the Lord is to take away..I have no credit to claim for it nor will I ever blame God for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Angeline is born with nothing..like everyone..coming into this world naked..and one day..leaving this world..not bringing anything with me..but only the most precious thing..that is salvation..by the precious blood of our Lord Jesus Christ when He was nailed on the cross for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed having the Lord as my shepherd...I have no wants...(Having the Lord..means having everything I need..with no worries..at all). Losing Christ is losing everything I have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly and faithfully knows..how important Jesus Christ stands in myself...&lt;br /&gt;I am a CHRISTIAN..which I can say proudly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say..many claim to be Christian..but their life is without Christ..&lt;br /&gt;and let me share with u again something meaning which I learned....&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTIAN..if u take away the CHRIST in the word CHRISTIAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do u get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: You get nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because.. If you take out the 'CHRIST' in the word CHRISTIAN...u left only I. A. N. (Which stands for I am Nothing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christian's life without Jesus Christ is NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;Because Christ is the everything in a Christian life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experience the near death..the near of losing even a room over my head...&lt;br /&gt;but I held one very important thing in my hand..that is the hand of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the reason why...I insist my future life partner has to be a devoted Christian and a God fearing man like me...I am not prefect at all but I am a sinful..but I admit and know very well I am a sinful...yet the only different is..I have confessed my sins..I know I am a sinful..and I asked and have received the forgiveness of my sins from our Lord Jesus Christ..I am now HIS CHILDREN..&lt;br /&gt;I will never be prefect and no one is prefect till the day..we are back to the Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Sr-K2pxfArI/AAAAAAAADBI/JuvhTtzO_Z0/s1600-h/Two-Bulls-Wearing-a-Yoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Sr-K2pxfArI/AAAAAAAADBI/JuvhTtzO_Z0/s400/Two-Bulls-Wearing-a-Yoke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386176350889378482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People asked "Why you insist your partner to be Christian? I see many christian marrying non-christian.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer is "I follow what the Lord teaches me and He knows what is best for me..Bible says TWO MUST BE EQUALLY YOKED. What does that mean? This means that both must have the same belief to fall back to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life..there is no eternal life except the love of God. Everyone is been created uniquely and differently. Everyone has different background, different principals they set in their life..how they want their life to be..what they believe..This often caused lots of conflict or disagreement esp in marriage..when a couple quarrel..both refused to give in..insisting only each's opinion is correct..at this point of time..if both are God-fearing Christian..they will fall back to the Bible..seek what is right in God's eyes and not their own eyes..and come to an agreement..because bible has the overall authority in their life..the Word of God is the lamp of our feet and the light of our path."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Christian and non-Christian married..but ended up in an unhappy marriage..because their yoke is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean by equally yoked in the bible? Yoke is the a wooden bar which is fastened over the necks of two animals, especially ox..if two are not equally yoke..it means you are putting one end of the yoke over the neck of an ox..whereas the other end over the neck of a cow..Do you think they can have enough pace..and get a land plow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what it means..and this is why..two must be of the same religion..esp if the religion means everything to one of the party in the relationship. Hope this gives you a clearer pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus..I will continue to look and wait upon the one which the Lord has prepared for me..the God-fearing Christian man who truly loves me...&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise..I am willing be stay a happy single..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor once shared..Happiness doesn't comes from marriage..Marriage doesn't create Happiness..Happiness is what a couple must bring into their marriage..in order to be happy..thus..happiness comes first..before a marriage starts:)&lt;br /&gt;So BE HAPPY...AND ENJOY THE HAPPINESS OF WHAT U HAVE RIGHT NOW...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7445040784570659465?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7445040784570659465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7445040784570659465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7445040784570659465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7445040784570659465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-beautiful-versepsalm-23.html' title='The most beautiful verse..Psalm 23'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/Sr-LfOU4BLI/AAAAAAAADBQ/tnIhlQr-xCs/s72-c/shepherd-1662c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-46989923286523761</id><published>2009-09-21T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:57:25.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See u soon Daphne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe1hCyVgI/AAAAAAAADAw/p5TGRIBrCg0/s1600-h/daphne+n+me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe1hCyVgI/AAAAAAAADAw/p5TGRIBrCg0/s400/daphne+n+me2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383594678064141826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe1IGvFiI/AAAAAAAADAo/6QwbKUw_MC0/s1600-h/daphne+n+me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe1IGvFiI/AAAAAAAADAo/6QwbKUw_MC0/s400/daphne+n+me1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383594671369819682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne was my senior..at my workplace..&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was her so-called last day at work..as she has to settle some personal stuff back in Malaysia..which would take months..&lt;br /&gt;however, we love her and enjoy her presents at work..&lt;br /&gt;She is simple, direct, warm and sweet person..tho naggy at times..hee..&lt;br /&gt;Bosses asked us to go for dinner with her on that day and we went for bowling after that..&lt;br /&gt;We took lots of pics in our new office...and enjoyed the time together...&lt;br /&gt;I am really gonna miss her..&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon Daphne...we will be waiting for you at Vital Vision...!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love you and missing u.......&lt;br /&gt;Take care..&lt;br /&gt;See u soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe2d4HL_I/AAAAAAAADBA/qSZAbfcqpns/s1600-h/daphne+n+me4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe2d4HL_I/AAAAAAAADBA/qSZAbfcqpns/s400/daphne+n+me4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383594694393933810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe1-Rm2LI/AAAAAAAADA4/ofAG5IfZoAk/s1600-h/daphne+n+me3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe1-Rm2LI/AAAAAAAADA4/ofAG5IfZoAk/s400/daphne+n+me3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383594685910931634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-46989923286523761?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/46989923286523761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=46989923286523761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/46989923286523761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/46989923286523761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/see-u-soon-daphne.html' title='See u soon Daphne'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZe1hCyVgI/AAAAAAAADAw/p5TGRIBrCg0/s72-c/daphne+n+me2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-8864824351443546274</id><published>2009-09-21T00:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:50:01.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is a luxury</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZXDIj_sUI/AAAAAAAADAg/oTJWI46l4jI/s1600-h/The_Persistence_of_Memory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZXDIj_sUI/AAAAAAAADAg/oTJWI46l4jI/s400/The_Persistence_of_Memory.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383586115917689154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the master piece which I love most is this:&lt;br /&gt;The Persistence of Memory  &lt;br /&gt;Artist Salvador Dalí &lt;br /&gt;Year 1931 &lt;br /&gt;Type oil on canvas &lt;br /&gt;Dimensions 24 cm × 33 cm (9.5 in × 13 in) &lt;br /&gt;Location Museum of Modern Art, New York City &lt;br /&gt;For the novel by Tony Eprile, see The Persistence of Memory (novel).&lt;br /&gt;The Persistence of Memory  &lt;br /&gt;Artist Salvador Dalí &lt;br /&gt;Year 1931 &lt;br /&gt;Type oil on canvas &lt;br /&gt;Dimensions 24 cm × 33 cm (9.5 in × 13 in) &lt;br /&gt;Location Museum of Modern Art, New York City &lt;br /&gt;La persistencia de la memoria (1931) or The Persistence of Memory – also known by some as Melting Clocks – is the most famous painting by artist Salvador Dalí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting has been in the collection of the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) in New York City since 1934. It is very widely recognized, and is a frequent reference in popular culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On contrary, to me..The melting clock symbolise that time is melting away...&lt;br /&gt;slipping thru our hands like melting ice..turning into water...&lt;br /&gt;you cannot catch hold of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many people around me who care for me and wanting me to caring for them..&lt;br /&gt;So much that each seems to want a part of me...which I cannot afford...&lt;br /&gt;as time is no longer a common thing I have in hand...its like a luxury that I can hardly afford at this present moment...&lt;br /&gt;so much so...I started to behave like a man I loved in the past...&lt;br /&gt;he knew I loved him deeply but knowing he couldn't give me what I want of him..and he started to keep himself away from me....&lt;br /&gt;I discover myself doing this since I started studying...or even earlier..&lt;br /&gt;The more that person wants a part of me...the more I will keep myself away...becuz I know I can never satisfy him/her or the expectation on me..&lt;br /&gt;their love and care became a weight which weights heavily on me...&lt;br /&gt;No doubt the soft part of Angie is reproaching her each time she knew she had to spend some time with A or B or C..people who are important in her life..and has been thru with her in her life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Angie now, who has learnt to love herself finally...realise..its time to live for herself and not others..there are too many people expect her to be there for them at all the time..which she can no longer cope...she need to focuz in her life and accomplish what she has to do now...i.e Her job, her study, family, her faith and her finance...She needs to learn that its her life..she needs to live for herself not others...so..no matter how others might feel...she really cannot do much but to squeeze out part of her precious for one at a time..so my dear ones..pls do not expect much for Angie now..becuz she does not have the luxury of time. I guess eventually..everyone has to learn to respect each other life and decision in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the best test for all things..if anything should fade away as the time goes by...that just shows..how well that foundation was built.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...the time if I ever squeeze to meet anyone of u..is really the best I could do for you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I hope u can understand and appreciate..otherwise..there is nothing much to say but what we have just isn't strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. There are so much to be done and yet to be done..and I missed time for myself too...Oh and remember..never rely on men but only God alone..becuz Men will disappoint you, as we are not PREFECT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-8864824351443546274?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8864824351443546274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=8864824351443546274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8864824351443546274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/8864824351443546274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-is-luxury.html' title='Time is a luxury'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SrZXDIj_sUI/AAAAAAAADAg/oTJWI46l4jI/s72-c/The_Persistence_of_Memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-7309315534246344206</id><published>2009-09-08T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:01:34.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love quote#1</title><content type='html'>"Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away." - Dorothy Parker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-7309315534246344206?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/7309315534246344206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=7309315534246344206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7309315534246344206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/7309315534246344206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-quote1.html' title='Love quote#1'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-5391923722007929371</id><published>2009-09-08T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:01:57.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting off the wrong side of the bed</title><content type='html'>Ever had this feeling that you got off from the wrong side of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;I felt that way today..&lt;br /&gt;Except that I had the Lord Jesus with me..so..things didn't turn out too bad ..&lt;br /&gt;But heartache couldn't be avoided tho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..just like my bosses say...MOVE ON..don't be discourage...thank God for giving me good and understanding bosses...&lt;br /&gt;May our Lord bless my bosses..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-5391923722007929371?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5391923722007929371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=5391923722007929371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5391923722007929371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5391923722007929371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-off-wrong-side-of-bed.html' title='Getting off the wrong side of the bed'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-4934343025093734740</id><published>2009-09-08T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:49:20.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When my true love comes</title><content type='html'>Days ago..I had strange dream..&lt;br /&gt;I was married on my 40th birthday instead of 20th May of my 40th birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline is always very bad with numbers..&lt;br /&gt;but strangely..in this dream..I actually remembered that outside a ballroom..it was written Happy 40th Birthday Angeline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I enters the room..it turned out that it was my wedding..which was supposed to be on 20th May instead of 9th May..i.e. My birthday..&lt;br /&gt;I was totally caught off-guard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet but strange dream...hmmm............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-4934343025093734740?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/4934343025093734740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=4934343025093734740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4934343025093734740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/4934343025093734740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-my-true-love-comes.html' title='When my true love comes'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-6330881764182360168</id><published>2009-09-08T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:42:44.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller coaster</title><content type='html'>Talking about Roller Coaster...&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest love letter was the love letter written by my 1st date (bf-to-be)..&lt;br /&gt;The nicest guy whom I loved and loved me back then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted because he knew he couldn't be a christian whom I needed and wanted my life partner to be..Tho he went to church with me..but he just couldn't feel the way I felt for my Lord Jesus Christ. He mentioned that he wish he could experience what God let me went thru and he can feel that strongly for God..eventually I guess he just wasn't the chosen one by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has done many sweet things in my life..&lt;br /&gt;He took funny passport pics to make me laugh when I thot I probably frightened him away during our very first date when he came to pick me up from work..and my gastric started to hurt so badly that I went back to my workplace and vomited..We had to postpone our date to the next day. I thot he probably will wanna say to break up with me..even tho we are at the 'probation' period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sweetness and sincerity touches me. So did the love letter he wrote to me..&lt;br /&gt;It was the sweetest anyone could have written to me..&lt;br /&gt;He said..days with me were like a journey on the Roller Coaster..it felt like on the top of the roller coaster...so beautiful...so exciting..filled with happiness..he wished each moment could last forever..&lt;br /&gt;However when he was back to his own world again..it felt as if he has fallen to the bottom of the roller coaster...it hit the ground..Back to reality he had to face teasing by his friend for becoming christian..and the fear of his family's reaction as he comes from a very traditional chinese background..He felt lonely..and struggled. He looked forward to each new adventure with me..but he had lots of worries and fears to overcome..We were pretty young then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..at the end..he left the decision to me..willing to take whatever the decision I made...&lt;br /&gt;After lots of struggle....I decided to let go of his hand...We parted by the beach with lots of our buddies waiting for that critical moment of my decision.&lt;br /&gt;I told him to go for his happiness...and even persuade him to court after a woman who is now his happy wife..because..I felt that this man loves me more than I love him...I do not deserve him..An antique needs to be in the hand of the beholder (collector) to have its worth. In a layman's hand..its value can never be appreciated as much..neither can it shines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one is an antique and a collector..and one day..I will find my collector and my antique too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for this precious moment that will always stays with me..forever..and thank God for him that has ever been in my life..ever so sweet..and still we are friends forever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-6330881764182360168?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/6330881764182360168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=6330881764182360168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6330881764182360168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/6330881764182360168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller coaster'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-658262653963628458</id><published>2009-09-07T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:15:08.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the new spice in life..</title><content type='html'>Life seems to be pretty dry recently..occupied with work,study and freelance designing...feeling really exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;Was hoping for a new love and romance to come along the way to spice up my life alittle.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New romance brings new excitement..its thrilling...but can be exhausting in a way as well..as if one rides on a roller coaster...&lt;br /&gt;One moment..you feel like you are at the top of the world..&lt;br /&gt;the next moment you may feel as if you have fell to the pit..when that person seems to be silence and not responding..The heart seems to pounding heavily..you seems to lose a moment as if you have entered into a complete new world...You seem to lose focuz of what you are doing for a moment..then HEY WAKE UP..!!! Back you went into reality again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I learned from the past..If its yours its yours..it won't run away..&lt;br /&gt;And even if he does run away..it probably means he is not the one for you.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese has a saying "Mian qiang shi mei you xin fu de!" Right?&lt;br /&gt;Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..in anyway, its better to have a new romance than none..Something to look forward to each day I guess...Love or not? Nah..not at this moment..just a little spice in my life..who knows..the next moment it could be gone with the wind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-658262653963628458?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/658262653963628458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=658262653963628458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/658262653963628458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/658262653963628458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-comes-new-spice-in-life.html' title='Here comes the new spice in life..'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SGkLrajF5CI/AAAAAAAABoU/SbhkjIoNuPs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7831487363266072195.post-5879267904944765770</id><published>2009-09-04T10:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:52:42.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintball outing</title><content type='html'>Hey guys sooo sorry that I have been sooo busy with work, study and freelance designing...Finally this issue of newsletter is done..hopefully no futher changes and they can proceed for printing straight away...&lt;br /&gt;Rushing it for nites sleeping only at 2.30am for a few nite..&lt;br /&gt;really exhausted...I had proposed to draw out from this project as time is really not on my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick sharing..of the pics taken during our recent class outing few weeks ago with my 1st year classmates/buddies..&lt;br /&gt;Look..its soo fun..tho the Huge bruise took me abt a week to go off..and trust me the bruise turn out to be as big as 8-9cm..haha..looks scarly..but hey its fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;I sure wanna go again..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some interesting pics to share with you...&lt;br /&gt;The one with pink helmet and red tshirt is ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_JengIuI/AAAAAAAAC_I/mOQwbC-CsGU/s1600-h/opp+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_JengIuI/AAAAAAAAC_I/mOQwbC-CsGU/s400/opp+team.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377437755894670050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_IjPy82I/AAAAAAAAC_A/IQ25UpFd7Nw/s1600-h/my+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_IjPy82I/AAAAAAAAC_A/IQ25UpFd7Nw/s400/my+team.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377437739957547874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_IJFOw7I/AAAAAAAAC-4/UMBormFlQc4/s1600-h/guys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_IJFOw7I/AAAAAAAAC-4/UMBormFlQc4/s400/guys.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377437732933911474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_HxN8TKI/AAAAAAAAC-w/856DTpo3AjM/s1600-h/gals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_HxN8TKI/AAAAAAAAC-w/856DTpo3AjM/s400/gals.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377437726527999138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_HcT1SbI/AAAAAAAAC-o/xPzEJBEzOxk/s1600-h/briefing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_HcT1SbI/AAAAAAAAC-o/xPzEJBEzOxk/s400/briefing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377437720915560882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BATTLE BEGIN.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_1DjPzqI/AAAAAAAAC_w/T7QWcd4Z83A/s1600-h/paintball+19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_1DjPzqI/AAAAAAAAC_w/T7QWcd4Z83A/s400/paintball+19.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377438504543309474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_0wN_oGI/AAAAAAAAC_o/X8_ZW3APS-k/s1600-h/paintball+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_0wN_oGI/AAAAAAAAC_o/X8_ZW3APS-k/s400/paintball+11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377438499353895010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_0Z4l-mI/AAAAAAAAC_g/fAQ2korKSvI/s1600-h/paintball+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_0Z4l-mI/AAAAAAAAC_g/fAQ2korKSvI/s400/paintball+12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377438493358553698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_0Abs2YI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/A0aMl4N-rhg/s1600-h/paintball+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_0Abs2YI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/A0aMl4N-rhg/s400/paintball+9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377438486526482818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_zqxEJGI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/0qCKEANyXsQ/s1600-h/paintball+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqB_zqxEJGI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/0qCKEANyXsQ/s400/paintball+10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377438480710509666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATTLE CONTINUES.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAg5gLDGI/AAAAAAAADAY/DMBkQn2oDwI/s1600-h/paintball+27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAg5gLDGI/AAAAAAAADAY/DMBkQn2oDwI/s400/paintball+27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377439257760304226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAge7eoiI/AAAAAAAADAQ/HfBdgS3hxjQ/s1600-h/paintball+25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAge7eoiI/AAAAAAAADAQ/HfBdgS3hxjQ/s400/paintball+25.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377439250627076642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAgHj_VSI/AAAAAAAADAI/K3cUWDEtf34/s1600-h/paintball+23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAgHj_VSI/AAAAAAAADAI/K3cUWDEtf34/s400/paintball+23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377439244354540834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAfhwlx1I/AAAAAAAADAA/4tHUGMkEXPg/s1600-h/paintball+22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAfhwlx1I/AAAAAAAADAA/4tHUGMkEXPg/s400/paintball+22.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377439234206844754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAfBveKCI/AAAAAAAAC_4/j7PWnO-prfo/s1600-h/paintball+21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5NZtIFC596Y/SqCAfBveKCI/AAAAAAAAC_4/j7PWnO-prfo/s400/paintball+21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377439225612216354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULT:&lt;br /&gt;ROUND ONE: MY GROUP WON&lt;br /&gt;ROUND TWO: NONE (ALL RUN OUT OF 'BULLET')&lt;br /&gt;ROUND THREE: OPPONENTS WON&lt;br /&gt;THUS: ALL ARE WINNERS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION: GREAT FUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Derek for organising:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-5879267904944765770?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/5879267904944765770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7831487363266072195&amp;postID=5879267904944765770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5879267904944765770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7831487363266072195/posts/default/5879267904944765770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/2009/09/paintball-outing.html' title='Paintball outing'/><author><name>angelsketchbook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18399573444053614033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' 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convert into path...&lt;br /&gt;If anyone of you knows how to solve this problem pls advise..&lt;br /&gt;Its killing me.. otherwise I have to cut and paste and replace every single " " and ' bit by bit with the one I draw..its so taxing...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am asking to change the meeting and submission date to this sat..hopefully they will allow...&lt;br /&gt;Its abt 2am now..just finished the 10th page..&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;I have a long day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me ya..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7831487363266072195-8606234666691240978?l=dancewithsketches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancewithsketches.blogspot.com/feeds/8606234666691240978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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