<?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-37938681</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:33:32.373+08:00</updated><category term='Knowledge is Power'/><category term='That&apos;s When I Love You'/><category term='True Worshipers'/><category term='Empowering week'/><category term='+Staying positive+'/><category term='My Faithful God'/><title type='text'>True Love Waits</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4037951278786405171</id><published>2009-10-27T12:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:23:20.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Worshipers'/><title type='text'>True Worshipers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pst. Tan got me totally blown away last saturday by his sermon on True Worshipers.&lt;br /&gt;When Pst. Tan was talking about the Samaritan woman and her 5 "husbands", I was wondering where he was leading to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I expect the tremendous impact that he was building, slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is our eternal need (our need forever)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When God gives us the things that we desire (life partner/career/friends/riches etc), leading us to our 'promise land', are we sure we will never thirst again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people, if not all, have asked God or the gods they're worshiping, to satisfy all the needs of their heart's desire. Be it for a child, bf, gf, husband, wife, career etc. They ask fervently and probably even persistently, day after day without fail. But how many people are actually contended after they got what they want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are known to be needy creatures. Needs are never-ending. When one need is satisfied, another will arise. That's just how God created us to be. He wants us to rely on Him always. But many people have abused this benefit that God gives us - to be able to ask of Him. They have come to a point where it's all about "me" and no longer "Him". They have lost the original purpose of having a fellowship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, when God didn't "satisfy" their needs, people turned to other gods. They started worshiping idolatry and even creating their own gods to worship. Just like the children of Israel who created the golden calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never understood the rationale behind "creating" your own god and worshiping it as if it is God. But Pst. Tan explained it so explicitly and simply that it amazes me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says that people worship so many gods (god of fertility, zhao cai mao etc) because they don't trust that there is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE TRUE GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who can do everything for them!&lt;br /&gt;I really love how Pst. Tan puts it - division of labor. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God doesn't answer them &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the way they want it&lt;/span&gt; to be answered and in addition, seeing non-christians getting their prayers answered when they worship other gods, they start to doubt God and think that the other "god" is not bad too. "At least they get their prayers answered" is what they will think to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have lost the capacity and ability to tarry or wait on God. To understand and go after His own heart (like King David).&lt;br /&gt;We pray, expecting God to answer us everytime forgetting the fact that God being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; definitely knows what is best for us. We "think" we know best, wanting to have control over everything in our lives. In actual fact, we have become our own god. God has now become just a mere "giver". "We want it, we must have it" mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this generation, more "gods" have emerged and I believe are still surfacing. It's no longer just statues that are called "gods". As how Pst. Tan puts it in the cg sermon few months ago, idolatry is having a "not enough" mindset. One god is not enough. They can be in the form of ANTYHING that requires us to spend the most time, effort and money on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're someone who loves partying, clubbing, computer gaming etc, those are your "gods". Even work can be a "god". To workholics! Money can be a "god" to people who are always thinking of getting rich fast. Friends can be a "god" when you put your friends first before God (feeling secure or having more fun being with your friends rather than God). Children can be the "gods" of parents who revolve their lives around their children only. Their children are like their treasures. They become possessive in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also"&lt;br /&gt;[Matt. 6:21]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So places where your money is spent on the most, there is where your heart is located. Loving God is shown through your commitment towards the things of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like what Dorcas shared.&lt;br /&gt;Bible studies are for us to learn more about God.&lt;br /&gt;Cell groups are for us to experience more of God.&lt;br /&gt;Church services are for us to enter into the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had searched for, have been searching for and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; searching (seeking) for true worshipers in our midst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But the hour is coming, and now is, when the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true worshipers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will worship the Father in spirit and truth; for the Father is seeking such to worship Him. God is Spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.”&lt;br /&gt;[John 4:23-24]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Are you a true worshiper...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4037951278786405171?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4037951278786405171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4037951278786405171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4037951278786405171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4037951278786405171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-worshipers.html' title='True Worshipers'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1707262827641435598</id><published>2009-10-22T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:03:41.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry</title><content type='html'>People often wonder, why is it so hard to serve God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing disappointments after disappointments, difficult circumstances or worse, stagnant situations cause us to find serving God so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I would have thoughts like "why is serving God so difficult and tiring?" or "I wish I can just drop everything and not care" and even "God, what if I backslide...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But deep down inside of me, I know that I won't. Cos God has revealed Himself as Yahweh (or Jehovah) to me. He is my everything. It's to the point that I know I can only rely on Him. I can never live my life independent of Him. It's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian life is never a destination. It's a journey. Receiving Christ is just the beginning. It's a constant walk with God. Just like what Pst Kong always says, Christian walk is definitely not a smooth sailing journey. However, if we want to be a true disciple of Jesus, we should learn to take up His cross. (Getting Started lesson 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to admit that it does get tiring sometimes to constantly sow into people's lives yet not bearing fruits. You can treat them to meals, spend time with them, pray for them, buy gifts for them, go out of your convenience just so you can meet their needs.. Spending so much time and money but they end up disappointing you, hurting you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's sermon on the 7 kinds of suffering was a word in season for me. I was feeling very discouraged, disappointed with people and myself. Even during the sermon, I was irritated by the distractions around me. But what Pst Kong preached really hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 kinds of suffering:&lt;br /&gt;1) Storms of Life&lt;br /&gt;2) Chastening (Dealings of God)&lt;br /&gt;3) Temptation&lt;br /&gt;4) Spiritual warfare&lt;br /&gt;5) Afflictions&lt;br /&gt;6) Persecutions&lt;br /&gt;7) Trials of faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For whom the Lord loves He chastens..." [Heb 12:6]&lt;br /&gt;Only true sons and daughters are chastened by God.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely wanna be a daughter of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pst Kong mentioned a statement that impacted me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;He said this, "Only GENUINE Christians (Giants of Faith) are WORTHY to be persecuted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am typing now, I'm reminded of a verse. God promises that when we're feeling tired, discouraged or burdened, seek Him and He will provide us with the rest that we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;learn from Me&lt;/span&gt;, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light." [Matt. 11:28-30]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed I need more of God each day. I need to learn from Him. I need His wisdom and direction. Just like what Kenrus shared in Psalms 127:1-2 "Unless the LORD builds the house, they labor in vain who build it..." Unless God directs, all my work and sowing will be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like what Brendan shared with me today. In brief, he shared that we got to be like Christ during His earthly ministry-to do what He did. Not only do we look back at the cross and thank Jesus for what He has done for us but more importantly to look FOWARD to His 2nd coming (having the hope and peace that Jesus is coming back for us to bring us to eternity) and while looking FORWARD, we are to fulfil God's calling upon our lives - making disciples, preaching the gospel etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I am willing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, thank You for the work You have completed at the Cross. You died so You can give us life. Thank You for this new God-man race that You have created. Your unfailing love has overwhelmed me time and time again. Thank You for not giving up on me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1707262827641435598?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1707262827641435598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1707262827641435598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1707262827641435598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1707262827641435598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2009/10/ministry.html' title='Ministry'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-9020426232208923256</id><published>2009-08-13T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:09:25.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buried vs Planted</title><content type='html'>Pst. Zhuang mentioned yesterday that there are 2 mentality people generally will have when they're in the midst of a difficult situation/crisis etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Buried&lt;br /&gt;2) Planted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are in the same condition - underground; surrounded by darkness (no sign of light)&lt;br /&gt;Being buried means having no hope, no future; we're considered dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, being planted means that tho' the situation may be dark at the moment, we continue to put our faith in God (holding on to the promises of God). And in due season, we will spring forth out of the ground and bear fruits!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe this is so. Cos many times He has proven Himself faithful to me, especially in my finances. There are times where I'm very tight financially, bringing food from home to work. Sometimes I can have a whole week of just 'da bao' for lunch. My colleagues will know. Haha.. This can last for few months (especially during building fund).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God is a faithful God. When I sow, I know I will surely reap. =)&lt;br /&gt;Seed, time, harvest. The key here is "time". God's timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let us all press on and "not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart" (Galatians 6:9)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-9020426232208923256?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/9020426232208923256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=9020426232208923256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9020426232208923256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9020426232208923256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2009/08/buried-vs-planted.html' title='Buried vs Planted'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-5750261579513166608</id><published>2009-07-15T15:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:01:06.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faithful God'/><title type='text'>3A license! =)</title><content type='html'>Today is the day the Lord has made.&lt;br /&gt;We will rejoice and be glad in it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day where I got my 3A license! =D&lt;br /&gt;Praise God!!! Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;God is so awesome man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning at 7am, the sky was totally gloomy and dark.&lt;br /&gt;Thundering at the background but no rain...yet.&lt;br /&gt;Was praying in my heart that it will not rain but soon after, it did.&lt;br /&gt;Rained pretty heavily in fact.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing thing was, I didn't panic.&lt;br /&gt;I remember Dear's words: God works through faith and not by needs.&lt;br /&gt;I remember his prayers last night too.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how Satan tried to tempt me with negative thoughts, I rebuked him and repeated that God is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;He has never failed to prove Himself faithful and He will definitely stay true to His word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain just kept pouring but deep in my heart, I had this assurance and peace that the rain will stop in time for my driving test. =)&lt;br /&gt;My number 1 supporter drove me to SSDC early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Reach at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Met my instructor Mr Tan and we talked, asked him a few questions while he had his breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was around 9am, we went out to wait for his car.&lt;br /&gt;His student was still taking the test; hers was at 845am.&lt;br /&gt;The girl had only 13 driving lessons and she bravely challenged TPT already! Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, she failed. But it was because she mounted the kerb.&lt;br /&gt;She only had 12 demerit points!&lt;br /&gt;Such a pity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty nervous, can feel my heart beating hard as the time draws nearer. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;My dear was rooting me on, smiling, assuring me.&lt;br /&gt;At around 9.20am, it was my warm-up exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan directed me through the circuit one last time.&lt;br /&gt;It went pretty smooth.&lt;br /&gt;At 10am, he told me to go up to the 3rd level to place my IC, PDL &amp;amp; stuff at the counter and wait for the tester to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was only 10-15mins seemed like an eternity to me as I waited.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my tester called my name.&lt;br /&gt;He was quite friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a sort of brief introduction.&lt;br /&gt;Off I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;The rain has stopped by then. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;God is indeed faithful! HE'S FABULOUS BEYOND WORDS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circuit went pretty well except when I was about to exit the center, I exceeded the bend.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why too. Didn't even realise it. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Road went quite smoothly too.&lt;br /&gt;But there was a junction whereby I stopped and waited for awhile before turning cos I was afraid that the car opposite would chiong.&lt;br /&gt;That's when the tester said I'm not good. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the driving centre, I didn't wait for the car to move fwd before turning in. (Think I forgot)&lt;br /&gt;The tester commented that I'm a horrible driver. =x&lt;br /&gt;So scary~&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if I passed or not.&lt;br /&gt;Came out of the car and followed the tester upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Dear was waiting for me, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how to react.&lt;br /&gt;I think my facial expression looked horrible cos he told me he was so scared, thought I failed.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the piece of paper... 18 points!!!&lt;br /&gt;My gosh. Almost man.&lt;br /&gt;Phew~~!!&lt;br /&gt;Felt like crying. Tears were welling up my eyes a little bit already.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I was too happy.&lt;br /&gt;But because I was so nervous that emotions just welled up in me.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad it's over! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to dear's house while he bathed and prepared for school.&lt;br /&gt;Then he allowed me to drive his car to thompson to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Dear then took over the wheel to park cos it's too challenging for the newbie me. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;We planned to go Miss Clarity initially but because there was no parking lots available, dear drove to the next carpark and we decided to eat there.&lt;br /&gt;We were contemplating between chicken rice, western food, jap or korean before we decided on Tomoe Japanese Cuisine restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Dear was still telling me that he and his dad dined there before when lo and behold, his dad was really dining there with his employee!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were both taken by surprise. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we settled down, it kinda dawned upon me that all these seemed planned.&lt;br /&gt;Me passing my driving test, dear being blessed by his grandpa, us not able to get a parking lot at Miss Clarity and ending up at Tomoe where dear's dad was.&lt;br /&gt;I was still wondering if dear's dad will just treat us.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing we knew, he really did! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. Ain't God amazing??!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so so much Father!&lt;br /&gt;Your grace is indeed far more sufficient than I can ever imagine! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I drove to SIM.&lt;br /&gt;My lane changing is still not that good.&lt;br /&gt;Caused my poor baby to gan jiong together with me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear! Xin ku ni le!&lt;br /&gt;But I believe I WILL get better! I WILL improve!&lt;br /&gt;By God's grace. Amen! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow wow wow. What a day!&lt;br /&gt;But that's not all.&lt;br /&gt;After dear's econs class, we're heading off to ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;*Happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna thank my dear.&lt;br /&gt;He's always so sweet and assuring.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for me patiently.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me encouragement that no money can buy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much baby!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I have u!&lt;br /&gt;U're a treasure! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you people for praying for me, esp N161!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so so much!&lt;br /&gt;Your prayers have covered me with protection and peace!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-5750261579513166608?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/5750261579513166608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=5750261579513166608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5750261579513166608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5750261579513166608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2009/07/3a-license.html' title='3A license! =)'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4946081924821181451</id><published>2009-07-08T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:04:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership</title><content type='html'>Attended leaders' meeting ytd. Oh boy, was it awesome! Dr A. R. Bernard is simply amazing!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this statement that he made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Delegated authority should always reflect the character and attitude of the leadership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was super responsive ytd. Liping said it must be because many ppl can identify with the message. True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a person with the right behavior and achieving. I'm gona work hard! Jiayou to myself! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really impacted by his message and I can't wait for this weekend to hear him again! So looking forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, Dorcas mentioned about eternal judgment during our briefing. Actually, I've pondered on that quite often; asked God about it too. I really want to bear forth fruits, and fruits that will remain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's never be weary in doing good. Never give up ppl! =)&lt;br /&gt;&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/37938681-4946081924821181451?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4946081924821181451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4946081924821181451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4946081924821181451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4946081924821181451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2009/07/leadership.html' title='Leadership'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2627482474264881607</id><published>2009-03-20T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:45:44.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Cut - 一切完美 II</title><content type='html'>I was watching Perfect Cut (一切完美 II) last night and I felt truly impacted by this particular episode. I want to mention specifically 2 very meaningful phrases that I learnt from this show. One in English and the other in Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Words should not be hurtful. Use it to say I love you"&lt;/span&gt; (sign language involved. My mom, Dominic and I learnt it! Hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"重话要轻说，坏话要好说，会破坏感情的话最好别说。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wow, 2 very simple phrases but how true it is. I got reminded about Pst. Kong's sermons on relationships. I feel that many relationships fail is mainly because of the inability to handle them well instead of a mere lack of love. Most people may think that falling in love is easy. Yes it's true. Falling in love is easy but going into a relationship as a committed couple is not an easy task at all. True love involves genuine care, sacrifice, devotion, time, money, everything in fact! Loving someone is not about loving your partner the way you feel loved but loving him/her the way he/she will feel loved. That is true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication is one of the essential tools in a relationship. It's one way how we connect to each other soul to soul. However, most people nowadays do not bother to speak tactfully to their partner and most importantly, with love. We may have good intentions but the choice of words we use are often not the best at times. Relationships are strained especially when we fail to control our tongue in the midst of quarrels. In a fit of anger, we may say something we do not mean and the "unintentional words" hurt our partners deep. Words poured out during such situations are often irreversible. They either make or break our partners' hearts. Our tongue is the most deadly instrument of all our body parts. That is why God gave us the Holy Spirit. Speaking in tongues is a form of surrender to God. Giving Him total control of our most deadly instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing? How complex a relationship can be? However complicated it may be, only through God, true love is magnified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's no longer one-ness by design but one-ness by choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though God does not choose our partners, I believe that Brendan and I meeting each other once again is God's work. We were the right people, meeting at the right time and the right place. It was simply the kairos moment and I'm so glad I didn't miss it! =D However, it's definitely by our personal decisions that we make this relationship a successful one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a broken down world, with imperfect people coming in and out of our lives. However, it's through our imperfection that we bring out God's perfect love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I'm very confident that we're built to last! =D We may have our ups and downs but I'm so proud we're both learning to love each other more each day. I'm so full of motivation right this very moment and I can't wait to see you later to tell you how much I love you! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; LOVE YOU WITH AN EVERLASTING LOVE DARLING!!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2627482474264881607?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2627482474264881607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2627482474264881607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2627482474264881607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2627482474264881607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-cut-ii.html' title='Perfect Cut - 一切完美 II'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8142671390142023609</id><published>2009-01-22T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:48:39.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knowledge is Power'/><title type='text'>Knowledge is Power!</title><content type='html'>Finally.. This is my first 2009 post! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Okok I know I'm slow. Super slow. Haven't even update my 21st birthday bash post which is in 2008! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in this new year, I've begun to keep myself updated on world news. I found myself reading newspapers and feeling fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to find reading the news a chore. Boring, lazy and making my hands black and dirty are some of the excuses. My dad used to ask "Do you know who's the MOE minister? Or who's our MOH minister?" I will always reply, "Don't know." Then he would sigh and say, "Aiyo.. how can Singapore depend on the future generation?" Comments along this line. Haha.. I've always have this "living in my own world" mindset. Being complacent about the knowledge that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's what Brendan's mom said that inspired me. She said that the information you read from the newspapers will never shortchange you. Brendan also started being diligent in reading the news. He reads every single article! Haha.. I will comment that he's crazy. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I have come to realise that it is indeed true. I have actually found joy in reading the news. Though I find it taxing at times still and do not read every single article, but at least finish reading the whole of the newspaper Today (though it's not as detailed as The Straits Time) gives me a sense of achievement and fulfillment. I no longer feel so much like a "mountain tortoise" I used to describe myself as. Of course there is always room for improvement. So, in this new year I will strive to increase my knowledge and motivate others to do so too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what Sir Francis Bacon quotes, "Knowledge is Power".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, let's incubate ourselves and penetrate the marketplace!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8142671390142023609?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8142671390142023609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8142671390142023609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8142671390142023609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8142671390142023609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2009/01/knowledge-is-power.html' title='Knowledge is Power!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-89997745364779596</id><published>2008-12-15T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:06:10.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='+Staying positive+'/><title type='text'>+Staying positive+</title><content type='html'>I totally agree with what Pst Zhuang shared at the after svc prayer mtg last Sat.&lt;br /&gt;It's true that many a times when we read other people's blogs, there are often negative, discouraging comments.&lt;br /&gt;People pouring out their heavy heartfelt emotions, whining, grumbling, complaining about everything in life.&lt;br /&gt;But Pst Zhuang challenged us to have more faith, to be more positive. =)&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of what my dear wrote in his blog once.&lt;br /&gt;That instead of complaining, we should always give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;To counter murmuring, we should keep thanking God and sing His praises.&lt;br /&gt;That's why, if you're my regular viewer, you would almost never see me blogging about negative stuff.&lt;br /&gt;That's because I want my blog to be one that is encouraging, inspiring, motivating; one that spreads joy and laughter to people! =D&lt;br /&gt;This is what I aspire to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dream builder!&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-89997745364779596?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/89997745364779596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=89997745364779596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/89997745364779596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/89997745364779596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/12/staying-positive.html' title='+Staying positive+'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-9028658429962316212</id><published>2008-12-05T16:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:55:26.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s When I Love You'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>When you have to look away&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have much to say&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Just that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear you stumble when you speak&lt;br /&gt;Or see you walk with two left feet&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're mad cause you lost a game&lt;br /&gt;Forget im waiting in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cause here's my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me for life&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing you do could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you no matter what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you turn to hide your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause the movie, it made you cry&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you a little more each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you can't quite match your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or when you laugh at your own jokes&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you forget that we had a date&lt;br /&gt;Or that look that you give when you show up late&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cause here's my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me for life&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing you do could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing baby&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you do could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I feel frustrated within for no rhyme or reason, you use your comforting gentle voice to soothe my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;You speak words of encouragement and love.&lt;br /&gt;You show your care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I push you away, you will gently approach me.&lt;br /&gt;You will hug me. You will tell me it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;Just hearing your gentle voice has a magical calming effect on my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling unwell, you will find means and ways to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;You will protect.&lt;br /&gt;You will travel, even if it's so out of the way, just to get me the warm water that I need.&lt;br /&gt;The assurance you give allows me to simply lean on you for support with no worries when I cannot even stand.&lt;br /&gt;You will take care of everything that needed attention for me.&lt;br /&gt;With you around, what seems to be the biggest worry to me becomes so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're busy preparing for examinations, you never allow me to feel neglected.&lt;br /&gt;5 days of not seeing you simply makes "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" come true for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hugs never fail to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;Your hand never fails to let go of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Your actions never fail to touch my heart deep.&lt;br /&gt;You soft gentle kiss never fails to warm me from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there for me when I need you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being loving towards me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for doting on me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for simply being YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the song goes "The more I learn the more I love, the more I can't get enough"..&lt;br /&gt;I love you more each day my dear, more than you may think I do.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, just the way you are. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love."&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor 13:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-9028658429962316212?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/9028658429962316212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=9028658429962316212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9028658429962316212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9028658429962316212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-you-have-to-look-away-when-you.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-9060427862413917550</id><published>2008-12-02T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:29:11.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favour of men</title><content type='html'>Woo, these few days of work has been great so far. Praise the Lord! I wanna thank God for favour of men. My patients are often very appreciative of my service towards them. Yesterday, one of them thanked me repeatedly and even said that I'm gifted; that not everyone can do the job I do. Haha.. One of my patients today even complimented that I'm very gentle and she likes me a lot. Haha. Cute! I really appreciate all these comments. They encourage and motivate me to do my job even much better. I know it is God who is encouraging me and I wanna thank Him for all that He's done for me. Thank you heavenly Daddy! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-9060427862413917550?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/9060427862413917550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=9060427862413917550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9060427862413917550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9060427862413917550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/12/favour-of-men.html' title='Favour of men'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-6480603011902633247</id><published>2008-11-24T15:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:22:17.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empowering week'/><title type='text'>Asia Conference 2008</title><content type='html'>I'm finally here to blog! It seems like it's only when I'm on medical leave that I have the time to sit down and blog. Haha. But the irritating thing is I cant blog properly cos of the errors on page! Argh! Oh man.. Always happens like that. When I'm free, circumstances don't allow me to blog. Haiya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't post pictures, I can't blog about my birthday bash again! =( Haha.. Anyway, 5 days of Asia Conference 2008 is over! Aww.. I miss it already. =( Nvm, just have to wait 2 more years for another one. Haha.. Other than the LONG and suffocating (HOT!) wait of queuing (too many delegates!!), everything was brillant! It was worth it! Tho' I have fallen sick on the 2nd last day (I think its cos of exposure to too much aircon and lack of rest), I don't regret a bit that I went. Simply amazing! I'm sure all those who went agree with me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asia Conference is simply awesome! Tho' there are only 37 Asian countries, there were delegates from a total of 72 countries! Woo! This means that the conference was so influential that it attracted not only the Asian countries but people all around the world! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC has really been an eye opener for me. So many inspiring messages and most importantly, magnificent encounters with God! =D Pastors Phil Pringle, Christine Pringle, A. R. Bernard, Benny Hinn, Ulf Ekman and Kong Hee are awesome! The move of God was so evident in the place, esp. Pst Benny Hinn's session where healings were witnessed all over the place! Wow~ I'm so proud of Pst. Kong and Sun for all that they're doing in this generation. *Applaud* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise and worship were conducted by the Christian City Church (CCC) Band, Don Moen, Carola Haggkvist, True Worshippers and most of all City Harvest Church (CHC) Band!! *whistles* Their latest album is the "Light of the City". Oh man.. I love the new songs! I love the title too! Basically, I love CHC! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi Wang, Liu Gen Hong and some Taiwanese artistes came to sing the songs in an album they collaborated together too! There was a special appearance by JJ Lin as well! We heard his latest song "xiao jiu wo" LIVE! Are you jealous? Haha.. He then went over to Hall 10 for his concert and we can hear the screams at Hall 8! Haha.. He's truly living out the cultural mandate. Way to go JJ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all these, the famous Petrina Fung Bo Bo came too! Her testimony was inspiring. She has such a jovial spirit in her. Amazing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Special" musical performed by the Children and Jams Church was so meaningful and touching! I'm sure before watching this musical, many wouldn't believe that a girl with Down's Syndrome can actually act and sing. But Lynn did it! Lynn and Natasha were the female leads. I must say that Natasha's voice is beautiful! They were both fantastic! This musical inspires me to really love and accept people around me, especially those who are very different. Great job guys! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are simply too many things to share. In a nutshell, it's a fabulous week of inspiration and impartation! I'm so anticipative of Asia Conference 2010! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I want to thank my darling Brendan for being there with me throughout. When I fell sick, he was there to take care of me, encourage and pray for me. Even though he was exhausted as well, he remained strong. Darling, I must say that you're really strong! I'm always amazed by your capacity to handle so many things. You remained strong despite being pressed in from so many directions. You're truly living out what God says in 2 Cor 4:8-10. "We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down but not destroyed - always carrying about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our body." You are my role model dear! You deserve a round of applause. *claps claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your exams are approaching in less than a week, yet your commitment and faith level in God has never wavered. Amazing dear! So, don't ever underestimate your abilities and strengths! I strongly believe that what you sow in this Asia Conference, be it your time, serving or money, you'll be bountifully blessed in all areas of your life, especially your upcoming exams! You're gona score excellent results my dear! Because the God we know, is faithful and true. Amen!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-6480603011902633247?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/6480603011902633247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=6480603011902633247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6480603011902633247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6480603011902633247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/11/asia-conference-2008.html' title='Asia Conference 2008'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1871636514989746554</id><published>2008-11-18T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:49:37.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asia Conference!</title><content type='html'>Woo~ The long awaited Asia Conference is finally here!!!&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. at least tmr. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;A 3-days break from work and 5 days in God's presence!&lt;br /&gt;5 Looonnnnnggg days~&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be tiring but I believe there will be a breakthrough! =)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see people touched, loved, healed.&lt;br /&gt;Most important of all, I wanna experience the mighty move of God.&lt;br /&gt;The Children's Church is gonna perform their muscial called "Special".&lt;br /&gt;Previously, they performed at Raffles Hotel for 3 days and they were all jam-packed!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to watch! =)&lt;br /&gt;I heard it's a touching story. I know I'm gona cry. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls stay tune to my birthday bash blog post. Date unknown tho'. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1871636514989746554?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1871636514989746554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1871636514989746554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1871636514989746554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1871636514989746554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/11/asia-conference.html' title='Asia Conference!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-5755819285493889297</id><published>2008-09-23T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:03:05.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mp3 Speaker!!! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh man!!! I'm totally blessed today!&lt;br /&gt;Got a surprise at work when I was about to go home.&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues got me a mp3 speaker for my birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Presented to me 2 weeks in advance. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo~ It's super chio! I like the color!&lt;br /&gt;It's called capsule speaker. Super cute! =D&lt;br /&gt;Soooo happy! Soooo touched. Really didn't expect it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ade, Rae, Jieying, Joanne, Mrs Leoh &amp;amp; Vivien!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249176445483677906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SNjSKnRm-NI/AAAAAAAAA6I/lCU6ZPSaRbE/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at how meticulous Ade is.&lt;br /&gt;She even wrapped my gift so sweetly!&lt;br /&gt;Handmade roses and Hibiscus by Ade.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ade! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SNjSLOwRlLI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/N49nhsaxgwI/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249176456081282226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SNjSLOwRlLI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/N49nhsaxgwI/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tada~!&lt;br /&gt;My super cool capsule speaker!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cute right? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249176453670426402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SNjSLFxe1yI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/ShxpeZolhW4/s320/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SNjSLkYfADI/AAAAAAAAA6g/RHI2z_6blOg/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249176461887078450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SNjSLkYfADI/AAAAAAAAA6g/RHI2z_6blOg/s320/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you guys! You guys made my day! *Grinz*&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Abba Father! You're always so so good!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. more photos coming up. Beware, a bit obscene. HAHA.. Wait till I get them from Rae. LOL. =p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-5755819285493889297?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/5755819285493889297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=5755819285493889297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5755819285493889297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5755819285493889297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/09/mp3-speaker-d.html' title='Mp3 Speaker!!! =D'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SNjSKnRm-NI/AAAAAAAAA6I/lCU6ZPSaRbE/s72-c/DSC00210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1834157985070104917</id><published>2008-09-22T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:44:33.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thumbdrive</title><content type='html'>Woo~~ Unexpectedly, my dear bought me a 4Gb thumbdrive yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;I asked for 2Gb and I got a 4Gb instead! I'm indeed more than blessed! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, he didn't see my post on my birthday wishes, so it was not intended. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;He simply remembered I mention that I wanted a thumbdrive before (which ironically I couldn't recall it myself). Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, don't buy me a thumdrive as a gift already! Striked out. Lol. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1834157985070104917?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1834157985070104917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1834157985070104917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1834157985070104917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1834157985070104917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/09/woo-unexpectedly-my-dear-bought-me-4gb.html' title='Thumbdrive'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4397856297131502019</id><published>2008-09-19T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:40:57.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest birthday wish</title><content type='html'>Actually the greatest birthday wish I desire to have is to be like Choo Nam - to be able to be a friend of God, to walk in full obedience in all His ways and to serve Him wholeheartedly. It's definitely very challenging. But I know as long as my God is pleased with me, I'll experience His fullness of joy. Amen. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4397856297131502019?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4397856297131502019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4397856297131502019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4397856297131502019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4397856297131502019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/09/greatest-birthday-wish.html' title='Greatest birthday wish'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4132955201711820328</id><published>2008-09-17T13:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:18:31.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st birthday wishes</title><content type='html'>Since the people around me all post their birthday wishes (gifts), I shall follow the rat race. Lighten your burden to think of gifts. Ain't I good? HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.. I would like to have...&lt;br /&gt;1. MP3 speaker (so I can have my quiet time with worship songs on in my room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Digital camera (no particular brand, cos I'm lazy to check out. Lol. No lah, as long as it's good, I'd like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 2Gb thumbdrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Red or turqoise bags (I don't mind having both. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nice clothes, accessories like earrings, necklace, bracelet, watch maybe, perfume also can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Anything that is from the heart... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I think ang bao will be the best! HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;Please don't give me soft toys. HAHA.. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add on to the list if I think of more lah. Bleh! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh my blog layout has been removed! Ah.. I'll have to change. Actually I wanted to change it like months ago but.. as usual, don't have the free time to sit in front of the com and slowly edit. Troublesome too. =x Haha.. So... ... stay tune again! hahaha.. "stay tune" seems to have become my tag line. Oh well. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4132955201711820328?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4132955201711820328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4132955201711820328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4132955201711820328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4132955201711820328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/09/21st-birthday-wishes.html' title='21st birthday wishes'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-5159132541268975884</id><published>2008-09-04T12:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:58:27.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ever so sweet Dear</title><content type='html'>On wed, 27th Aug, someone gave me a morning call.&lt;br /&gt;Then he texted me to call him when I reach the station cos he wanna hear my voice.&lt;br /&gt;At the platform, I called and I heard the familiar ring tone at my ear.&lt;br /&gt;To my utmost surprise, I turned to see... WHO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DARLING OF COS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart literally leaped for joy! =)&lt;br /&gt;He came specially to accompany me to work.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;His lessons was only to start at 2plus in the afternoon!!!&lt;br /&gt;So, he woke up so early, went to school so early just so he could accompany me to work!&lt;br /&gt;Just for that half an hour or so!&lt;br /&gt;And he even published that previous post below!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. who can be sweeter than him?&lt;br /&gt;He really made me feel like heaven on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you darling! =)&lt;br /&gt;*Grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I've got so many expired posts to publish. When will I ever finish updating? HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;I still got my water baptism, wanfong's, trinity's, belle's and pensie's birthdays, SOT graduation, my new hairstyle (dear take a nice picture with me then I blog! HAHA.).. Hmm what else? Haha.. Aiya.. slowly stay tuned lah. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-5159132541268975884?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/5159132541268975884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=5159132541268975884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5159132541268975884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5159132541268975884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-ever-so-sweet-dear.html' title='My ever so sweet Dear'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3237856739708100110</id><published>2008-08-27T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:46:40.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sitting in front of the cafe and slacking away with my lappie and my psychology textbook staring at me. My mind is full of your smiles my darling! it makes me happy to see you happy. thats joy, thats bliss, thats where  i always want to be (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, i love you sweetheart. Hope you have a goodday at work.&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;-brendan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;feeling: squirming with joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3237856739708100110?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3237856739708100110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3237856739708100110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3237856739708100110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3237856739708100110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/08/sitting-in-front-of-cafe-and-slacking.html' title=''/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4848824353555328917</id><published>2008-08-18T17:15:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:38:38.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super sweet dear! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh my dear is super sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;He never fails to surprise me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know he blogged the post "I love brenda lai". Lol.&lt;br /&gt;It was during that 5 minutes when I went to the washroom when he was having his break from lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet eh? Of course la! What do you expect? My dear leh. *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just came back from dining at Teppanyaki at Jurong Hilltop.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know where it is. It's near Jurong Bird Park. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suddenly so efficient in updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just for today lah. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793981714071922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlG4s0yAXI/AAAAAAAAAp8/afv0RLfmH6g/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlG469yy0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/TO_ZP01s0qM/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793985509968706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlG469yy0I/AAAAAAAAAqE/TO_ZP01s0qM/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone refuse to pose for me. Oh well.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Caught a glimpse of him though. LOL. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235795388736750466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlIKmZIQ4I/AAAAAAAAAqM/Y2FhGvYVVZM/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nice ambience right?&lt;br /&gt;This area is where we have our teppanyaki. =)&lt;br /&gt;We were given aprons to wear so we won't dirty our clothings.&lt;br /&gt;Super cute! You'll see later as you scroll down. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793699781043346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGoSitZJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/fbXe7TPkiXE/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the nicest!&lt;br /&gt;Salmon special. Yums! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793128882254114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGHDx1MSI/AAAAAAAAApM/43Qrs-y3al8/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chix~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793130150849906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGHIgSbXI/AAAAAAAAApU/LA9UAMQ1oAs/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mushroom~ Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGoB0lxLI/AAAAAAAAApk/cqaAzNPiKqY/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793695292638386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGoB0lxLI/AAAAAAAAApk/cqaAzNPiKqY/s320/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGoKBy7iI/AAAAAAAAAps/dNmHVvvzxek/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793697495510562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGoKBy7iI/AAAAAAAAAps/dNmHVvvzxek/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oishii desu yo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793694749787762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGn_zKhnI/AAAAAAAAApc/PmkvaHVim2o/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A loving couple with our tummies greatly satisfied. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Woo~ Don't my dear look like a chef wearing the apron?&lt;br /&gt;Or a fantastic house husband who knows how to stir up fabulous dishes? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFr7egrCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/I4p40YhUcm0/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235792662797265954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFr7egrCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/I4p40YhUcm0/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just look at the place.&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic place to just chill out and romance.&lt;br /&gt;Really relaxing &amp;amp; comfortable~&lt;br /&gt;Couples, it's a great place to date! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, this area is for you to relax, chill and eat dessert.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to drink some latte even.&lt;br /&gt;Cool right! =)&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, it's shiok man! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235793126224205938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlGG54GmHI/AAAAAAAAApE/gfGzIKBaUWA/s320/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; See how relaxed Dear is? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFr8K5S1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/-N84DVf483c/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235792662983428946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFr8K5S1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/-N84DVf483c/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Green tea ice cream with red beans~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFG0kFxSI/AAAAAAAAAok/1DbAWAUgI6w/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235792025286460706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFG0kFxSI/AAAAAAAAAok/1DbAWAUgI6w/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mango pudding~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235792024023615602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFGv3ASHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/CkKQJ7cQ59o/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235792021048391170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlFGkxp9gI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BxQSJ5B63rA/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Oishii~! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlEkuNsSPI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Mc8GwEYphgw/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235791439466350834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlEkuNsSPI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Mc8GwEYphgw/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some pictures of the scenery there.&lt;br /&gt;Not as fantastic as the food though. =p&lt;br /&gt;Cos there are lots of industries surrounding the place. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlEkqATNOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/5nFOAoqjaoE/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235791438336439522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlEkqATNOI/AAAAAAAAAoE/5nFOAoqjaoE/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlEk8COmHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/JrFW4sYzhzY/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235791443176364146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlEk8COmHI/AAAAAAAAAoM/JrFW4sYzhzY/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235791429809283234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlEkKPRIKI/AAAAAAAAAns/4PrvauLsm5s/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A sweet picture to end off~&lt;br /&gt;Finally at the top of the hill! =D&lt;br /&gt;*Loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4848824353555328917?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4848824353555328917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4848824353555328917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4848824353555328917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4848824353555328917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/08/super-sweet-dear-d.html' title='Super sweet dear! =D'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKlG4s0yAXI/AAAAAAAAAp8/afv0RLfmH6g/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8097990219693767860</id><published>2008-08-18T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:54:28.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Prayer</title><content type='html'>Morning prayer meeting is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;God's presence is so evident in church! =)&lt;br /&gt;I was also reminded about what Dr. C. Peter Wagner preached on at service yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;He started off by asking a question.&lt;br /&gt;"Does what we do really matter?"&lt;br /&gt;Applying to the season of prayer in our church, he asked, "Does our prayer really matter to God?"&lt;br /&gt;I like this sentence: "Without God, I cannot. But without me, God will not."&lt;br /&gt;God's purpose for man is to use us to establish His kingdom on earth as it is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;God wants His power to be released in us!&lt;br /&gt;He also introduced the term "Open Theism"&lt;br /&gt;An opentheist believes that God is sovereign enough that He can sovereignly limit His sovereignty as He pleases.&lt;br /&gt;He gave 5 bible stories on how and why God changed His mind on His plans.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the question "Does our prayer make a difference?"&lt;br /&gt;"Does our prayer change God?"&lt;br /&gt;His reply was: Our prayers do not change God. Our prayers change &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;US&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to fit into God's plans!&lt;br /&gt;Woo how true! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what time I woke up?&lt;br /&gt;4.30am!!! Can't believe myself too.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually woken up by a nightmare. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But I thank God. Cos He gave me more than enough time to prepare so that I'd be settled down in my spirit to prepare myself for prayer. =)&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Im still alert and energetic!&lt;br /&gt;Starting the day with prayer is indeed refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm really maximizing my time, living life to the fullest! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank my dear Brendan.&lt;br /&gt;He drove and fetched me to church.&lt;br /&gt;He brought his laptop for me. He even brought his series of "Friends" so I can watch using his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;He also lend me his book "Heaven is so Real!".&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm listening to Pst Kong's audio sermon - Making Marriage Work (communications). Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Totally entertained!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;The reason why he drove is so that we can drive to somewhere at Jurong to have Teppanyaki for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Driving there is more convenient cos it's at a hilltop. It takes about 15 minutes to walk up. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;He went there before with his family and he's gonna bring me there later by car! =D&lt;br /&gt;I know.. super sweet right! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;My dear is the best! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed whenever Dear drives me around.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just about materialism, having a car. No.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than that.&lt;br /&gt;It's having a loved one always by your side.&lt;br /&gt;Being assured that no matter what, you'll always be in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;Even though there may be temptations, he still chooses you.&lt;br /&gt;Denying that there are temptations is not the solution.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, admiting that there is but learning to face it is the way to make your partner feel secure in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;THANK YOU DARLING!!! I LOVE YOU!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8097990219693767860?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8097990219693767860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8097990219693767860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8097990219693767860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8097990219693767860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/08/morning-prayer.html' title='Morning Prayer'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8810722227809039935</id><published>2008-08-18T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:27:19.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love brenda lai!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8810722227809039935?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8810722227809039935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8810722227809039935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8810722227809039935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8810722227809039935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-brenda-lai.html' title=''/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-9010823296523387159</id><published>2008-08-12T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:04:08.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praising God always</title><content type='html'>Just came back from the polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;When I was waiting for my turn to see the doc, the number displayed was 2052.&lt;br /&gt;My number was 2069.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that it would be my turn next.&lt;br /&gt;It seems a little impossible as it was a big jump tho' the numbers don't run in sequence.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, I felt God's presence!&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought I was cold.&lt;br /&gt;But no, it felt different.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it was His presence pouring down on me and in me!&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and rested.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I fell alseep but even if I did, I know it was just for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;The next moment when I opened my eyes, the number 2069 appeared on the screen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAISE THE LORD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is faithful!&lt;br /&gt;He answered my prayers when it seems impossible.&lt;br /&gt;My God is a God of the possible.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is too difficult for Him! Amen! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just being random here. Some photos are SOOO expired. Lol. Here goes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8McWe9VI/AAAAAAAAAlc/90XqEQgHy00/s1600-h/longevity+bun01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460057703642450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8McWe9VI/AAAAAAAAAlc/90XqEQgHy00/s320/longevity+bun01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is an enormous longevity bun! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;It's empty on the inside though.&lt;br /&gt;The small longevity buns are in our stomachs already! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8MnILnXI/AAAAAAAAAlk/rmQAqUD1NIE/s1600-h/grandpa"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460060596444530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8MnILnXI/AAAAAAAAAlk/rmQAqUD1NIE/s320/grandpa%27s+80th+bday+cake01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my grandpa's 80th birthday cake!&lt;br /&gt;Sponsored by all his grandchildren, us! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8Mm1b7NI/AAAAAAAAAls/HykOhFN7V0E/s1600-h/dom+playing+flugehorn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460060517821650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8Mm1b7NI/AAAAAAAAAls/HykOhFN7V0E/s320/dom+playing+flugehorn3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my youngest bro Dom.&lt;br /&gt;One word - Talented. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8M7NAqmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/1kbDjaAx9-w/s1600-h/brenz+&amp;amp;+dom+on+cny4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460065985407586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8M7NAqmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/1kbDjaAx9-w/s320/brenz+%26+dom+on+cny4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Needless to say, it's me &amp;amp; Dom!&lt;br /&gt;Taken on Chinese New Year 2008. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Do we look alike? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8Mwag_mI/AAAAAAAAAl8/df1nDcVvoJo/s1600-h/dom+making+a+wish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460063089262178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8Mwag_mI/AAAAAAAAAl8/df1nDcVvoJo/s320/dom+making+a+wish.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He can be really cute at times. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460907411586050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD895wpPAI/AAAAAAAAAmE/jpKNhPy5ZSM/s320/Joel+on+cny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my little cousin Joel Lai. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;He can be super hyper. Esp when playing with Dom.&lt;br /&gt;He's only attracted to Dom. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey don't get me wrong k.&lt;br /&gt;I mean same clique that kinda attraction. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460909509946466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8-Bk7rGI/AAAAAAAAAmM/n4R4hMP68IQ/s320/Joel+throwing+temper+on+cny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does throws temper. Super cute. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460921872217058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8-voU8-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/ucRZfnl770Q/s320/mommy+on+cny+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My beloved mommy!&lt;br /&gt;Greatest mom on earth! =)&lt;br /&gt;Actually I realise, all kids will say their mom is the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;Duh.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460916736024978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8-cfw4ZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/TSreR_4WDb0/s320/mom+bday+cake1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This photo is so expired. Her birthday is on the 25th Feb! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;We bought her Usqueeze. It's an Osim leg massager.&lt;br /&gt;Costs $500++!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233460910042463282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8-Dj5PDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/9DoDHRZv0LA/s320/mom+%26+daughter.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Like mother like daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464372852358978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEAHniG_0I/AAAAAAAAAms/rk4Pn-n3wGo/s320/feminie1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh man I love this photo of myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh pretty! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me lah. I seldom get good photos of myself mah..&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464376915877698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEAH2q7X0I/AAAAAAAAAm0/EoC65la5rv4/s320/cute+baby+dear02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Guess who is this cute little baby?&lt;br /&gt;He's my dearest! =D&lt;br /&gt;I love babies!&lt;br /&gt;Can you reverse back to a baby let me carry then transform back again? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464389621846770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEAImAREvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/YAv2Uj-Fy0o/s320/jay+chou+no.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou No. 2? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464387438456274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEAId3tLdI/AAAAAAAAAm8/VX1aYXG1OpE/s320/dear+wearing+kenrus+specs.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dear wearing Kenrus' specs. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464388146291330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEAIggd4oI/AAAAAAAAAnM/KaZ84I84tnE/s320/our+cheesecake280208b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my sweet dear's doing.&lt;br /&gt;In case you can't read, it writes "Will you be my girlfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I was too excited. Destroyed the word girlfriend. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;My dear is the sweetest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233466294985608754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEB3gCYzjI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lg7nXyXJhlk/s320/our+ring.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A ring. A promise. Forever I'll hold.&lt;br /&gt;On our 5th month anniversary. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465033965847010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEAuGX2QeI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Kzst4sxUg3g/s320/a+sweet+gesture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What can I say? A sweet gesture tells it all. *SMILES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233465037672512658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKEAuULlfJI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Ydy_CIMDoHk/s320/24mar08b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Simply us~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;Loving God wholeheartedly, loving people fervently, loving you only!&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from my dear.&lt;br /&gt;Super duper uber sweet! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-9010823296523387159?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/9010823296523387159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=9010823296523387159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9010823296523387159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/9010823296523387159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/08/praising-god-always.html' title='Praising God always'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SKD8McWe9VI/AAAAAAAAAlc/90XqEQgHy00/s72-c/longevity+bun01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7098616046959261725</id><published>2008-08-05T12:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:08:54.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival of Praise 2008</title><content type='html'>Festival of Praise 2008 is fabulous!!!&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is so good!&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God is so strong!&lt;br /&gt;Esp the last night!&lt;br /&gt;Tho' it wasn't as pack as on sat, I felt super high on sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;It's party time! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was crazily high!&lt;br /&gt;Definitely beats going to pubs or clubs.&lt;br /&gt;Tho' I never been to those places before, I know it's definitely better.&lt;br /&gt;Cos even partying has a purpose!&lt;br /&gt;What can be greater than praising and worshipping God? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely looking forward to next year's FOP.&lt;br /&gt;My 31st July, 1st Aug, 2nd Aug 2009 are already booked!&lt;br /&gt;So don't even think of asking me out unless u're going with me to FOP. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! I love Hillsong!&lt;br /&gt;Songs sang that day includes "This is our God", "You are Stronger", "High and Lifted Up", "Take it all" and many many more!&lt;br /&gt;Super high man. =p&lt;br /&gt;I love "Living Rain" by Parachute Band too!&lt;br /&gt;It's been ringing in my mind even till now! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has that song? Send to me! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230897351022830098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SJfhbSA_YhI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Te3NXJjYMkk/s320/DSC00092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taken at FOP @ Indoor Stadium. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230897358169668338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SJfhbso7evI/AAAAAAAAAlU/6fWHpYECRMo/s320/DSC00089+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230897350784448306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SJfhbRIJ9zI/AAAAAAAAAlM/aAo0HR1R_bw/s320/DSC03249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taken on the day when so many of us wore checkered tops and shoes to church. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7098616046959261725?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7098616046959261725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7098616046959261725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7098616046959261725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7098616046959261725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/08/festival-of-praise-2008.html' title='Festival of Praise 2008'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SJfhbSA_YhI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Te3NXJjYMkk/s72-c/DSC00092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-905571544533158415</id><published>2008-07-30T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:09:21.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellow-Shopping</title><content type='html'>Met Dear and Mel ytd to shop for Liping's birthday gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Belle and Kenrus joined us later.&lt;br /&gt;Woo! It felt great shopping with all of them!&lt;br /&gt;It felt even greater that all of us got what we wanted for her! =D&lt;br /&gt;Feels great and am excited for the surprise we planned for her celebration!&lt;br /&gt;Shh.. don't tell her.&lt;br /&gt;No worries, I'll only publish this post when the birthday surprise is over.&lt;br /&gt;Smart right? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting part is Victor and Liping are shopping ytd too and might go to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we're have already liased with Victor. Heh heh. =p&lt;br /&gt;I think the cute thing is that I got to know Liping's shoe size and even waist size. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But don't even think of asking me. I'm not telling. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for friday! I wanna see how Liping will react to our surprise! Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Festival of Praise this sat too!&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is really exciting! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-905571544533158415?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/905571544533158415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=905571544533158415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/905571544533158415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/905571544533158415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/07/fellow-shopping.html' title='Fellow-Shopping'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7858516287413018033</id><published>2008-07-28T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:09:52.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discipleship</title><content type='html'>Woo! Today's Discipleship was simply awesome!&lt;br /&gt;We were allocated a person to pray for.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, Brendan and I were to pray for each other. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we started going round to pray for each other, I felt something in both my hands.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was getting stronger and stronger as each person took turns to pray.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like electricity!&lt;br /&gt;When it was my turn to pray, it was at its fullest potential!&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, I felt like laying my hands on Brendan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I felt it wasn't me who was praying but someone much greater. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God was so strong.&lt;br /&gt;The anointing of the Holy Spirit. Simply amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed praying in tongues is powerful!&lt;br /&gt;Do not despise it! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7858516287413018033?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7858516287413018033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7858516287413018033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7858516287413018033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7858516287413018033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/07/discipleship.html' title='Discipleship'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-720767261068725743</id><published>2008-07-17T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:51:34.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragrance of Christ</title><content type='html'>Recently, when I was reading the bible, I received a revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor 2:14-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph in Christ, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;through us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diffuses the fragrance of His knowledge in every place." (v.14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For we are to God the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fragrance of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing." (v.15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words "through us" in verse 14 reminded me of Ps. Kong's sermon last week. God uses man. Then verse 15 says that we are to God fragrance of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God wants to use us as a sweet aroma to spread (diffuse) His love to the world. Though in the verse it says "His knowledge", my impression was His love for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the more amazing thing I learnt was this. Being fragrance of Christ means we are nice smelling. So, naturally people are attracted to us! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read on to 2 Cor 3, in verse 5 to 6 it says "...our sufficiency is from God, who also made us sufficient..." Since God made us sufficient, it means we're good enough. We're adequate before Him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, verse 6 also says "...the Spirit gives life." So, God made us good enough to bring life to the people around us by His Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His grace is sufficient for us. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-720767261068725743?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/720767261068725743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=720767261068725743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/720767261068725743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/720767261068725743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/07/fragrance-of-christ.html' title='Fragrance of Christ'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2276144991857035144</id><published>2008-07-09T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T11:10:58.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dwell in His presence</title><content type='html'>Feeling spiritually dry?&lt;br /&gt;Asking yourself what should you do?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon! You know the answer!&lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;br /&gt;What else can you do except to seek the One who renews your strength?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, praying doesn't simply mean asking God to answer all your desires.&lt;br /&gt;Praying actually means spending time connected to God.&lt;br /&gt;Staying in communion with Him.&lt;br /&gt;So, praying can actually mean dwelling in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to speak sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;He knows your every thought.&lt;br /&gt;He just wants you to spend time with Him.&lt;br /&gt;Just like our earthly father, He wants His kids to be with Him, to spend QUALITY time with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rem the song "Still"?&lt;br /&gt;The second stencil goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone.&lt;br /&gt;Know His power&lt;br /&gt;In quietness and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're feeling spiritually dry, tired (be it physically, emotionally, mentally), the only way to step out of it is to seek God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rest&lt;/span&gt; in Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2276144991857035144?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2276144991857035144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2276144991857035144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2276144991857035144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2276144991857035144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/07/dwell-in-his-presence.html' title='Dwell in His presence'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3322305934654708831</id><published>2008-06-30T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:45:30.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo! Prayer meeting last saturday was fabulous man!&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God was so strong!&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Ming did not even lay hands and most of us fell under the power of God.&lt;br /&gt;The power of God is magnificient indeed.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one particular moment while we were worshipping in the Spirit, I actually felt angels were in our midst, singing alongside with us.&lt;br /&gt;Momentarily, I thought we were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know before till my cell group leader Dorcas mentioned that when we praise and worship God, angels are actually doing so too together with us!&lt;br /&gt;That's amazing! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liping said God gave me a taste of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I like that! And I want more! Hee. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were praying, God gave me a vision.&lt;br /&gt;In the vision, I saw my friend, worshipping God.&lt;br /&gt;Who is this friend?&lt;br /&gt;She's someone I've been praying for a long time already.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna continue praying for her.&lt;br /&gt;I know God is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;If He gave me that vision, it is definitely gona come to pass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gona reveal her name until her salvation is secured.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll excitedly tell her this vision that God has showed me.&lt;br /&gt;He has prepared the way long before the foundation of earth!&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;God is an awesome God!&lt;br /&gt;No denying about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glory to the Most High God!&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;*Claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. I'm so glad I didn't miss prayer meeting. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3322305934654708831?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3322305934654708831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3322305934654708831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3322305934654708831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3322305934654708831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/06/woo-prayer-meeting-last-saturday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3676873755363595975</id><published>2008-06-25T00:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:08:57.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liping &amp; Victor's Engagement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd June 2008 is a very special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEmVwdj_cI/AAAAAAAAAk0/QMngZpACNwE/s1600-h/Fairytale+decoration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491998699748802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEmVwdj_cI/AAAAAAAAAk0/QMngZpACNwE/s400/Fairytale+decoration.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The married couple!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElj3A_MDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/k9pJrHaTsMI/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491141465485362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElj3A_MDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/k9pJrHaTsMI/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!!! Such a sweet scene! Liping is so pretty! She's so angelic! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be biased, Victor is handsome too! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElkOQ4zfI/AAAAAAAAAkE/xE_E9etce_8/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491147706191346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElkOQ4zfI/AAAAAAAAAkE/xE_E9etce_8/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElku4_RiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/VeE3LMLw8zg/s1600-h/ring+that+binds+love+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491156464322082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElku4_RiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/VeE3LMLw8zg/s320/ring+that+binds+love+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exchanging of rings which represent their love &amp;amp; promise for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah so sweet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElk32EbbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2p1ZjfzB7jw/s1600-h/kisses!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491158867996082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGElk32EbbI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2p1ZjfzB7jw/s320/kisses!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my!! This is uber sweet!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wana get married eh? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215493200475385202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEnbtbM7XI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Qx579Qn795A/s400/N161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The married couple &amp;amp; N161!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEjQ2kY2xI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-oLUk9KgWlM/s1600-h/sisters+&amp;amp;+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215488615904762642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEjQ2kY2xI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-oLUk9KgWlM/s320/sisters+%26+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple &amp;amp; sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we pretty? Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491623764549842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEl_7uC4NI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lNift7iFkTs/s320/brothers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, the brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuai oh! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491623943667778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEl_8YwAEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/xNj7ADhFavo/s320/the+twinz+%26+couple!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215491627290933154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEmAI2zN6I/AAAAAAAAAks/8_d7Jv3ihg0/s320/brenz+%26+beautiful+liping!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing beside an angel! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215489227323947458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEj0cSFOcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/AVkS1PIyZ1k/s320/mel,+brenz,+jas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty ladies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no denying about it. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215489218346819890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEjz61xITI/AAAAAAAAAjk/FyXB8CSlUyU/s320/mel,+brenz,+jas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215487996741782242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEis0AbiuI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RcqjBD0rz-4/s320/our+vision+together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of the dream Seow Wei had of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's our turn? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215487999686202626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEis--b1QI/AAAAAAAAAjE/0bobnrvHxT0/s320/brenz+%26+brens%27+future.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will come to pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promise to abide in God's time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIPING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VICTOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the both of you be blessed exceedingly abundantly in God's kingdom. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3676873755363595975?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3676873755363595975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3676873755363595975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3676873755363595975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3676873755363595975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/06/liping-victors-engagement.html' title='Liping &amp; Victor&apos;s Engagement!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEmVwdj_cI/AAAAAAAAAk0/QMngZpACNwE/s72-c/Fairytale+decoration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-6204586877803069889</id><published>2008-06-24T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:05:09.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm truly blessed today! *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I was blessed with my pay slip! Finally! My long waited bonus. Haha.. =D&lt;br /&gt;The more amazing thing is that my bonus is actually more than the amount I pledged and fulfilled in the Building Fund!!!&lt;br /&gt;More than a hundred fold in return!&lt;br /&gt;Woo! My GOD is amazing!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne, my colleague, also blessed me with a set of eyeshadow for helping her cover her duties ever since she was hospitalized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow! I didn't expect anything in return actually.&lt;br /&gt;But God sees my heart and blessed me for my hardwork and effort.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then blessed by dear who treated me to the movie Kung Fu Panda!&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, it was terrirfic!&lt;br /&gt;I thought the show wasn't nice initially.&lt;br /&gt;Despite people saying its gd, I wasn't convinced till today! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It's really a must watch movie!&lt;br /&gt;I really laughed my hearts out. I believe my dear too.&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing so crazily lah. I think no one cared cos everyone was laughing out LOUD! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was the movie hilarious, it was really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;I like the line the wu gui shi fu said.&lt;br /&gt;"We cannot control the time and season the peach tree will blossom, but we can choose to believe in it and nurture it."&lt;br /&gt;The same goes with us humans.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot never control when and how God wants to move in us, but we can choose to believe in Him and abide in Him and His timing. =) Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear also blessed me with a bag from moonriver! =D&lt;br /&gt;Though he kept saying its just a casual bag, nothing much, I was really touched by the gift.&lt;br /&gt;It's not really the gift but rather the thought and effort in getting it.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate it darling!&lt;br /&gt;And I love the bag! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, my mom actually placed the money of the Espirit purse I got for myself in my table drawer!&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I was so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;Truly our God is a faithful God.&lt;br /&gt;As I continue to sow into His kingdom, He never once shortchange me.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm being showered with so many blessings! In just a day! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GOD IS AN AWESOME GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-6204586877803069889?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/6204586877803069889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=6204586877803069889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6204586877803069889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6204586877803069889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/06/blessings.html' title='Blessings!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7033570043585994782</id><published>2008-06-05T21:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:55:53.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo! I just had my keyboard test today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessica commented that I performed very very well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that wasn't what that encouraged me the most.&lt;br /&gt;What encouraged me the most was that she said she felt I truly worshipped God;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't just play technically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow~ That was what I wanted!&lt;br /&gt;I prayed today that when I play, it would be to worship Him.&lt;br /&gt;It would not just be a test for me but a time of worshiping and glorifying His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing thing is that I only prepared my song the night before!&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't really feel very ready.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I put God FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;I kept worshiping and praying to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I TRUSTED God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Indeed, God is a gracious God.&lt;br /&gt;When I put Him first, when I trusted Him wholeheartedly, He showed me His grace and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wana thank Brendan for sharing with me the importance of FAITH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All these while, I've only been having head knowledge about having faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't truly experience the meaning of having faith in God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He shared with me that we should always do things out of the motivation of faith.&lt;br /&gt;When we do things out of fear, it will definitely turn out bad.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean REAL bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to have this mindset of "Oh no. I've not been practising my keyboard. I'm not gona do well. How how how???"&lt;br /&gt;And indeed whatever my motivation is, there my result will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my attitude, the motivation behind my learning to play the keyboard was wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when I begin to change my attitude, begin to pray more and lean on His strength, God turned things around for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So our job is to have faith in God and God's job is to pour down His grace on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us = Faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God = Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's how God moves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simple isn't it? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you tell me its cos I have talents that I'm able to play the keyboard well.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no you're wrong!&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can frankly admit to you that I do not have that natural gifting like certain people do.&lt;br /&gt;But because my God is a good God, He answers my heart's desire.&lt;br /&gt;And it's only when you truly trust that God will provide, He will anoint you.&lt;br /&gt;When God gives you a vision, He will definitely give you the provision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7033570043585994782?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7033570043585994782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7033570043585994782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7033570043585994782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7033570043585994782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/06/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4997237605910727130</id><published>2008-06-02T13:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:58:51.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humble Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something happened to me today which reminded me of a verse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke 18:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is always so good! He indeed exalts the meek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am blessed today! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what happened? Ask me! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I have LOTS of expired posts I wana post. So stay tuned! HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4997237605910727130?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4997237605910727130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4997237605910727130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4997237605910727130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4997237605910727130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/06/humble-spirit.html' title='Humble Spirit'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7920350599779953824</id><published>2008-05-14T12:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:08:59.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where am I blogging now? At work! HAHA. Don't misunderstand k? I AM working. Just that I'm taking a break now. Joanne is on hospitalisation leave for this whole week so I'm currently the typist. Been doing cases and typing whole day long. My right hand is aching! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was simply awesome! As pre-service prayer meeting was cancelled due to a wedding reception, we went up to the roof top garden and had fun snapping photos there. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215470915855502658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGETKkvyzUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/McNlWHiY7AU/s320/sisters+in+Christ.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is one big family! Sisters in Christ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were shrunk to 12 years old. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(A notice indicates that the playground is only met for children 12 years and below. Tsk tsk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215473918806905426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEV5XnM0lI/AAAAAAAAAiM/QyTWWkMOW8c/s320/penny+%26+wanfong2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215473920608444306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEV5eUuH5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/BH-q2K24oMg/s320/geraldine+%26+gracia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haiyo.. C-mall kids! LOL. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215473393268646754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEVax1HY2I/AAAAAAAAAh0/FUYMZByGHKI/s320/brenz,+mel,+jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The matures~ See the difference? Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215473401619241186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEVbQ8DWOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/d_pkUKFiLMM/s320/pen,14+%26+brenz.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Penny, Wan Fong &amp;amp; Brenz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215473412522773634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEVb5jqDII/AAAAAAAAAiE/x37kaxUV3Z0/s320/brenz,+ger,+gracia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sisters Geraldine &amp;amp; Gracia with brenz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215476392951148994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEYJYhJ8cI/AAAAAAAAAic/a0mYb_kfPS8/s320/penny+%26+wanfong3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215476394038908834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEYJckf16I/AAAAAAAAAik/reBuMyz585M/s320/brenz+%26+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215476396282148130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEYJk7U9SI/AAAAAAAAAis/_8mDWWB9ZPM/s320/brenz+%26+gracia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service was so heartwarming!!! Love was in the air! It's Mother's day service! I forgot about it! Forgot to invite my mom. Apparently, she wanted to go with me cos she can't make it for her own service on sunday due to a family lunch. And one of the participant (mother) in the mother-child lookalike contest was my mom's old neighbour! Ah so wasted!!! =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama was really good! Tears were streaming down almost everyone's cheeks. It just hit the right spot in the hearts of people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the drama production, 5 CHC members went up the stage with their mothers (who didn't know anything beforehand) to give their heartfelt thanks to their mothers and testified the greatness of their mothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was really a very touching moment. I was already in tears when the first member gave his testimony. I was thinking to myself. Oh gosh. Am I gonna cry 5 times? So embarrassing! Lols. Later Mel said she felt the same way too! I'm definitely not alone. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After service, we went for dinner and we had bible study after that at cafeteria. Mel gave BS to Wanfong, Joel to Ger, Brendan to Penny, Jas to Gracia and Li Ping to me. The girls are so cute. Seeing them motivates me to be passionate for God even more. Not to take God for granted and be complacent. I was reminded of what Li Ping said a few weeks back. To be a contributor instead of a receiver everytime. I will be a contributor, a dream builder! Amen! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On sunday, Brendan brought me to Ms. Clarity cafe. The one at Thompson. Woo! It's highly recommended to try the potato munch skin! It's simply mouth-watering! Must try! Esp those kadang lovers like me! *winkz* We didn't think of taking pictures of the food tho' except the twin divine cake! Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215478605760700498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEaKL4EIFI/AAAAAAAAAi0/B9vpDcdmzqI/s320/twin+divine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops! It's already half eaten! HAHA. I love the name. Twine divine. It suits us. Sweet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, the cake is really very rich! Cake lovers and sweet tooth people must try! Lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215478604001577634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGEaKFUqCqI/AAAAAAAAAi8/qJ6w_xpvF4k/s320/savoring.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Dear. When there's good food, he's happy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. He's gona smack me. HAHA. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ha! I also wanna count my blessings! I'm blessed with a great family, wonderful friends, awesome church, fantastic cell group and a super duper good boyfriend! =D My dear is really sweet. He created a check list of places he wants to bring me to eat! =D Thank you dear! You're really the best I can ever have. I LOVE YOU! Muacks! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7920350599779953824?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7920350599779953824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7920350599779953824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7920350599779953824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7920350599779953824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/05/great-weekend.html' title='Great weekend!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SGETKkvyzUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/McNlWHiY7AU/s72-c/sisters+in+Christ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4990005740150323015</id><published>2008-05-01T23:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:08:59.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brendan, my beloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to my most beloved dear!&lt;br /&gt;Solely for you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing my most beloved boyfriend...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRENDAN TAN ZHI YANG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195443393089743042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SBnsPUfDqMI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_b6JhWZ_mTQ/s320/dear+in+hk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read my earlier posts, you'd notice that I've actually introduced him before.&lt;br /&gt;BUT..&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm introducing him as my BOYFRIEND! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's still my twin, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;But now he's closer to me like never before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRENDAN&lt;br /&gt;Known as Brens too.&lt;br /&gt;He's handsome!&lt;br /&gt;And I really mean handsome!&lt;br /&gt;*whistles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's cute!&lt;br /&gt;Superly, uberly cute!&lt;br /&gt;His laughter, his expression, his reactions, everything!&lt;br /&gt;He can be very funny and fun-loving.&lt;br /&gt;He's simply the joy of my life! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he knows when it is time to be serious.&lt;br /&gt;He is the most matured guy I've known of his age.&lt;br /&gt;I was and still am very impressed by him.&lt;br /&gt;His maturity, his thinking.&lt;br /&gt;The way he carries himself, the deep respect he has for his leaders, the way he humbles himself, the way he sees things differently from others, the faith he has in God.&lt;br /&gt;He's always looking at things from a selfless perspective.&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in God wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;Always putting God first.&lt;br /&gt;I've really got a lot to learn from him.&lt;br /&gt;He's not only the leader of my life, my mentor, he is also my soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;He never fails to share and explains things to me patiently.&lt;br /&gt;Though I disappoint him at times, he still tells me he loves me and that he's with me.&lt;br /&gt;That is one guy whom I'll regret so much if I were to ever let him go.&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY MAN! =)&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry girls. No chance. He's taken. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B.R.E.N.D.A.N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful. Realistic. Entertaining. Neat. Distinguished. Amiable. Naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear.. I want you to know that you're really the best in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;You're unique. You're special in my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no doubt in God's eyes. =)&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;And I want to love you the rest of my life!&lt;br /&gt;For eternity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195443410269612242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SBnsQUfDqNI/AAAAAAAAAhk/QI6zXURhwEk/s320/fu+qi+xiang!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Together Forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY, I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4990005740150323015?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4990005740150323015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4990005740150323015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4990005740150323015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4990005740150323015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/05/brendan-my-beloved.html' title='Brendan, my beloved'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/SBnsPUfDqMI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_b6JhWZ_mTQ/s72-c/dear+in+hk3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-5755462640694071509</id><published>2008-04-30T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T13:04:21.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEART OF WORSHIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever wonder whether God accepts our worship?&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my keyboard coach asked us what is our understanding of "heart of worship".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She told us to research a bit on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I went online and searched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this very good article and the contents struck me.&lt;br /&gt;It was this particular statement that got me dumbfounded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sentence is "The most fundamental question in worship is whether God accepts it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Seriously, I've never really thought about this qn before.&lt;br /&gt;I think we all took for granted that as long as we worship, God accepts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I ponder on, I got a relevation. (I think it is one. haha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We may have the best musicans, choir, worship leaders in church.&lt;br /&gt;We may even have a very grand, well furnished building for our church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important factor in our worship is actually our HEART!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God sees the condition of our heart when we worship Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do we just worship Him during the weekends but leave Him aside for the rest of the entire week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we always put Him first in everything we do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do we worship Him because we love Him or is it just a chore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So friends, how is your heart condition when you're worshipping Yahweh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. Don't tell me it's pumping. I'll smack your pigu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. -_-"'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-5755462640694071509?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/5755462640694071509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=5755462640694071509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5755462640694071509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5755462640694071509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/04/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7702292230541447421</id><published>2008-04-27T21:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:44:19.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been so long since she had blogged so i shall blog for her!&lt;br /&gt;brenda is currently a lil sick so people, you all can send your regards to her:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had just crossed our 2nd month not long ago (thursday).&lt;br /&gt;she came over to my place for dinner with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i wan more of that!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA its funny how i dont blog it at my blog, but at yours:)&lt;br /&gt;2 months passed, but it seems like we have been tgt for so long..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honey! I love you so!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7702292230541447421?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7702292230541447421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7702292230541447421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7702292230541447421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7702292230541447421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-so-long-since-she-had-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4649469756165961332</id><published>2008-04-11T12:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T14:03:04.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart of Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the music fades and all is stripped away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I simply come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Longing just to bring something that's of worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That will bless Your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll bring You more than a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For a song in itself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is not what You have required&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You search much deeper within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through the way things appear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're looking into my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's all about You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All about You, Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry, Lord, for the things I've made it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it's all about You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All about You, Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;King of endless worth, no one could express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How much You deserve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I'm weak and poor, all I have is Yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every single breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo~ I love this song man. I'm gonna learn to play it using the keyboard! I can't wait! =)&lt;br /&gt;I wana play for my heavenly Papa! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4649469756165961332?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4649469756165961332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4649469756165961332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4649469756165961332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4649469756165961332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/04/heart-of-worship-when-music-fades-and.html' title='Heart of Worship'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2447322381421147890</id><published>2008-03-12T13:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:35:20.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be passionate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you love and love what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two great keys to success are love and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun doing what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy life and see good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving your work works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stop loving it and stop having fun doing it, it'll drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could change it so you love it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could change your attitude so you have fun again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could take a break and get fresh ideas for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes, get fired up about what you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;PASSIONATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Phil Pringle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've gotta put in greater efforts to change my &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt; and love my job! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2447322381421147890?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2447322381421147890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2447322381421147890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2447322381421147890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2447322381421147890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-passionate.html' title='Be passionate'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2668869058185299051</id><published>2008-02-24T23:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:08:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brendan &amp; I as ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;24th Feb 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day of new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the centre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings upon blessings upon blessings will come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I truly believe in building to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's for &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ETERNITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins now come together as &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glory to the Most High! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176782009998602082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R9efz3GZb2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/ZcxtnMLF8_A/s320/twin+couple1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are called "The Brendz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jun nan mei nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA! =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176782031473438578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R9ef1HGZb3I/AAAAAAAAAhM/G-J0AcU5o0M/s320/twin+couple2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The naughty cute pair of twins! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2668869058185299051?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2668869058185299051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2668869058185299051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2668869058185299051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2668869058185299051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/02/brendan-i-as-one.html' title='Brendan &amp; I as ONE'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R9efz3GZb2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/ZcxtnMLF8_A/s72-c/twin+couple1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8108796993259670941</id><published>2008-01-16T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:00.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th wedding anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo~ Time flies man!&lt;br /&gt;By a twinkling of the eye, 25 years have gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 years of what?&lt;br /&gt;25 years of marriage!&lt;br /&gt;Who can seriously say marriage is easy?&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone agrees with me that it is definitely not easy to maintain a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask you a question.&lt;br /&gt;What is Love?&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me?&lt;br /&gt;It may seem easy to answer but really, reflect on this qn.&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you know the answer to it?&lt;br /&gt;Do you REALLY understand the meaning of true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you the answer.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready...?&lt;br /&gt;Really ready?&lt;br /&gt;Ok here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is... a DECISION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the initial stage of a relationship, love seems easy.&lt;br /&gt;Pulse racing, palms sweating, getting cold feet...&lt;br /&gt;All these sensations seem to be signs of falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;All these signs will wear off with time.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone be 100% sure that you will still feel the same way about a person after let's just say 5 years tog?&lt;br /&gt;Answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is..&lt;br /&gt;How do you stay committed with a person for a LIFETIME?&lt;br /&gt;How do couples stay together till the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decision.&lt;br /&gt;A decision to stay committed to your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;A decision to love him/her with all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not based on emotions alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is a Decision! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love, because He first love me.&lt;br /&gt;One life, one love. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162407506604511730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R6SORpD40fI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Wb29EdOyqCU/s400/dad+%26+mom3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male &amp;amp; female leads of the day.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad &amp;amp; Mom! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zqVp0QFrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1q2pYezKv0c/s1600-h/IMG_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155753331155539634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zqVp0QFrI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1q2pYezKv0c/s200/IMG_1598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aww so sweet...&lt;br /&gt;What a huge yummy anniversary cake!&lt;br /&gt;*winkz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162408455792284178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R6SPI5D40hI/AAAAAAAAAgc/qOqagwem3yE/s400/25+Wedding+(Leong+%26+Peggy)-17.jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family~!!!&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162407936101241346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R6SOqpD40gI/AAAAAAAAAgU/h74IVxLdwj0/s400/family+photo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's us again! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162409847361688098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R6SQZ5D40iI/AAAAAAAAAgk/WoYqaLChlPY/s400/family+photo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! One BIG family!!!&lt;br /&gt;Blessings~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8108796993259670941?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8108796993259670941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8108796993259670941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8108796993259670941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8108796993259670941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/01/25th-wedding-anniversary.html' title='25th wedding anniversary'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R6SORpD40fI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Wb29EdOyqCU/s72-c/dad+%26+mom3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-5085225676967974821</id><published>2008-01-15T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:01.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas lunch gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My Family's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Lunch Gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(29th Dec 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you celebrate Christmas with your family?&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated mine at my uncle's place. =)&lt;br /&gt;He just moved to a new house at Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats like a family gathering. =)&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may have "not-so-good" relatives&lt;br /&gt;BUT let me tell you this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TREASURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be able to choose your family &amp;amp; relatives&lt;br /&gt;BUT you're definitely able to choose the way you feel about them&lt;br /&gt;and your attitude towards them. It's all about making the right choices.&lt;br /&gt;It may be tough to make the right decisions&lt;br /&gt;BUT with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all things are possible! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZl50QFmI/AAAAAAAAAes/usYPA3i8po0/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155734918630741602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZl50QFmI/AAAAAAAAAes/usYPA3i8po0/s200/DSC00771.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! Here's Nikki.&lt;br /&gt;My four-legged cousin. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever be deceived by her innocent look.&lt;br /&gt;She's as naughty as can be!&lt;br /&gt;She has the loudest and highest-pitched bark I ever heard!&lt;br /&gt;*covers ears*&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you're not careful, you can damage your ears!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZmJ0QFnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/omTH1WPpTEQ/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155734922925708914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZmJ0QFnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/omTH1WPpTEQ/s200/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how attention-seeking she is.&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to catch a moment of silence in her.&lt;br /&gt;She's UBER hyperactive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nikki:&lt;/span&gt; Ahh~~ Goodness gracious me!&lt;br /&gt;Is it so difficult to get someone to play with me?&lt;br /&gt;Is it too much to ask for someone to sayang me?&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZmJ0QFoI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Z6VKuuH8HXg/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155734922925708930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZmJ0QFoI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Z6VKuuH8HXg/s200/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nikki:&lt;/span&gt; Oh gosh! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Someone's attending to me!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;I've been barking my throat &amp;amp; crying my heart out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mms.. who can that kind soul be?&lt;br /&gt;*wonders*&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ha! The all-time dog lover, my DAD!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZmZ0QFpI/AAAAAAAAAfE/2GW4lEiU_-4/s1600-h/DSC00765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155734927220676242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZmZ0QFpI/AAAAAAAAAfE/2GW4lEiU_-4/s200/DSC00765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nikki:&lt;/span&gt; Ooh ooh~~ Shuang shuang~~&lt;br /&gt;Somemore somemore.&lt;br /&gt;A bit more to the right.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes! That's the right spot!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something special happened that very same night.&lt;br /&gt;But its a secret btn you &amp;amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;*smilez*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Entertainment @ Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155732260045985346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zXLJ0QFkI/AAAAAAAAAec/BWvNMiw2i7c/s200/DSC00791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pen &amp;amp; Joanne:&lt;/span&gt; Hey look! Jieying untied her hair!&lt;br /&gt;Here's our chance! *grins cheekily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene No. 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zXLJ0QFlI/AAAAAAAAAek/oz6Gvo0Eu4U/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155732260045985362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zXLJ0QFlI/AAAAAAAAAek/oz6Gvo0Eu4U/s200/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pen &amp;amp; Joanne:&lt;/span&gt; Come'on man! Let's do it!&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JY:&lt;/span&gt; AHHH~~!!! Help Help! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Scene No. 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zWr50QFjI/AAAAAAAAAeU/-RsTtdb_qdY/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155731723175073330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zWr50QFjI/AAAAAAAAAeU/-RsTtdb_qdY/s200/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JY:&lt;/span&gt; Save me somebody!&lt;br /&gt;175!!! Where are you??!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pen &amp;amp; Joanne:&lt;/span&gt; We've grabbed your hair.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Scream all you want.&lt;br /&gt;175 is not here! We can torture you!&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Scene No. 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155731705995204130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zWq50QFiI/AAAAAAAAAeM/eiBxWOmI0HM/s200/DSC00788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pen &amp;amp; Joanne:&lt;/span&gt; Yea man! We did it! Conquered her hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JY:&lt;/span&gt; Ahh~ I give up!!!&lt;br /&gt;*mei lian jian ren*&lt;br /&gt;175... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. All dialogues are created by the author myself! WAHAHA! Bleah! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-5085225676967974821?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/5085225676967974821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=5085225676967974821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5085225676967974821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5085225676967974821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-lunch-gathering.html' title='Christmas lunch gathering'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R4zZl50QFmI/AAAAAAAAAes/usYPA3i8po0/s72-c/DSC00771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1347472876557706804</id><published>2007-12-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:02.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry X'mas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas is about love, joy &amp;amp; most importantly PEACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;How do we have peace in our hearts?&lt;br /&gt;By inviting the Prince of Peace to enter our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;Yet not many are doing so.&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Start now!&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss the karios moment! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas is a season of giving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148660141126587826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O3Hp0QFbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/yW9krC-JYjI/s200/bren+%26+makeup+set.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I received a makeup set from Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. That is the best lah!&lt;br /&gt;Thx man gal! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148660145421555138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O3H50QFcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/jcMUoyzseqI/s200/bren+%26+dress.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This dress is from Pensie!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to shop for CNY clothes le!&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.. Thx pen jie jie! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148660145421555154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O3H50QFdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ekv3cwVLjk0/s200/neurotech+bren4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is me cam-whoring at work.&lt;br /&gt;Oops! Shh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148667141923280402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O9fJ0QFhI/AAAAAAAAAeE/FRBaj-8UubI/s200/neurotech+bren5.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here I go again.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O3IJ0QFfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XLc2GJUum3w/s1600-h/Bren+in+twin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148660149716522482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O3IJ0QFfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XLc2GJUum3w/s200/Bren+in+twin%27s+car.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again! But in a car. Whose? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Really fortunate to be chauffered all around.&lt;br /&gt;Thx twin! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O2gJ0QFaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/0KUHjPCX0zM/s1600-h/pen+&amp;amp;+cinnamon2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148659462521755042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O2gJ0QFaI/AAAAAAAAAdM/0KUHjPCX0zM/s200/pen+%26+cinnamon2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of Pensie's xmas gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Her fav cinnamon!&lt;br /&gt;Cute right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148667137628313090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O9e50QFgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Dek8YNhDJMQ/s200/happy+twins.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Twinz!&lt;br /&gt;Brenz &amp;amp; Brens&lt;br /&gt;Always confusing ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Recent victim was Trinity. LOL. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1347472876557706804?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1347472876557706804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1347472876557706804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1347472876557706804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1347472876557706804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-season-of-giving-i.html' title='Merry X&apos;mas!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3O3Hp0QFbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/yW9krC-JYjI/s72-c/bren+%26+makeup+set.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1483729848918686857</id><published>2007-12-11T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T10:39:22.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Money Can't Buy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Money Can Buy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A comfortable bed BUT not sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of books BUT not wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delicious food BUT not appetite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A luxurious house BUT not home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmetics BUT not beauty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine BUT not health,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finery BUT not virtue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusement BUT not happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Money Can't Buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The grace and peace from God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The everlasting life and love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ is the Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For whosoever shall call upon the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name of the Lord shall be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can confess to God that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have sinned and invite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the priceless gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is peace and joy in Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that money can't buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1483729848918686857?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-6771889164397363375</id><published>2007-12-10T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:08.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some photo updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho' most of them are with Ivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for him to send to me. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) Jasmine &amp;amp; I on Elaine &amp;amp; Terence Wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P5xwWRZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HKfimulKB34/s1600-h/Jas+&amp;amp;+Bren1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142354203554235794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P5xwWRZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HKfimulKB34/s200/Jas+%26+Bren1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P6BwWRaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IIsuLtQt0nA/s1600-h/Jas+&amp;amp;+Bren+on+Elaine"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142354207849203106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P6BwWRaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IIsuLtQt0nA/s200/Jas+%26+Bren+on+Elaine%27s+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Service at Jurong West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P8RwWRbI/AAAAAAAAAb8/SwkvJdLZg7s/s1600-h/Jas+&amp;amp;+bren2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142354246503908786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P8RwWRbI/AAAAAAAAAb8/SwkvJdLZg7s/s200/Jas+%26+bren2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubbly Jas &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P8hwWRcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Ldd42byCHgQ/s1600-h/Bren+&amp;amp;+Lis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142354250798876098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P8hwWRcI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Ldd42byCHgQ/s200/Bren+%26+Lis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Lis &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;Lis is one of the sweetest gal I know.&lt;br /&gt;I just love her! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service, its bday celebration time! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqBwWRVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/kdQb7pjPWJo/s1600-h/Lis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142353932971296082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqBwWRVI/AAAAAAAAAbM/kdQb7pjPWJo/s200/Lis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful Lis on her bday. 2nd dec.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't she sweet? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqBwWRWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dZqkBraz9qo/s1600-h/kun+wu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142353932971296098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqBwWRWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dZqkBraz9qo/s200/kun+wu.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Celebrating Kun Wu's bday in advance.&lt;br /&gt;His is on 5th dec.&lt;br /&gt;He's wearing the shirt we got for him as a cg! =)&lt;br /&gt;Can't really see the design tho'. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqRwWRXI/AAAAAAAAAbc/L2RMUOf1PrM/s1600-h/CG+-+lis"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142353937266263410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqRwWRXI/AAAAAAAAAbc/L2RMUOf1PrM/s200/CG+-+lis%27+bday1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cell group fussing over the blueberry choc cake. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;No lah. They're distributing the cake ard. Heh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqhwWRYI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UYlt16rHVaE/s1600-h/Brendan+&amp;amp;+Kun+Wu+-+jiao+cake+shou2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142353941561230722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11PqhwWRYI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UYlt16rHVaE/s200/Brendan+%26+Kun+Wu+-+jiao+cake+shou2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brendan &amp;amp; Kun Wu going through not the "Jiao Bei Jiu" but the "Jiao cake Jiu" ritual.&lt;br /&gt;Gay isn't it? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;) Gai Gai with June at Parkway Parade after dinner at Aston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11OehwWRTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/BkKCA-t2NOA/s1600-h/June+with+overwhelming+lights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352635891172658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11OehwWRTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/BkKCA-t2NOA/s200/June+with+overwhelming+lights.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice background eh? Shimmering~ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11OehwWRUI/AAAAAAAAAbE/YHXndpArfjw/s1600-h/Bren+with+overwhelming+lights.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352635891172674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11OehwWRUI/AAAAAAAAAbE/YHXndpArfjw/s200/Bren+with+overwhelming+lights.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcome~! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11ORhwWRPI/AAAAAAAAAac/6NBrJZHI2J8/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+santa2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352412552873202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11ORhwWRPI/AAAAAAAAAac/6NBrJZHI2J8/s200/June+%26+santa2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11ORxwWRQI/AAAAAAAAAak/1N5LL3VUeWc/s1600-h/Bren+&amp;amp;+santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352416847840514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11ORxwWRQI/AAAAAAAAAak/1N5LL3VUeWc/s200/Bren+%26+santa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11OSBwWRRI/AAAAAAAAAas/NmG8oxF-1d0/s1600-h/cute+sisters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352421142807826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11OSBwWRRI/AAAAAAAAAas/NmG8oxF-1d0/s200/cute+sisters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a pair of cute sisters! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142357141311866322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11SkxwWRdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/pKftPRSJZYs/s200/bren+%26+reindeer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'm so dua pai.&lt;br /&gt;Rest my elbow on poor reindeer. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11N9hwWRLI/AAAAAAAAAaA/hfklFdZOIMU/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+reindeer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352068955489458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11N9hwWRLI/AAAAAAAAAaA/hfklFdZOIMU/s200/June+%26+reindeer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; June is worse.&lt;br /&gt;She pulled the ear! Ouch! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11N9xwWRMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/g-EfkzIQd6Y/s1600-h/June+-+busoh+santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352073250456770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11N9xwWRMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/g-EfkzIQd6Y/s200/June+-+busoh+santa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh man. Santa's pigu stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11N9xwWRNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/xFjAOneV5XY/s1600-h/Bren+-+busoh+santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352073250456786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11N9xwWRNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/xFjAOneV5XY/s200/Bren+-+busoh+santa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Busoh busoh lah~ Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352421142807842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11OSBwWRSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/pJGxjPjXdPk/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWRwWREI/AAAAAAAAAZI/RTbpteyyzEg/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351394645623874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWRwWREI/AAAAAAAAAZI/RTbpteyyzEg/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWhwWRFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/T0gEVlVhdQI/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351398940591186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWhwWRFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/T0gEVlVhdQI/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWhwWRGI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qEyAODe4veA/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351398940591202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWhwWRGI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qEyAODe4veA/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWxwWRHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/p7qO7HctE1o/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351403235558514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWxwWRHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/p7qO7HctE1o/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWxwWRII/AAAAAAAAAZo/fhRV2iWIhEI/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351403235558530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11NWxwWRII/AAAAAAAAAZo/fhRV2iWIhEI/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MWhwWQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/pQ5hMmADVbc/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142350299428963266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MWhwWQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/pQ5hMmADVbc/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take 1 - mm.. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MYhwWQ9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/yGiOPNetZoM/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142350333788701650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MYhwWQ9I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/yGiOPNetZoM/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take 2 - June looks abit ghostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MYhwWQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/1C7mKZGKU9A/s1600-h/June+&amp;amp;+me+at+PP10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142350333788701666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MYhwWQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/1C7mKZGKU9A/s200/June+%26+me+at+PP10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take 3 - AHH!!! Ghost ah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4) Our very own lab decoration. DIY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MBxwWQ3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/2uG1vXjxTHk/s1600-h/pen+santarina1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142349942946677618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MBxwWQ3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/2uG1vXjxTHk/s200/pen+santarina1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is pensie santarina. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MCBwWQ4I/AAAAAAAAAXo/GQFm5sBCsoE/s1600-h/pen+santarina2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142349947241644930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MCBwWQ4I/AAAAAAAAAXo/GQFm5sBCsoE/s200/pen+santarina2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pen has become a Xmas tree? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MCRwWQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXw/3ny_fFpqVnc/s1600-h/joanne.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142349951536612242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MCRwWQ5I/AAAAAAAAAXw/3ny_fFpqVnc/s200/joanne.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joanne &amp;amp; the lab with our hard work decoration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MChwWQ6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/1oMbnlwulXs/s1600-h/vivien+&amp;amp;+I+at+lab.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142349955831579554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MChwWQ6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/1oMbnlwulXs/s200/vivien+%26+I+at+lab.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vivien &amp;amp; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MDBwWQ7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/-lNCj2YPm8c/s1600-h/bren+santarina.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142349964421514162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11MDBwWQ7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/-lNCj2YPm8c/s200/bren+santarina.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Bren Santarina. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148329712112637298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3KKmJ0QFXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QmwtvN_CVpU/s200/lab+deco2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pensie &amp;amp; I climbed to put up the snow flakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148331756517070226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3KMdJ0QFZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/18SO1GpSIHs/s200/lab+deco1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Merry X'mas Ho Ho Ho! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148330721429951874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R3KLg50QFYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ERBzMVwdtIA/s200/lab+xmas+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our very own mini xmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;Tho' small, it was still our effort. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11LjhwWQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FUboK8-8omg/s1600-h/sweet+pen1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142349423255634770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11LjhwWQ1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FUboK8-8omg/s200/sweet+pen1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pen is so cute lah~&lt;br /&gt;See Joanne's hands?&lt;br /&gt;She's torturing her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11LjxwWQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXY/BHLDags1gkA/s1600-h/sweet+pen3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142349427550602082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11LjxwWQ2I/AAAAAAAAAXY/BHLDags1gkA/s200/sweet+pen3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pen is so kawaii lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-6771889164397363375?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/6771889164397363375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=6771889164397363375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6771889164397363375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6771889164397363375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/12/some-photo-updates-tho-most-of-them-are.html' title='Photo Updates!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R11P5xwWRZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HKfimulKB34/s72-c/Jas+%26+Bren1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7666632254354199962</id><published>2007-11-28T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:35:57.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Release all bitterness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Last week's svc was power!&lt;br /&gt;Really impacted me a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esp the part when Ps Tan said to release all bitterness in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Do not habor unforgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Leave all vengeance to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;br /&gt;Very often we have this mindset of "yi ya huan ya" (Chi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An eye for an eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even myself.&lt;br /&gt;When hatred builds up in our hearts, we tend to revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is smthg we all have to learn.&lt;br /&gt;That is to not only &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORGIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORGET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key word here is &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORGET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We can forgive ppl easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT how many of us can really forget after forgiving the person?&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to forgive but difficult to forget.&lt;br /&gt;When we still rmb the hurtful things that ppl had said to us or the unhappy situations, we did not forgive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This msg really applies to me.&lt;br /&gt;I felt very impacted as I rmb things tt have hurt me in the past.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I wana learn to give it all to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I wan Him to help me forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;Even to ppl who have harmed me before.&lt;br /&gt;I want to forget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be a dream builder, not a dream killer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be an encourager!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So frenz, one impt thing to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Leave all vengeance unto the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didnt have bbq as the prayer meeting changed to 7pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. Was a little disappointed cos I was really excited abt the overnight PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought it would really be an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, twin said its gd in a way cos more ppl are able to make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking yeah how true.&lt;br /&gt;And we nd not stay up the night and be too tired for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Elaine &amp;amp; Terence's wedding, the cg helped out in the ushering.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time so I was pretty gan jiong.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But everything went smoothly and it was simply great!&lt;br /&gt;A very touching scene.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was in a merry kinda mood.&lt;br /&gt;Love filled the air. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the svc on 25nov, sunday.&lt;br /&gt;During offering, I placed part of the money Dorcas gave us for ushering initially.&lt;br /&gt;But I felt this strong urge to give everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm really glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;Cos within the next few days I was really blessed!&lt;br /&gt;Even on the day itself, I was already blessed by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when you sow, you will reap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there are conflicts around me.&lt;br /&gt;But actually all it takes is a decision.&lt;br /&gt;A decision to change things around.&lt;br /&gt;However, we are weak.&lt;br /&gt;We, as man, are imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;We need God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So always rmb my frenz, it's not about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's about God.&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7666632254354199962?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7666632254354199962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7666632254354199962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7666632254354199962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7666632254354199962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/11/release-all-bitterness.html' title='Release all bitterness'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-5105476705460569674</id><published>2007-11-20T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive again for Jesus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow.. these few weeks had been a refreshing experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again, I'm on fire for Jesus! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've found my sense of belonging in City Harvest Church.&lt;br /&gt;N161 rox lah!&lt;br /&gt;I feel very comfortable with so many gd sisters and brothers around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pastor Ulf's and Phil's messages were very gd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pastor Ulf asked this before:&lt;br /&gt;"Are you listening to a sermon or are you listening to the Word of God?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow. A simple qn like tt really started me thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And with a step of Faith, I've got a breakthrough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11st Nov 2007.&lt;br /&gt;I received the Holy Spirit and spoke in tongues!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise the Lord! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever since I had joined the family, I feel so different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even when I'm so so tired, I still feel great!&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray and put my weariness unto Him cos I know He will strengthen me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really feel so alive again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really looking forward to this fri, 23rd nov.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BBQ at NTU, followed by overnight prayer meeting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So exciting! My first time lah. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next day will be Elaine's wedding and my own family dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sun would be church svc.&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling weekend man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really looking fwd to it! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's svc was cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pastor Phil painted while he preached!&lt;br /&gt;First time he has ever done this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So honored! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He painted the Last Supper on Sat and the Cross on Sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Last Supper painting was sold for $50, 000 and the money was given to the Building Fund.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pastor Phil even contributed $40, 000 to the BF.&lt;br /&gt;So gd! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134908380778351858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R0Lb92Z4TPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/zztLrWIG0eM/s200/Works+on+the+Cross+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Personally, I prefer the Cross.&lt;br /&gt;The painting is uber nice lah!&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Pastor Phil is one of the top artists in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Power!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-5105476705460569674?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/5105476705460569674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=5105476705460569674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5105476705460569674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/5105476705460569674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/11/alive-again-for-jesus.html' title='Alive again for Jesus!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/R0Lb92Z4TPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/zztLrWIG0eM/s72-c/Works+on+the+Cross+b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7698038386624507506</id><published>2007-11-01T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:09.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slping on train</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw this person sleeping on the train yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127856202352045362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RynODCh6LTI/AAAAAAAAATw/uUVZ79GsKx8/s200/DSC00641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the photographer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7698038386624507506?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7698038386624507506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7698038386624507506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7698038386624507506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7698038386624507506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/11/slping-on-train.html' title='slping on train'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RynODCh6LTI/AAAAAAAAATw/uUVZ79GsKx8/s72-c/DSC00641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-6170719195668045209</id><published>2007-10-30T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa &amp; Mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love your parents&lt;/span&gt; just as they have loved you! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127110909562072338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RycoNSh6LRI/AAAAAAAAATg/cblnj1aO26c/s200/papa+%26+mommy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love my parents lah~!&lt;br /&gt;They're so cute!&lt;br /&gt;And that's where my cuteness originate from!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RycmjSh6LQI/AAAAAAAAATY/YjXgHQCL-84/s1600-h/ocs+view5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127109088495938818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RycmjSh6LQI/AAAAAAAAATY/YjXgHQCL-84/s200/ocs+view5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RycmGih6LPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/xk-IlIE6JYc/s1600-h/ocs+view4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127108594574699762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RycmGih6LPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/xk-IlIE6JYc/s200/ocs+view4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scenery overlooks the Singapore Discovery Centre. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rycl7ih6LOI/AAAAAAAAATI/qvWskA8fVik/s1600-h/ocs+view3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127108405596138722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rycl7ih6LOI/AAAAAAAAATI/qvWskA8fVik/s200/ocs+view3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the parade ground where the officers will graduate on their commission day! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ryclrih6LNI/AAAAAAAAATA/lkM0fHP9rL4/s1600-h/ocs+view1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127108130718231762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ryclrih6LNI/AAAAAAAAATA/lkM0fHP9rL4/s200/ocs+view1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sceneries are taken from the top of the tower at OCS. NICE~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-6170719195668045209?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/6170719195668045209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=6170719195668045209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6170719195668045209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6170719195668045209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/10/papa-mommy.html' title='Papa &amp; Mommy!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RycoNSh6LRI/AAAAAAAAATg/cblnj1aO26c/s72-c/papa+%26+mommy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3322518754695454501</id><published>2007-10-24T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:06:58.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay increment! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is a special day!&lt;br /&gt;Cos its pay increment day! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm totally taken aback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was a pleasant surprise. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I can save more $,&lt;br /&gt;give more to my parents,&lt;br /&gt;give tithings,&lt;br /&gt;treat junie dar and spend more on shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. but sad to say, there are some ppl who acted very childishly today.&lt;br /&gt;Will not mention names.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm determined not to put them into heart.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I know there's no point and why degrade myself to that level when I know its not right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's totally meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say He has matured me! Haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read Ben's blog. Super funny lah!&lt;br /&gt;He had a wonderful bday this yr too!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 blessed oct babies in a family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Didn't know he has a TWIN too!&lt;br /&gt;Cool man! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;What's more to expect??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday is getting BETTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;*excited* HAHA. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3322518754695454501?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3322518754695454501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3322518754695454501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3322518754695454501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3322518754695454501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/10/pay-increment.html' title='Pay increment! =)'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-113561352611859563</id><published>2007-10-23T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:19:33.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow... These few days had been really busy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really WORKING. =x&lt;br /&gt;Hard-earned money man.&lt;br /&gt;Tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. and I mean BUT..&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling! Not cos of work itself. But cos of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm learning to be more positive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start anew everyday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And always remembering &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Let our last conscious thought be positive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;Every night, say that to yourself. Think of one positive thing.&lt;br /&gt;If you can think more, that's even better! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise God! I'm becoming more "siao" everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm lovin' it. LOL. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wana spread the joy and laughter to the people around me! Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not just on the surface. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But on the inside as well! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the song on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;Way Back Into Love.&lt;br /&gt;It's a chipmunk version I think.&lt;br /&gt;I chanced upon it.&lt;br /&gt;So uber CUTE lah! Haha! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, have you ever tried ending a conversation with a Hello instead of a Bye? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-"' lame right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But who cares? I'm happy! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLOS~!!! *winkz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-113561352611859563?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/113561352611859563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=113561352611859563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/113561352611859563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/113561352611859563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/10/busy-days.html' title='Busy days'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-6070311867319454922</id><published>2007-10-06T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:10.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday Gifts from JUNIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My bday gifts from &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;JUNIE&lt;/span&gt; all the way from Aussie! Woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedUaDSwqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XEVebOiJZzk/s1600-h/gift+from+june1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232475445936802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedUaDSwqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XEVebOiJZzk/s200/gift+from+june1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A bag, pouch, 2 cards (one handmade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedUqDSwrI/AAAAAAAAASY/IuvDMFz9ovw/s1600-h/gift+from+june3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232479740904114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedUqDSwrI/AAAAAAAAASY/IuvDMFz9ovw/s200/gift+from+june3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 tee shirts and a pair of jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THANKS JUNIE DAR FOR YOUR PRESENTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything I wanted!!! *touched* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedUqDSwsI/AAAAAAAAASg/26BuSmNOp5Q/s1600-h/voodoo+bride2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232479740904130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedUqDSwsI/AAAAAAAAASg/26BuSmNOp5Q/s200/voodoo+bride2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the transformed voodoo doll Dom has created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wedding bride voodoo! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedU6DSwtI/AAAAAAAAASo/esDhCKHybXQ/s1600-h/dom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232484035871442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedU6DSwtI/AAAAAAAAASo/esDhCKHybXQ/s200/dom%27s+creation.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dom made this racial harmony poster. Nice man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another creative piece from the arty futsy naughty boy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232771798680290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedlqDSwuI/AAAAAAAAASw/kO8AXKa-Mr0/s200/JY+sexy+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Check out Jie Ying's sexy pose. *whistles* LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taken by the cheeky Pensie. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-6070311867319454922?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/6070311867319454922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=6070311867319454922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6070311867319454922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6070311867319454922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/10/bday-gifts-from-junie.html' title='Bday Gifts from JUNIE!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RwedUaDSwqI/AAAAAAAAASQ/XEVebOiJZzk/s72-c/gift+from+june1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8906424342551535491</id><published>2007-10-06T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:13.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 20th Birthday to us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Ying &amp;amp; Brenz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3rd Oct 2007 - Ultrasound Lab Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNaDSwmI/AAAAAAAAARw/VAc6-q4yKa0/s1600-h/Jy+and+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118224658605458018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNaDSwmI/AAAAAAAAARw/VAc6-q4yKa0/s200/Jy+and+cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jie Ying &amp;amp; her mango cake! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNqDSwnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/LtHKHndopk8/s1600-h/Jy+and+cake2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118224662900425330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNqDSwnI/AAAAAAAAAR4/LtHKHndopk8/s200/Jy+and+cake2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pose~ Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNqDSwoI/AAAAAAAAASA/wIbaSRugeVw/s1600-h/Jy+and+cake3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118224662900425346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNqDSwoI/AAAAAAAAASA/wIbaSRugeVw/s200/Jy+and+cake3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jie Ying struggling to cut the cake for everyone. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNqDSwpI/AAAAAAAAASI/BoKB99gCRPI/s1600-h/Jy+and+cake4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5th Oct 2007 - Birthday Bash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSw6DSwdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/LyQp1WzBs1U/s1600-h/blowing+candles+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118220870444302802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSw6DSwdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/LyQp1WzBs1U/s200/blowing+candles+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NDU surprised us with a large strawberry cake with 4 candles!!! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxKDSweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/i7bd9hkvl1k/s1600-h/strawberry+cake!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118220874739270114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxKDSweI/AAAAAAAAAQw/i7bd9hkvl1k/s200/strawberry+cake!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake is simply delicious man! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxaDSwfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fdlYkhbGumo/s1600-h/us+and+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118220879034237426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxaDSwfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fdlYkhbGumo/s200/us+and+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not cake cutting time. It's cake killing time! Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118221235516523058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweTGKDSwjI/AAAAAAAAARY/7Sq2vSJL8SA/s200/oct+babies!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Oct rabbit babies~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxaDSwgI/AAAAAAAAARA/kApcSqqy5PI/s1600-h/want+some+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118220879034237442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxaDSwgI/AAAAAAAAARA/kApcSqqy5PI/s200/want+some+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Want some strawberry cake on your face? HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118221046537962018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweS7KDSwiI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YBqMh9X9CXQ/s200/Jy+eating+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Look at Jie Ying's face! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxqDSwhI/AAAAAAAAARI/1F4bLrYu9H4/s1600-h/yum+yum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118220883329204754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSxqDSwhI/AAAAAAAAARI/1F4bLrYu9H4/s200/yum+yum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell how yummy the cake is? wahaha. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's time for group photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118219354320847282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweRYqDSwbI/AAAAAAAAAQY/HMBjMXDgJKs/s200/bday+gals+and+ade.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bday gals with our boss mama~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweRYaDSwaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ymey4WuS2wU/s1600-h/bday+gals+and+pen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118219350025879970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweRYaDSwaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ymey4WuS2wU/s200/bday+gals+and+pen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bday gals bullying the poor squirrel. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118219350025879954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweRYaDSwZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/jfc7xLZ8H_w/s200/fantastic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The animal family! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118220367933129154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweSTqDSwcI/AAAAAAAAAQg/G40fFcka6bs/s200/us+again!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oh gosh! Where is Jy's left hand??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade chopped it off??!! AHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;~~Prezzies~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweVQ6DSwkI/AAAAAAAAARg/3h2tdl_LBxg/s1600-h/JY+bday+gifts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118223619223372354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweVQ6DSwkI/AAAAAAAAARg/3h2tdl_LBxg/s200/JY+bday+gifts1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jie Ying's bday gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweVQ6DSwlI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZBt0GDEzW3E/s1600-h/My+bday+gifts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118223619223372370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweVQ6DSwlI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZBt0GDEzW3E/s200/My+bday+gifts1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My bday gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cute mashimaro~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bday cakes in a week! Aww.. they're so sweet lah. Love it. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;THANKS ADE, PEN, JY &amp;amp; VIVIEN FOR THE PRESENTS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;AND THANK YOU ALL FOR THE BDAY CELEBRATION!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8906424342551535491?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8906424342551535491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8906424342551535491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8906424342551535491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8906424342551535491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-20th-birthday-to-us.html' title='Happy 20th Birthday to us!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RweWNaDSwmI/AAAAAAAAARw/VAc6-q4yKa0/s72-c/Jy+and+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8300579108423023018</id><published>2007-09-25T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:15.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic 4 Zoo Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Fantastic 4 went to the Zoo last saturday, 22nd sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what's the most interesting thing of the trip? (at least to me lah.. lolx.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114145491941245074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkYOqDSwJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/p7D6wfu2rGs/s200/horny+baboon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Think it's just an ordinary baboon? Look carefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114145479056343170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkYN6DSwII/AAAAAAAAAOA/bELPLub_WEc/s200/baboon%27s+dicky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh~~~~ It's a horny baboon! *Rolls over floor laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah.. this horny baboon walked over upon seeing the 4 mei nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sat in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our inital thought was.. "Woah, this baboon so good ah. Sit there so guai let us take pic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until.. we noticed a thin little thing slowly standing, becoming redder and harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.. Pengz ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "thing" still can move rhythmically while already erected lor! Piang eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, damn funny lah. So RA. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114147665194696866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkaNKDSwKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/j0GXaKpKET0/s200/baboon+statue.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a clearer picture of a baboon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally uncensored. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that it's fake. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114148842015735986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkbRqDSwLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/JtonV2TzdjY/s200/fruit+bat6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the baboon incident, we started trying to identify the gender of the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so BIAN TAI lah! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114150620132196578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rvkc5KDSwOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8hSO0NiXr7Q/s200/mini+monkey1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this mini monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so small sized. So kawaii neh~ HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkdY6DSwPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/FHB4ArLkkxA/s1600-h/mouse+deer1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151165593043186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkdY6DSwPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/FHB4ArLkkxA/s200/mouse+deer1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mouse deer is happily resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks so cosy eh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They certainly like their privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like competing who can spot the most mouse deers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We acted like small girls. -_-"' LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkdZKDSwRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RZ_43C41vSM/s1600-h/snake1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151169888010514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkdZKDSwRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RZ_43C41vSM/s200/snake1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This snake here is doing a dance for us. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rvkc4KDSwMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/E8lOHVrTwzo/s1600-h/leopard1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114150602952327362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rvkc4KDSwMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/E8lOHVrTwzo/s200/leopard1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting for this leopard to jump into the water but it didn't. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. We're so chek ar. Tsk tsk. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rvkc46DSwNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/sLlgzPPmCic/s1600-h/meerkats1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114150615837229266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rvkc46DSwNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/sLlgzPPmCic/s200/meerkats1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meerkats are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that one standing over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as tho' it is staying very still to detect any predator coming their way. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them was considering whether to jump down or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was happily self-entertaining. Fantastic 4 should know what. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeAaDSwSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/8nSo42J_KXs/s1600-h/squirrel9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151844197876002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeAaDSwSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/8nSo42J_KXs/s200/squirrel9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. This squirrel is so adorable lah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeA6DSwTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ofKa8D53GWM/s1600-h/squirrel10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151852787810610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeA6DSwTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ofKa8D53GWM/s200/squirrel10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeBaDSwUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/M3PBlf2Egkg/s1600-h/squirrel11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151861377745218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeBaDSwUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/M3PBlf2Egkg/s200/squirrel11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeB6DSwVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WS4pVXy3O7w/s1600-h/squirrel12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151869967679826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeB6DSwVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WS4pVXy3O7w/s200/squirrel12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeCaDSwWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/R_LKsr9GzAg/s1600-h/squirrel13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151878557614434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeCaDSwWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/R_LKsr9GzAg/s200/squirrel13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the most time here taking lotsa pictures and trying to capture them esp when they're standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the meerkats. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. they make me wana cuddle them. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114151165593043202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkdY6DSwQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HYTKzcLNKv4/s200/scenery.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this scenery looks soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely good for Ade's health. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeKKDSwXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_RwsKCyn0Z8/s1600-h/Pen,Jy,Ade+&amp;amp;+me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114152011701600626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeKKDSwXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_RwsKCyn0Z8/s200/Pen,Jy,Ade+%26+me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long and tiring day, it's time for a snapshot of US! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 1st time I've seen Ade being so enthu from the start of the day till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jy, Pen &amp;amp; I were dragging our feets behind Ade. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeKqDSwYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/zo9Y9_uISE8/s1600-h/Pen,Jy,Ade+&amp;amp;+me3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114152020291535234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkeKqDSwYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/zo9Y9_uISE8/s200/Pen,Jy,Ade+%26+me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand being the longest, I took the photos! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8300579108423023018?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8300579108423023018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8300579108423023018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8300579108423023018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8300579108423023018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/fantastic-4-zoo-outing.html' title='Fantastic 4 Zoo Outing'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkYOqDSwJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/p7D6wfu2rGs/s72-c/horny+baboon2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1862423018833509853</id><published>2007-09-25T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:16.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dom and his handmade Voodoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out this voodoo doll~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkPgKDSwFI/AAAAAAAAANo/5f52WEgcEp4/s1600-h/dom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114135896984305746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkPgKDSwFI/AAAAAAAAANo/5f52WEgcEp4/s200/dom%27s+voodoo+doll.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a female wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Check out the boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be an A cup. WAHA. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's the maker...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114135896984305730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkPgKDSwEI/AAAAAAAAANg/IGxmzKTxQMQ/s200/dom+%26+voodoo3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The naughty but artistic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot say I don't admire his creativity! Haha. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1862423018833509853?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1862423018833509853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1862423018833509853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1862423018833509853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1862423018833509853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/dom-and-his-handmade-voodoo.html' title='Dom and his handmade Voodoo!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RvkPgKDSwFI/AAAAAAAAANo/5f52WEgcEp4/s72-c/dom%27s+voodoo+doll.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2296370307585628106</id><published>2007-09-18T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:16.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fantastic four!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally got the chance to take Jie Ying! Yay! Haha. Look at the poor helpess rabbit. Squat there wana cry le. LOL. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111561220062983826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_p2PGENpI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wU2h4yB7684/s200/helpless+Jy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the 3 squirrels and the big boss Ade!!! Wahaha~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111565042583877330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_tUvGENtI/AAAAAAAAANY/hr6ZsFBL_1I/s200/Fantastic+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The family of chek ark and ka jiao~ Tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111561855718143650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_qbPGENqI/AAAAAAAAANA/rIlog1-zfNY/s200/Boss+ade+%26+3+suqirrels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fantastic 4 rox man~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111562508553172658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_rBPGENrI/AAAAAAAAANI/RKlgiZnQbjo/s200/me+working.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the usual work setting. Ade intended to tou pai! I siam~ But willing pose in the end. Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111563719733950146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_sHvGENsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/D77MPDQpRaU/s200/eeg+com+screen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the computer screen I STARE everyday. Lines lines and more lines. Sianz. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2296370307585628106?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2296370307585628106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2296370307585628106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2296370307585628106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2296370307585628106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/fantastic-four.html' title='the fantastic four!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_p2PGENpI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wU2h4yB7684/s72-c/helpless+Jy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8620066234151908801</id><published>2007-09-18T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:17.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June's 21st Bday Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Photos of June's 21st Bday gifts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111557277283006082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_mQvGENoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-b25ZNzC77M/s200/june+21+bday+card+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the card and door knob thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_mHvGENnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HTOtadS-ElA/s1600-h/june+21+bday+card+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111557122664183410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_mHvGENnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HTOtadS-ElA/s200/june+21+bday+card+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The interior of the card~ (left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_l7fGENmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aqDk4gYjlnk/s1600-h/june+21+bday+card+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111556912210785890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_l7fGENmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/aqDk4gYjlnk/s200/june+21+bday+card+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The interior of the card~ (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_lX_GENlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EUkG1oagOZ4/s1600-h/june+21+bday+card+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111556302325429842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_lX_GENlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/EUkG1oagOZ4/s200/june+21+bday+card+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other side of the door knob thingy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111555507756480050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_kpvGENjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8hi6VxU4_ws/s200/june+bday+card2(brendan).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; My twin was very kind to make one card for her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111555872828700226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_k-_GENkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/UkzogqDqfCA/s200/june+bday+card1(brendan).JPG" border="0" /&gt;His child-like handwriting. wahaha. =)&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/37938681-8620066234151908801?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8620066234151908801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8620066234151908801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8620066234151908801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8620066234151908801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/junes-21st-bday-gifts.html' title='June&apos;s 21st Bday Gifts'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Ru_mQvGENoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-b25ZNzC77M/s72-c/june+21+bday+card+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2362981428965621476</id><published>2007-09-13T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:12:45.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 yrs no see!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last tues, 11 sept, was a really amazing day man! My colleagues and I have alwaz been teasing each other that patients with their birth year ranging near ours are all our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened cos of one incident which I'm lazy to explain now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Pensie was showing me the request form cos it has the patient's basic info like name, birth date etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that caught my attention was the name - Ho Han Sheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the request form from Pensie immediately. I looked at the address and bday next. Then I looked up at the patient. Wala~ He's really my friend! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He is my pri sch friend. KCPPS. P1 to P4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't met for like 10yrs! And still I can recognise him. *prouds* Wahaha. He didn't change much. I could recognise him immediately. Haha. But he couldn't remember me instantly. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is so small man. Or rather Singapore is. Haha. Anyway, it's good to see old friends. Brings back memories. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2362981428965621476?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2362981428965621476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2362981428965621476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2362981428965621476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2362981428965621476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/10-yrs-no-see.html' title='10 yrs no see!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2621576667588182272</id><published>2007-09-13T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:18.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neuro Labbie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing.... *drums rolling*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My most funky, fun loving, CRAZY colleagues...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are the ones who brighten up the dull days. Fills the lab with fun and laughter! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109696998098089330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulKWPGENXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/6AkJcWSBeu0/s200/smiley+pen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First one in the line is the cutest yet most chek ar auntie panties, pensie~!!! WAHA. She's my buddy who forgot to teach me the code to open the staff toilet on my first day of work. Bleah. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulKWPGENYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Enk8gyhuV8A/s1600-h/smiley+ade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109696998098089346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulKWPGENYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Enk8gyhuV8A/s200/smiley+ade.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is followed by the 4eva tired and grumpy Ade who can only be cheered up by auntie panties~! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109700524266239378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulNjfGENZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/_PBKkJvVli4/s200/grumpy+ade.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the BEFORE. Before pensie cheers her up. WAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 3rd one is the rabbit. Same bday mth as me. The meditator. *mmm* But she wasn't there when we were taking pics of each other. Next time lah~ Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lab was once a quiet, dull, boring place to be at...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But yao sheng yi bian, it has become ALIVE! Muahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109704522880792050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulRMPGENfI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZOrldBJe6zE/s200/me+slacking+at+work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not to forget, I contribute too! HAHA. *winkz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thanks to the fantastic four of the lab. Pen, Ade, Jie Ying and me of cos! v(n_n)v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109700528561206690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulNjvGENaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/EOc6jNcVIJQ/s200/mousie+pensie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at the mousie pensie. Sometimes she is a mouse, sometimes a cat, sometimes a cow - her origin. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109700537151141298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulNkPGENbI/AAAAAAAAALE/REcEiS5SkCU/s200/tu+tu+zui.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's posing for Ade~ See her tu tu zhui. Act cute only lah! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109700541446108610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulNkfGENcI/AAAAAAAAALM/Ny_0mkFLmPo/s200/f__+u.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This hand sign is for me for taking her picture. wahaha. See lah. She can be so uncouth too lor. Don't be deceived by her innocent cute little appearance. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pensie, do your zhao pai dong zhuo leh! I like! LOL. I like her energy and enthusiasm, even her sacarsm. She's just cute lah~ She and vern ah. A cute bickering couple. So interesting! Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2621576667588182272?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2621576667588182272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2621576667588182272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2621576667588182272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2621576667588182272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/neuro-labbie.html' title='Neuro Labbie'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RulKWPGENXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/6AkJcWSBeu0/s72-c/smiley+pen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-6386631745491542935</id><published>2007-09-09T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:19.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratatouille</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108236795943909074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQaTSLQ9tI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tVuRJaAgoRU/s200/ratatouille.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ratatouille is gd!!! =D "Anybody can cook" Interesting eh. It's a meaningful show. Shld watch ok? Haha. I cried a bit at the ending part. Touching. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108237294160115426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQawSLQ9uI/AAAAAAAAAKA/kRRxJKaHmSU/s200/aha!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today, Dear and I spent a wonderful time together. =D Though it was quite a rush, I could feel it was quality time. It's been awhile since we had this feeling, or me rather. At least I think so. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he looks so cute with that 'zhao pai tong zhuo' lah~ Lolx. Haven't seen him smile like that in a long time. Dear, I hope that u will continue to smile like that. But it must be from within your heart wor. I hope I can alwaz see u smile and laugh. From your HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. HEART reminds me of something. I rem a very meaningful phrase. I like it very much. It goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have the letters "H-R-T", I would add "U" to become "H-U-R-T" than have a "H-E-A-R-T" without "U".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Short and simple yet full of meaning. Haha. I have forgotten the original message (sent by "cant rem who" long time ago) but the meaning is there lah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my message to u dear. *winkz* We may not be very compatible in terms of character wise, but hopefully, we can accomodate each other and complement well. =) I hope I can help you achieve what you wana achieve in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just wana remind you that in that process, do not forget the people around you. Do not say you're not interested. For I believe everyone around you plays a role in your life, whether it's significant or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The objective in life is actually to enjoy the process. It's the process that matters most my dear. It's not the final destination. (sounds like the movie. Haha.) Not the goal or the end that gives the greatest satisfaction. But it's the process. The effort put into the process dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, we are trying hard, real hard to achieve our goals. The end product. But if we were too hurried in doing so, won't we miss out a lot in the process? Will we really be happy when we've reached our target? Or will it be a momentarily satisfaction and then leading us to emptiness cos we've got no where to go after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah. I realised I have suddenly become so philosophical. haha. Boring the readers to death? HAHA. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Guess I shall end the boring talk here. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108238642779846386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQb-yLQ9vI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rIPabqevvbA/s200/army+days.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pondering deeply.. Army days.. Sweet? Bitter? Definitely green.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"' Lame lah. Bleah. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-6386631745491542935?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/6386631745491542935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=6386631745491542935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6386631745491542935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6386631745491542935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/ratatouille.html' title='Ratatouille'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQaTSLQ9tI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tVuRJaAgoRU/s72-c/ratatouille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8247384278617159186</id><published>2007-09-09T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:19.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies Movies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQLqiLQ9rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1sjETgS9eAk/s1600-h/Hairspray_Soundtrack_Contest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108220702701450930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQLqiLQ9rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1sjETgS9eAk/s200/Hairspray_Soundtrack_Contest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Hairspray on 5th Sep with Fanny! Fun show.. Nice! Just like High School Musical. Makes me wana dance with them. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zac Efron is shuai dai le lah! haha.. Seldom will i say an actor is shuai. So he must be really shuai. Haha.. I didn't think he was very handsome in High School Musical but in Hairspray, his eyes are really attractive. I think he dian dao wo le. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108223082113332930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQN1CLQ9sI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kmj4ryQUnc0/s200/high+sch+musical.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In High School Musical, I noticed Vanessa Hudgens instead of Zac Efron. Haha.. She has this asian beauty which I like. She's pretty. Despite her recent news, I still think she's beautiful. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I had a fabulous time with Fanny that day! She's cute lah. Her laughter is still as cute as ever. But her dressing shocked me a bit. Cos she look so mature! haha. She even tricked me earlier. I really thought I went to the wrong place to meet her. Naughty girl. Haha! Meet up again yeah? =)&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/37938681-8247384278617159186?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8247384278617159186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8247384278617159186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8247384278617159186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8247384278617159186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/09/movies-movies.html' title='Movies Movies!!!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RuQLqiLQ9rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1sjETgS9eAk/s72-c/Hairspray_Soundtrack_Contest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3294353146909061944</id><published>2007-08-29T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:19.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My twin Brendan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing my twin....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103786754558719634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RtRLAyLQ9pI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_5TpImlnd6A/s200/twins1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do we look alike? Lol. Let me introduce ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our names. Brendan &amp;amp; Brenda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bday. 8th Oct 1987. Exactly the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lives in AMK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Religion. Christian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Skin condition. Very dry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Common facial feature. Mole on lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Short sighted. 2 blind mice on the streets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Both are extremely attractive! WAHAHA. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3294353146909061944?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3294353146909061944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3294353146909061944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3294353146909061944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3294353146909061944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-twin-brendan.html' title='My twin Brendan'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RtRLAyLQ9pI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_5TpImlnd6A/s72-c/twins1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1299594957076148691</id><published>2007-08-27T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:20.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SGH Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for orientation on friday. It was boring lah. But had 2 tea breaks. I was hardly hungry. For the 1st time. Haha. There was only one speaker who could make me stay alert throughout his presentation. He's Mr Foo, COO of SGH. He's really gd and funny. He made me feel proud to be part of SGH. Haha. Will be going for another orientation at bukit timah there tmr. Duno if I'll fall aslp again anot. Lol. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I really like one part of the presentation where they said that we are very different from the other customer service lines. In other customer service lines such as boutique, F &amp; B etc, the customers served are mostly healthy I would say and they expect to be given the products or services they want. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whereas in the Healthcare industry, it is a totally different story. The customers we meet are very different. They are sick people. Their families and relatives are emotionally troubled, frustrated etc. Serving them like how the other service lines do is not enough. We have to add in empathy and understanding. We have to put ourselves in their shoes. We must be very careful in the words we use too. For e.g., we cannot possibly say, "Welcome to SGH" right? Haha. Or "See you again". They'll kill u. Haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To me, that is the most meaningful message in the whole orientation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After orientation, met up with the lab ppl for singing at party world. Was fun but very tiring man. I was dead beat. My eyes were half opened. Haha. I like the snacks. Keropok and fruits. Better than K box. Haha. But Ade says the snacks are always changing. Depends on luck. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103043145395926578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RtGmtCLQ9jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VPQbiK5gE3w/s200/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at my playful bro Dom Dom. Naughty yet cute at the same time isn't he? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103044159008208482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RtGnoCLQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAJA/965C9UZSngg/s200/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The naughty boy monkey-ing around. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103044159008208466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RtGnoCLQ9lI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BoRrPTE8baE/s200/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He sure is having loads of fun~ Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hmm.. Making a surprise for my dar sista. But haven't started doing it. Haiyo.. procrastinating as usual again. Haha.. Oops. Have to get started to deliver it on time. Haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1299594957076148691?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1299594957076148691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1299594957076148691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1299594957076148691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1299594957076148691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-for-orientation-on-friday.html' title='SGH Orientation'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RtGmtCLQ9jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VPQbiK5gE3w/s72-c/DSC00416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-2690147892785130843</id><published>2007-08-19T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T02:21:09.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day</title><content type='html'>woah. just 24 hrs later, my mood changed a 360 degree. I'm happy today. Haha. Thx dear for making me happy. Thx dardar sista for being such a great best fren. Thx twin too. For giving me advice and encouragement. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I've got such gd frenz around me. Anyway, I've got new psp games already! Happy~ Tho' I wont be playing it for awhile cos dear has borrowed it. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. today is a gd day. Wish it could last longer... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-2690147892785130843?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/2690147892785130843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=2690147892785130843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2690147892785130843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/2690147892785130843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-day.html' title='happy day'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7992254084765025551</id><published>2007-08-18T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T02:27:52.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>Today is simply a bad day lah. First is the char siew bao issue. Queued v long for it during lunch time. Tried my best to reach there as early as poss but still the bao ran out. Couldn't get all my orders. Next, auntie overcharged us. And the stupid me didnt ask her. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is followed by 2 difficult outpatient cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st patient. Auntie. 68.  Has dementia. Kept talking non-stop, repeating the same things over and over again. Super restless. Ade had to entertain her for an hr. Poor Ade. As a result, she got a backache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd patient. 17 yr old boy. Gangster-like. Put so much gel on his hair. Has lotsa dandruff as a result. Kept flying all over when I was measuring his head. Didn't help when he kept figeting and talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm simply pissed off. Vented my anger on auntie. My tone changed. Haiz. I cannot be as patient as Ade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, had to sort out the bao issue. Cos there was a shortage of bao, we negotiated and divided them. Then, we had to settle the $. I hate settling $ issues. I'm very poor at accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't improve the situation when Mdm C added to my workload. Asked me to disconnect the com etc. Hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I claimed half an hr time-off. In the end, it was wasted. I'm too tired to explain. I'm just being very brief. No mood to explain. Tired. Really exhausted. Both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney uni. Shld I go? Pressurized. Big decision making again. Smthg that I've always hated to the core. Cos I can't stand regrets. And I seem to be always making wrong decisions only to regret it later. I don't want that. Esp for decisions that can change my life... determine my path...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shld I do? I need Him. My Lord. Simply said. Easily understood. Haix.. duno what rubbish post I'm writing lah. Sianzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7992254084765025551?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7992254084765025551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7992254084765025551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7992254084765025551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7992254084765025551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-6508698798023149137</id><published>2007-08-06T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:15:43.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off!</title><content type='html'>Woah. I really buay tahan 3 ppl. I shall name them Persons A, B and C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person A. Worked in the lab for SOOOO many yrs already still can't identify the EEG pattern? I only saw it once when I did portable with Ade and I could rougly know that is burst and suppression already leh! Tian ah~ I practically wana vomit bld on the spot! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person B. Excuse me. I've only worked for a mth plus. I haven't even gotten my measurements for the normal patients (be it outpatient, or inpatients on wheelchair) accurately yet and she ask me to try trolley case already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nvm. It's not that I'm unwilling to try. I tried lor. But I really can't lah! I said I can't she didn't wana help. Not paying attn to me at all. Until I really buay tahan, give up! Qi si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person C. When I'm trying the trolley case, he came in with 2 trainee (I think) doc. Seems to be teaching them some things. He was asking the patient some qns in canto lah. Then later he ask me to ask the patient whether she had headache then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask in Mandarin cos the auntie patient understands Mandarin mah. Then that stupid Person B told me to ask in canto. You know lah. My canto cannot make it de (tho' I'm a canto). What the *toot* Ok lor. I try lor. Then my pronounciation not gd lah. Person C kinda repeated what I said sarcastically lor! Wah piang. I wana tu xue ahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickening day lah. My day without my teacher Ade is always not smooth sailing de. Sobz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-6508698798023149137?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/6508698798023149137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=6508698798023149137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6508698798023149137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/6508698798023149137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed off!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7228017876672986704</id><published>2007-08-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:20.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simpsons Movie</title><content type='html'>To those who haven't watch The Simpsons Movie. It's darn funny lah. Lame but funny. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to switch to other channels whenever the cartoon Simpsons is showing on tv. Didn't think that this movie would be nice to watch but surprisingly, it turned out quite gd! Haha. That's just my opinion lah. At least it gave the whole cinema a gd laugh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095242326968287506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RrXv5o96wRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/skwzGxLxCV8/s200/10p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to catch it! Cute lah. Esp the part where the son, Bart (I think, forgot his name) skated all over the streets naked cos his Dad dared him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His private part was always conveniently blocked by things but at one spot, it was exposed. For those who had watched will know. That part was hilarious. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7228017876672986704?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7228017876672986704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7228017876672986704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7228017876672986704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7228017876672986704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-movie.html' title='The Simpsons Movie'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RrXv5o96wRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/skwzGxLxCV8/s72-c/10p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3177369884238237251</id><published>2007-08-03T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:00:03.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinatown</title><content type='html'>Went to chinatown with Adeline, Jie Ying and Pensie after work today! My purpose of going there was supposed to be buying a necklace chain. In the end, what did I buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A bag of keropok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cross stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Plane figurine for my boy and a photo frame from toy slot machines (duno what it is called)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Necklace chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I'm always spending MUCH more than planned. Thanks to Ade and Pensie. Bring me see those tempting stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily JY went home after buying ma ti su (30cents each, very cheap!). If not she sure regret. LOL. She even treated us 1 ma ti su each. Thx wor! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cough cough. Haiyo. Been coughin for a week le leh. Jialat.. Shall try the sea coconut cough syrup Ade recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3177369884238237251?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3177369884238237251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3177369884238237251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3177369884238237251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3177369884238237251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/chinatown.html' title='Chinatown'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4576199168016523257</id><published>2007-08-03T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:48:10.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEG</title><content type='html'>Anyone interested to know what my job consists of? If no, u can discontinue reading now. If yes, then read on. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently doing routine and portable Electroencephalogram (EEG) test on patients who may have seizures, fainted/lost consciousness, fell down and knocked their head etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Routine EEG: patients come down to our lab.&lt;br /&gt;Portable: We go to their bed side to perform the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I measure the patient's head with a measuring tape and make markings all over the scalp. I will then use a white "gel" (something like facial scrub) to clean the points and put conduction paste on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gel is to reduce the impedence (resistance) caused by dirt, dry skin, oil or whatever is on the patient's scalp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, the patient is to lie down on a couch where about 30 electrodes are placed on the paste. If the computer doesnt accept the impedence level, I have to clean again, harder this time. Ouch. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are switched off, machine calibrated and the recording starts (total of 30mins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the test, the patient is asked to open and close his/her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental activation is done whereby some questions are asked e.g. patient's name, birth date, NRIC no., home add, simple mental sums etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another form of activation is done on patients who are unable to respond (e.g. stupor, coma etc). Activations like clapping of hand, calling their name, pinching their limbs etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photic stimulation is done as well. A box full of light bulbs are shown to the patient. The patient is to look at it while it keeps flashing in 10 sec interval. The freq will increase up to 20 Hz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the patient is to hyperventilate (breathing in and out thru' their mouth as tho' they're panting) for 3 - 5 mins depending on situations and individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, patients who are seriously ill, have heart problems, asthma, stroke, or who are above 75 yrs old cannot do this exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these activations are to stimulate the patient as well as to test their responsiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient is encouraged to sleep till the end of the recording so that we can compare the sleep and awake brain activity patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This briefly sums up what I'm doing now in my lab. =x haha. I shall scan and post a picture of what I see off the computer screen everyday during recording. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4576199168016523257?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4576199168016523257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4576199168016523257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4576199168016523257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4576199168016523257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/eeg.html' title='EEG'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-669957205045094575</id><published>2007-08-01T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:20.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering with Cindy &amp; Syaf</title><content type='html'>Had another gathering today. =) Met Cindy at the reception counter of Hemato Lab before making our way to Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy went for an interview with Dr Tien &amp; Ms. Boey for a lab tech position at Hemato before meeting me. Agnes told me that she went for an interview with Histopath ytd. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy said Amilia is working at Hemato Lab for about a mth already! I was shocked to hear that. Haha. I also duno why. Just surprised lah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Kang Qi on our way to the MRT station. She's working at a satellite pharmacy. Haha. Seems like TP graduates are all over SGH. Haha. I shall give a summary (for 2007 graduates) for as far as I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemato Lab: Amilia, Cindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biochem Lab: Winnie, Huiling, Jing Shya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Bank Lab: Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histopath Lab: Agnes (pending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pharmacy: Kang Qi (SGH), Josephine (SNEC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDU: ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the permanent staff I could think of. I still haven't include all the tp attachment students leh. Lol. See. Tp ppl are all over SGH. Lol. Oh ya, today is the Nurses Day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ate at KFC. All of us ordered 2 pc chicken meal. Yum yum. I ate 3 small tubs of whip potato leh! I had 2 and Cindy couldn't finish hers so I helped her. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went up to Secret Recipe for dessert. Cindy ordered her fav cheesecake. Raspberry flavor. Syaf ordered Apple cheesecake. Looks delicious. I ordered... nothing. Haha. I'm too full! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We updated each other with our current situations and reminiscent about the happy times during our attachment at Hemato. Hai~ Time flies man. It's been a yr since our attachment. I miss Jenny, Miang Kee, Gina's little panda and the rest lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ Cindy already got her testimonial. Where's mine? Careperson ah. Is my testi ready?? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093746591722553602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RrCfiY96wQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XLPVmPr4eEs/s200/me+in+SGH+toilet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is me in my labcoat (tho' u can't see much of it. lol.) in the staff toilet w/o the hair band I usually wear (it's hanging on my neck). haha. This is call hiao. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-669957205045094575?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/669957205045094575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=669957205045094575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/669957205045094575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/669957205045094575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/08/gathering-with-cindy-syaf.html' title='Gathering with Cindy &amp; Syaf'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RrCfiY96wQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XLPVmPr4eEs/s72-c/me+in+SGH+toilet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4871049611931387549</id><published>2007-07-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:21.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone from NZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNrpY96wMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2SxCyOCUkfA/s1600-h/stone+with+gold+dust+from+NZ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090030362679754946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNrpY96wMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2SxCyOCUkfA/s200/stone+with+gold+dust+from+NZ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNrpY96wNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2M10SA5npVw/s1600-h/stone+with+gold+dust+from+NZ2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090030362679754962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNrpY96wNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2M10SA5npVw/s200/stone+with+gold+dust+from+NZ2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't be mistaken. This is no ordinary stone. It's a souvenir my dad brought back from New Zealand. And guess what? It has gold dusts on it! Cool eh. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090033704164311266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNur496wOI/AAAAAAAAAII/LsaAC39t4bs/s200/group+photo+003b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us at the airport before departure. 5th July 2007. My Junie dar dar is in Sydney now. Jia you oh dar! Always supporting u. Ganbatte! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4871049611931387549?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4871049611931387549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4871049611931387549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4871049611931387549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4871049611931387549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/07/stone-from-nz.html' title='Stone from NZ'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNrpY96wMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2SxCyOCUkfA/s72-c/stone+with+gold+dust+from+NZ.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4171304557860451829</id><published>2007-07-22T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boy and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqM4Eo96wHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Rhnjb5PDoh0/s1600-h/botak+derek2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089973656226545778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqM4Eo96wHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Rhnjb5PDoh0/s200/botak+derek2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the 'after army boy boy' picture tt I said I'd post. Lol. Still as shuai w/o his hair ba. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqM38I96wGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3aNv7j7G4CQ/s1600-h/my+boy+n+me+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089973510197657698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqM38I96wGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3aNv7j7G4CQ/s200/my+boy+n+me+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My botak boy and me! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4171304557860451829?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4171304557860451829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4171304557860451829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4171304557860451829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4171304557860451829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-boy-and-i.html' title='My boy and I'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqM4Eo96wHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Rhnjb5PDoh0/s72-c/botak+derek2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8295498879435276708</id><published>2007-07-20T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:22.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with Janell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met up with Janell today at Vivo City for dinner at Carls' Jr! Delicious and filling dinner. The burgers are super big lah! Haha. We talked a lot man. Talked until my throat was very dry &amp; uncomfortable. Lol. Luckily the drinks are free flow!! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNggY96wII/AAAAAAAAAHY/cCxQa2SqvWE/s1600-h/Carls+Jr+burger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090018113433026690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNggY96wII/AAAAAAAAAHY/cCxQa2SqvWE/s200/Carls+Jr+burger.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNggo96wJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YC9tZS7eYKw/s1600-h/Carls+Jr+burger2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090018117727994002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNggo96wJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YC9tZS7eYKw/s200/Carls+Jr+burger2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNggo96wKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/p7m1eF8RusI/s1600-h/Carls+Jr+onion+rings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090018117727994018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNggo96wKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/p7m1eF8RusI/s200/Carls+Jr+onion+rings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanks to her, I learnt that there's no such word as pervertic. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We walked around, went into shops like Forever 21 (my 1st time. sua gua sia. lol.), topshop/topman (she taught me to rearrange the words to form tampon. lol.), newurbanmale etc. Woah, I didn't know they sell undies with miss sunshine on it. Cute but damn ex lah. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vivo is big man. I wana go there again to shop. haha. We have all changed from a 'nv-go-out-little-girls' to 'shopping-crazy-ladies'. Haha. Don't think Janell don't shop hor. She has changed! Can spend lotsa $$. Waha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We took a photo tog. Shall get it from her n post later. Oh ya, she burned a CD of acappella songs from American singers for me! Touched &amp;amp; surprised. Most of the songs are nice!!! Haha. Ok lah, had a long day. I'm tired out. Pen off here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8295498879435276708?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8295498879435276708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8295498879435276708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8295498879435276708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8295498879435276708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/07/outing-with-janell.html' title='Outing with Janell'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RqNggY96wII/AAAAAAAAAHY/cCxQa2SqvWE/s72-c/Carls+Jr+burger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-7902250528448866871</id><published>2007-07-19T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:25.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics of june's scrappie</title><content type='html'>These pictures are of the scrapbook I made for my dear sista Junie! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-NbDcBbjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5tuiKhF-2jM/s1600-h/scrappie1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088941599870774834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-NbDcBbjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5tuiKhF-2jM/s200/scrappie1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at her pretty face. Heex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-L_zcBbiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OwWVQ6Xxq-8/s1600-h/scrappie2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088940032207711778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-L_zcBbiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OwWVQ6Xxq-8/s200/scrappie2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LaTcBbhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tnrWQ95bgs8/s1600-h/scrappie3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088939387962617362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LaTcBbhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tnrWQ95bgs8/s200/scrappie3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LRDcBbgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9YQoIVTRU8o/s1600-h/scrappie4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088939229048827394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LRDcBbgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9YQoIVTRU8o/s200/scrappie4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LJTcBbfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mP0F9HaHvO8/s1600-h/scrappie6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088939095904841202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LJTcBbfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mP0F9HaHvO8/s200/scrappie6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LDzcBbeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aImrQJ8P_wM/s1600-h/scrappie7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088939001415560674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-LDzcBbeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aImrQJ8P_wM/s200/scrappie7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-K8zcBbdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I1VCWtkDSGs/s1600-h/scrappie8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088938881156476370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-K8zcBbdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I1VCWtkDSGs/s200/scrappie8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-K4jcBbcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3OLUbsApHs4/s1600-h/scrappie9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088938808142032322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-K4jcBbcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3OLUbsApHs4/s200/scrappie9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-K0DcBbbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dkhG18DjfYw/s1600-h/scrappie10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088938730832620978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-K0DcBbbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dkhG18DjfYw/s200/scrappie10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-J3TcBbaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/AYyOWcoHFkg/s1600-h/scrappie11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088937687155568034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-J3TcBbaI/AAAAAAAAAF4/AYyOWcoHFkg/s200/scrappie11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-JgDcBbZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/22n1Fgk4IhM/s1600-h/scrappie12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088937287723609490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-JgDcBbZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/22n1Fgk4IhM/s200/scrappie12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-JazcBbYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8XuygNXcPaw/s1600-h/scrappie13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088937197529296258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-JazcBbYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8XuygNXcPaw/s200/scrappie13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-I5TcBbXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BJ1TODXgHHI/s1600-h/scrappie14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088936622003678578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-I5TcBbXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BJ1TODXgHHI/s200/scrappie14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-IozcBbWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WjKJD7Jcroo/s1600-h/scrappie15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088936338535837026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-IozcBbWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/WjKJD7Jcroo/s200/scrappie15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-IfDcBbVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zPyIIeZ97ro/s1600-h/scrappie16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088936171032112466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-IfDcBbVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zPyIIeZ97ro/s200/scrappie16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-IaDcBbUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tvQD6di08JQ/s1600-h/scrappie17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088936085132766530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-IaDcBbUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tvQD6di08JQ/s200/scrappie17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HgTcBbTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aozrbItwnA0/s1600-h/scrappie18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088935092995321138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HgTcBbTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/aozrbItwnA0/s200/scrappie18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HRDcBbSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5oKctLPaQTk/s1600-h/scrappie19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088934831002316066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HRDcBbSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5oKctLPaQTk/s200/scrappie19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HMTcBbRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AnO3Gabjn-I/s1600-h/scrappie20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088934749397937426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HMTcBbRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AnO3Gabjn-I/s200/scrappie20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HHjcBbQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xISyXmjTuZc/s1600-h/scrappie21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088934667793558786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-HHjcBbQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xISyXmjTuZc/s200/scrappie21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088932842432457970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-FdTcBbPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rae1tKFgHdc/s200/scrappie22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088932481655205090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-FITcBbOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9mltbzP0HS0/s200/scrappie23.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a tough time making a scrapbook cos 1st, I'm not a creative person. 2nd, I was running out of time &amp;amp; designs. Was too last min. Lol. So sorry ah junie dar. =p Nonetheless, it was worth the effort! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-7902250528448866871?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/7902250528448866871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=7902250528448866871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7902250528448866871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/7902250528448866871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/07/pics-of-junes-scrappie.html' title='pics of june&apos;s scrappie'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rp-NbDcBbjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5tuiKhF-2jM/s72-c/scrappie1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8265170454899919069</id><published>2007-06-29T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:45:12.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit Hemato Day. Sad news!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Met up with Hemato Lab ppl ytd. Had lunch with Gina, Fen Fang, Seline and Miang Kee. Ate Pai Gu Wang Fan (Pork Ribs King Rice). I was super full lor! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited them today. Tell u a kuku thing.. I lost my way sia! LOL. Cos I forgot Hemato is at level 5 mah. I thought lvl 6. No wonder I saw the signboard saying "Clinical Research Laboratories". I found it weird but still thought they change it until I noticed the lab is like so different and quiet. It was then I realised I went to the wrong place but still didnt realise it was the wrong level. I thought I went to the wrong side or smthg. Waha.. So stupid man. Didn't dare tell anyone. LOL. Yet now I'm blogging and telling the whole world. LOL. Nvm lah. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I felt so happy talking to them. Like meeting old frenz lidat. Chatted with Jenny, Geok Mui, Chu Kheng, Jasmine, Winnie (biochem), and Michelle (blood bank). Last Mon, 2 girls and 2 guys arrived at Hemato Lab. New TP attachment students. Looking at them reminds me of myself when I was in their shoes. I still ask the girl at Coag Lab, "Hao wan ma?" ("Having fun?"). The girl very miang qiang. Say "hao wan.." Wahaha.. First week is lidat de lah. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Syaf and Cindy! Come SGH visit Hemato and me at Neurodiagnostic Unit someday ok? Haha.. Oh ya, I sneaked out from my lab to visit them de cos there weren't any patient case that morning so I sneaked out. Waha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. recently the pervertic idiotic stupid chao lao guy msg me in friendster again. Damn angry. Have to change my friendster acc becos of him! So not worth lor! I just rem all my testimonials and comments will be gone leh! Sobz. Maybe I shall copy and save them. Wahaha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received sad news. My 90+ yr old great grandma (tai-po) just passed away. She was admitted on Tues at TTSH for pneumonia. She still looked fine despite the oxygen bag in front of her. She could even joke. And now she's gone. =( Life is so fragile. Sobz. Luckily I visited her that time. That was the last time I've seen her. Haiz.. It seems like history repeated itself. I rem I visited my grandma at TTSH many yrs ago. She had stroke and was unconscious. After a few days, she passed away le. Haiz.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, God answered my prayer. I prayed that if tai-po were to recover, let her recover soon. If not, free her from her suffering. And she was freed. She was holding her cross shaped necklace and smiling at that time. I'm glad that her journey on earth ended peacefully. I know she has embarked on her new journey. God bless her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8265170454899919069?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8265170454899919069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8265170454899919069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8265170454899919069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8265170454899919069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/06/visit-hemato-day-sad-news.html' title='Visit Hemato Day. Sad news!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8631847471131254381</id><published>2007-06-22T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:26.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zara Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;These are the photos of the card &amp; present I received from Zara MSQ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078868206601913170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RnvDuZOIQ1I/AAAAAAAAADI/M51LkZWD69Y/s200/zara+card1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; This is obviously the front of the envelope. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078868210896880482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RnvDupOIQ2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/qR7Ge1frUEA/s200/zara+card2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is also obviously the back of the envelope. Lame. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078868210896880498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RnvDupOIQ3I/AAAAAAAAADY/4fJbkcPz-0w/s200/zara+card3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the card from Kalm's. Simple design. It says thank you. I'm not sure why I'm thanked. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078868215191847810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RnvDu5OIQ4I/AAAAAAAAADg/8jiLYzYuHQ4/s200/zara+card4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; These are all the sweet messages they wrote for me. So touching! (n_n)v&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078868468594918290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RnvD9pOIQ5I/AAAAAAAAADo/S3pHWsAyJdk/s200/zara+card5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Due to lack of space, they even wrote messages at the back of the card. Waha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078869649710924706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RnvFCZOIQ6I/AAAAAAAAADw/H59fZ2zKwnM/s200/disney+marie+pillow.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the pillow I was talking about. Pretty cat. Looks so elegant. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8631847471131254381?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8631847471131254381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8631847471131254381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8631847471131254381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8631847471131254381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/06/zara-photos.html' title='Zara Photos'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RnvDuZOIQ1I/AAAAAAAAADI/M51LkZWD69Y/s72-c/zara+card1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3385811020030997319</id><published>2007-06-17T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:46:35.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at Zara!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;16th June. My last day of work at Zara MSQ. It was a pleasant end. Oh man. My colleagues were so nice. Juliana and Seha shared to buy me a pillow. The funny thing is, the name of the cat on the pillow is called Marie, which is my boutique manager's name. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They gave me a card with all their wishes. I felt so touched. I will miss them, especially Juliana, Kenny, Tara, Katrina, Adina, Aufa, Yi Lin and Cindy. They played a part during my time at Zara. I will miss them. Definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;While this is my last day of work at Zara, it is also the day Derek leaves for Tekong. I feel lost. A special part of me is not with me right now. I can feel the emptiness already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;When June left for Vietnam, I felt the same kind of emptiness too. Haix. She only went to Vietnam for a week for holiday. But in July, she'll be going to Sydney for a few yrs to study. =( I'm gona experience the pain again. Of someone dear to me leaving me. Again. Shall post pics of the gift and card I received some time soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3385811020030997319?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3385811020030997319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3385811020030997319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3385811020030997319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3385811020030997319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-day-at-zara.html' title='Last day at Zara!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3137511560415666373</id><published>2007-06-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:27.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation &amp; Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay! My last day at Zara is this sat! Woohoo~ Will be working at SGH as a neurotechnician soon. Haha.. A bit apprehensive about the new job though. New environment, new colleagues, basically a new start. Haha. Hope everything goes well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Sad man.. Someone will be leaving me this sat. Going to an Island to have his hair cut botak. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074470666896950034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RmwkL5OIQxI/AAAAAAAAACo/RE9EtWgjOpg/s320/derek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So this is how he will look like minus his hair. wahaha.. Will you miss ur hair my dear? hahaha.. Will miss talking to u, going out with u, being with u..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074470864465445666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RmwkXZOIQyI/AAAAAAAAACw/qRM_x8aRvGc/s320/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yoz check it out man! Trying to see how he looks like without his hair. Wahaha.. The punk versus the sweet. Wahaha.. Bhb. (n_n)v&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After the separation, I'll have my reunion with Junie! Back from Vietnam on the very same day Derek leaves for Tekong. Haha.. After a few more weeks, Junie will be leaving for aussie le. Sobz. Gone is my sista, advisor, shopping and singing kaki. Sobababa. Then Derek should be back from Tekong. Wah. Why am I experiencing separation and reunion all at the same time? Torturing me sia! I think I am the most tong ku one! Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074476808700183346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RmwpxZOIQzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LMW38HRo6dE/s320/02052007(090).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haiz.. will miss the fun times together wor. You better come back to Singapore one fine day! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3137511560415666373?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3137511560415666373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3137511560415666373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3137511560415666373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3137511560415666373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/06/separation-reunion.html' title='Separation &amp; Reunion'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RmwkL5OIQxI/AAAAAAAAACo/RE9EtWgjOpg/s72-c/derek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4581540440536548500</id><published>2007-05-19T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:44:00.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a kaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's amazing I'm still surviving at zara. haha. It's been 1 mth and 16 days. But dying soon lah. Lol. I can't stand the dust. I've had rashes eva since I started working there. Disturbs my slp at night even. Haiz. Buay tahan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The job is tiring man. So what if the pay is better than some other jobs. It has no future. At least not for me. LOL. The boutique mgr tried talking to me. Wana psycho me sia. Hinted that I'll get confirmed or smthg. Not sure tho'. She just say if I'm staying long, she'll make plans for me. So vague. Don't know what she meant. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I don't give a damn lah. It's not a fantastic job. And the env is worse. Majority malays. Not that I'm racist, is just that they're very inconsiderate. When I go break with them, I'm like totally transparent. They will speak in Malay, leaving me aside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today, my colleague still had the cheek to ask if I'm ok cos I look totally lost. DUH! What do you expect? Expect me to understand what you ppl are talking and laughing about? Ridiculous. Some colleagues are very lazy too. Wonder how they become senior sia. It's just the years lah. Not the quality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some of them only know how to ask for sweets. Want sweets don't know how to buy yourselves is it? So poor ah? Stupid lah. One girl ah. Terrible. I allow her to open my locker and get sweets once, she "de chun jing chi". Found the wrapper in the dustbin. One whole row of mentos I only ate one. I learnt my lesson. Even if I had sweets, I'll say no. I'll only offer to those who deserve them. Lol. I say until like my sweets very big. Waha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new part-timer today. She's just 4 days older than me! Haha. Yay! Finally found another Chinese and who has the same character as me! haha. No wonder I felt an affinity between us when I talk to her. LOL. =) A new kaki at work. Yes! Shall speak Mandarin and ignore the Malays. Haha.. But muz be careful too cos some know a bit of Chinese. Haha. Hope to have same break time as her in future. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4581540440536548500?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4581540440536548500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4581540440536548500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4581540440536548500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4581540440536548500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/05/found-kaki.html' title='Found a kaki'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-536716027747512991</id><published>2007-04-24T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:39:07.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Something is happening and I definitely don't wish it to happen. But it seems to be happening slowly but really.. It's like an inevitable thing. Haiz.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe you'd ask. Since you know it's happening, why don't you stop it? All I can say is.. sometimes things are beyond your control. Can you change your character? Can you change the way ppl think? Can you change the way they react to certain things? Can you change the way they feel? The answer is a big no I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm.. Maybe it's all meant to be. Fated I guess. God planned it out already. A small thing to you may be a big thing to others. What's yours is yours. What isn't yours, no matter how you force it, it will never be yours. Feeling so unsure now.. Haiz.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes I just feel so alone. Maybe I am alone. Just that I try not to look like I'm alone? I don't know. Hmm.. I know everyone is not perfect. Why am I trying to make others perfect? Finding fault at ppl? I don't know. Why can't I just remember not to do so? Stupid memory. Haiz. Feeling down now. I'm not that lovable after all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-536716027747512991?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/536716027747512991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=536716027747512991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/536716027747512991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/536716027747512991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-feeling.html' title='Bad feeling'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1859719618705604957</id><published>2007-04-20T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:37:15.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Singaporeans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After working at Zara, I can say that Singaporeans are indeed ugly. Wheneva I'm assigned the fitting room duty, I'd always meet inconsiderate ppl. Try clothes already just leave them in the fitting room. Hangers everywhere. On the floor also have.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lady very li pu. Tried 3 jeans. Left the jeans in the fitting room, with one jeans covering over her hand bag so she didnt take it. Shld have punished her by not returning her bag hor. Hahaha.. Stupid ppl. Really throw Singaporeans' face. LOL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a customer asked if I'm korean. Do I look like one? Haha.. Then another customer took photo with me at the entrance of Zara. LOL. Also met a bo liao person. Nothing to say about her lah. Only can say she's very WU LIAO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Meet the Robinsons is nice! Funny and meaningful. Grinz. Hmm.. today not very happening. That's all folks. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-1859719618705604957?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1859719618705604957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1859719618705604957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1859719618705604957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1859719618705604957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/04/ugly-singaporeans.html' title='Ugly Singaporeans'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3305664912777719717</id><published>2007-04-17T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:39:59.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zara MSQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been working at Zara for the past 2 weeks. Tough job man. The pay is gd but not easy to earn lor. Little bit deduct here and there. Stupid sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;During these 2 weeks, saw a few actresses and actors le! haha.. Saw Hong Hui Fang and her hubby Zheng Ge Ping. Also saw Pan Ling Ling and her hubby Huang Shi Nan. Saw another actress but forgot her name. Lol. Cool sia. Didnt noe zara is a popular brand. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh ya, saw evonne and selena the other day too. oh ya! and shiling! haha.. Just 2 weeks only saw so many ppl. Met Garry that day too. At marina sq too. Woah. usually I don't meet any frenz on the streets. Marina Sq seems to be a meeting ground for frenz eh. Lol. Wonder who I will meet next. *wonders* Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anway, going for an interview at SGH this friday. Wonder which dept it is. Nervous sia. Heard got like 3 or 4 interviewers! Siao. Wonder why need so many. Hope everything goes well. *prays* Though the pay is low, not as gd as zara, but itz for my future ba. At least got exp in my field of study I guess. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3305664912777719717?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3305664912777719717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3305664912777719717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3305664912777719717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3305664912777719717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/04/zara-msq.html' title='Zara MSQ'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-3684953198226687494</id><published>2007-03-27T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:27.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One yr anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last sunday 25th march, Derek and I went to Sentosa to celebrate our one yr anniversary. We went to Plaza Singapura to watch Mr Bean Holiday first. The show was alright lah. Not as good as the previous movie but there were humorous parts. I like the part where Mr Bean dance to the music. Mr Bombastic.. lalalala... Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Afterwhich we went to Vivocity to take the monorail to Sentosa. Boy it was crowded man. Sunday mah. Family day. Haha. But the system is not bad lah. Better den the shuttle bus. Lol. We went to Siloso Beach for a swim. Kena sunburnt there despite applying suntan lotion. SP50 somemore. Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time passed by really fast. By a twinkling of the eye, we had swam for 3 hrs already! haha.. There was a long queue at the toilet man. Didn't want to waste time queuing, so I bathed outside with my clothes on. Anyway will be bathing when I get hm mah. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;We went to the Musical Fountain. There were 2 shows. 740pm and 840pm. It was only 6pm and there were ppl sitting there already. We intended to eat first before going back by 7pm. We walked towards Burger King. To our dismay, it had closed down. Sakae Sushi and Delifrance was too expensive lah. So we decided to eat after watching the show. It was a blessing in disguise man. Cos by 7pm it was almost fully packed! Luckily we went there at 6plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046516495943264050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RgjUA_XY5zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/x6ThxNBZ_lE/s320/sentosa+musical+fountain+crowd.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at the crowd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RgjUBPXY50I/AAAAAAAAACE/fs6wLH6hXeE/s1600-h/sentosa+musical+fountain.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046517921872406370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RgjVT_XY52I/AAAAAAAAACU/Tcq0x0UKOz4/s320/sentosa+musical+fountain.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046518102261032818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RgjVefXY53I/AAAAAAAAACc/h14XBMHX7o0/s320/sentosa+musical+fountain2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RgjUBfXY51I/AAAAAAAAACM/HJT5J7g_B5w/s1600-h/sentosa+musical+fountain2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon, this musical fountain will be replaced by casino. What a shame.. Kiki monkey will be gone.. Aww.. That's why we had to watch for the last time. In a nutshell, a fun and tiring day! Thanks dear! Happy 1 yr anniversary! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-3684953198226687494?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/3684953198226687494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=3684953198226687494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3684953198226687494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/3684953198226687494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-yr-anniversary.html' title='One yr anniversary'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RgjUA_XY5zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/x6ThxNBZ_lE/s72-c/sentosa+musical+fountain+crowd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-4911446077334795039</id><published>2007-03-21T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:35:11.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woah.. Today is super sian man.. Kena cheated by California Fitness to join their membership. Idiot. Lied to us that they have job openings. Sickening lor. Wasted my 2 hrs there. Idiot lah. My planned route today was ruined. Sickening! They target ppl who are 21 and above. Cos these ppl don't have to ask their parents for consent. Smart right? Tho' their facilities and programmes are quite attractive, I'm mad that they cheated us to go down! Grr.. No wonder ppl complain about them. Even the papers wrote about them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-4911446077334795039?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/4911446077334795039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=4911446077334795039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4911446077334795039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/4911446077334795039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/03/cheated.html' title='Cheated'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-812967197919143033</id><published>2007-03-04T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:30.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Haven't blog for quite some time already. Been slacking.. and spending too much money! Getting broke soon.. Wanna find a job. lolx. Anyway, some updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038101460148081938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RerulcKA1RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NW8ZPo_L8bo/s320/kent+ridge+park+scenery.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been to Kent Ridge Park.. beautiful scenery.. Look at the color of the sky. Amazing huh.. Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038108688578041314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rer1KMKA1eI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DfAy6JZDU8Q/s320/at+the+submit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us at the submit! A gd climb indeed. Worth it! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038102336321410338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RervYcKA1SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WJan_cfGdDM/s320/our+romantic+silhouette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A romantic place for couples. Haha.. This pic reminds me of swans. lolx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038103543207220546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RerwesKA1UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4vOWZ9td4uw/s320/us+again+at+escape.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Been to Escape for free! Whee~ Had a great time there! =p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038103551797155154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RerwfMKA1VI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DWIo3xiapjM/s320/us+on+ferris+wheel+again.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Totally drenched from the boat ride. Can u catch it on the left of the pic? We're on the ferris wheel. haha.. Hot day man.. We were sun burnt! =x Lolz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038105411517994338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/ReryLcKA1WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bQpyP1EdcZY/s320/me+%26+rabbit.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My zodiac sign rabbit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038105420107928946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/ReryL8KA1XI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ca2sxS_zxoc/s320/derek+%26+tiger+once+more.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His zodiac sign tiger! haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038106103007729026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/ReryzsKA1YI/AAAAAAAAABE/9biPylRl3lY/s320/blurred+surroundings.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Resting at Citylink after the walk at Esplanade drive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038106107302696338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Reryz8KA1ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/9AUcqC9nexs/s320/my+wei+yi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taken on our way hm.. Sweet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038107223994193314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rerz08KA1aI/AAAAAAAAABU/yww0MsQUL1A/s320/cool+sandcastle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This castle is cool! At East Coast Park. If not for the heavy downpour, I'd have taken a closer look!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038107228289160626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rerz1MKA1bI/AAAAAAAAABc/pO_6PC1rNcc/s320/junie+%26+penguin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at Junie acting cute with the cute penguin that we caught in arcade! Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038107662080857538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rer0OcKA1cI/AAAAAAAAABk/2ijxTKVwoPg/s320/crab+shells!.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My gosh! Did we eat all these crab?! HAHA.. Yum yum! Oh yes we did! Shiok! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038107662080857554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/Rer0OcKA1dI/AAAAAAAAABs/6vSZLW-RPRM/s320/melted+straw.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See my melted straw! I placed my cup too near the stove. Lol. June kept laughing at me lor! So bad! Haha.. Had fun! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, went to Suntec City with Liang Yu, Aaron, Chris, Hao Ping and June to eat at Just Noodles for dinner. Chris said he wouldn't want to go back to eat. Haha.. Read between the lines. Lol. Went to the Esplanade drive after that. We played a ride that costs 5 bucks! Lasted about 5mins or so I guess. It spinned and spinned and even went almost 90 degrees to the ground. We were almost upside down facing the ground. But it was not scary cos there's a super strong force of wind that presses u against the cushion. You can't move at all! And in this ride, everyone stands! haha.. Cool! You should have seen Aaron's expression. Super funny lah he.. Lol. After the ride, Chris went off to lao yu sheng with his family. We then went our separate ways. Quite sian. Hmm.. that's all for now lah.. Tata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-812967197919143033?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/812967197919143033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=812967197919143033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/812967197919143033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/812967197919143033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/03/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SY3tUUQMmDI/RerulcKA1RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NW8ZPo_L8bo/s72-c/kent+ridge+park+scenery.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-1172440456972219913</id><published>2007-02-20T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:43:18.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-bb.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782117757883&amp;amp;site=widget-bb.slide.com" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782117757883&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bb.slide.com/p1/216172782117757883/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=216172782117757883&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bb.slide.com/p2/216172782117757883/bb_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&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/37938681-1172440456972219913?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/1172440456972219913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=1172440456972219913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1172440456972219913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/1172440456972219913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/02/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Check out my Slide Show!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-8209746041758737787</id><published>2007-02-17T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:56:20.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally over..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woah.. 3 yrs of poly life is over! This day has finally came! Itz still a bit hard to believe tho'. haha.. I'm now free! At least temporarily. Haha. I desperately need a break man. We're lucky. Our tests ended just before CNY. My poor tp juniors. Their study week is during CNY! Sad man.. Haha.. I'm looking forward to the chalet organised for BMT students. I'm sure it will be a fun and memorable one. It may be the last time we're gona gather together. So calling to all BMT students, pls go! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-8209746041758737787?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/8209746041758737787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=8209746041758737787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8209746041758737787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/8209746041758737787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally-over.html' title='Finally over..'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-117061207517538969</id><published>2007-02-05T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T02:05:02.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey.. guess what? It's 1.51 am and what am I doing? Blogging. Haha. Supposed to be studying for LMQA retest but I'm super sian. Haiz. Lost all motivation to study. Die man. History is repeating itself. I rem last sem when studying for MBIO sem exam, I got the same feeling. It's like stressed out until I wana escape. Just wana throw everything down and not bother. It's gona be a tough 2 weeks man. Haix.. Who said that BMT students will be more slack than PS students this year ah? Who said that ah? Stupid her. Always bluffing us and still got the cheek to say, "Stress is good.." Yeah right.. wait till u're in our shoes. Let's see how u can tahan. T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm I seem to get the hang of blogging already. Could change the song for my blog even without consulting June. *Prouds* Lolx. Ok lah. No big deal. Haha.. Ok lah. shall pen off now. Tata~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-117061207517538969?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/117061207517538969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=117061207517538969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/117061207517538969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/117061207517538969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/02/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-117030781709633576</id><published>2007-02-01T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T13:31:57.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncooperative ppl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been sick the past few days. Haix.. Hope I'll recover by CNY. I definitely don't wana miss out the ang pao! haha.. Really hate some ppl.. So uncooperative. Always saying they have smthg on.. yeah rite.. in the end, their "smthg on" is to meet frenz rite? so irritating. Leave everything to the poor Junie to do.. Expect me to know everything and initiate everything.. grr.. what do they treat me as? When did I become the leader for every subj??!! Stupid ppl.. All they care is nothing but themselves. Selfish bratz.. Hate them.. Never bother to care is bad enough, giving attitute is worse! Do you think you're the only one whoz feeling stressed? Who needs to go home? Who is having a bad mood? Who is tired out? DO YOU?! Nevermind, 2 more weeks to go and I'll not see you again. YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-117030781709633576?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/117030781709633576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=117030781709633576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/117030781709633576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/117030781709633576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/02/uncooperative-ppl.html' title='Uncooperative ppl'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-117000347080469489</id><published>2007-01-29T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:57:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay! I'm so happy! There are already like ppl who wana try my mom's cookie samples. Though it's not confirmed that they will order but I'm already happy! hahaha.. My mom is so busy.. haha.. Ganbatte! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-117000347080469489?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/117000347080469489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=117000347080469489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/117000347080469489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/117000347080469489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/01/busy-mommy.html' title='Busy mommy'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116998920674495541</id><published>2007-01-28T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:55:14.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey ppl, my mom and aunt are baking home made cashew nut cookies for CNY this year! Selling at $12. Original price is $15. But for my frenz, a special discount of 20% is given! hehe.. I'm not bragging but lots of ppl who have tried my mom's cookies have praised them and ordered containers from her. Haha.. So far, she has had orders of 92 containers in total!! It's from a secret recipe. hehe. Smells really fragrant and tastes yummy! I wana eat also don't have. Cos itz all for sale. Sobz. Haha.. Anyone who wants to try out the samples just contact me k? Msg or call me. Thanks! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116998920674495541?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116998920674495541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116998920674495541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116998920674495541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116998920674495541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/01/cookies.html' title='Cookies!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116965895718528302</id><published>2007-01-25T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:16:18.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted mentally</title><content type='html'>I'm very tired.. I'm so sick of LMQA.. who can save me.. haiz.. How I wish I can just leave everything undone and don't care about it.. Haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116965895718528302?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116965895718528302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116965895718528302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116965895718528302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116965895718528302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/01/exhausted-mentally.html' title='Exhausted mentally'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116931082054098910</id><published>2007-01-20T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:28:45.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun &amp; Funny Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to the Chinese &amp; Japanese Gardens today with Derek. He's so cute. He wanted to bring me to the Tortoise / Turtle Museum but didn't want me to know. Wana gimme a surprise. So whenever there is a poster about the museum, he'd divert my attn away. LOL. Actually he need not do so lah. Cos I wouldn't notice. Partly cos I'm not a very observant person and partly cos my attn is all on him. Tsk tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I'm very amazed at the different species of turtles and tortoises in the Museum. They are uncountable! Turtles / Tortoises can be so cool too you know. haha. There is one which is 2 headed and 6 legged! One in the world! Cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;We were lucky. Cos at around 4 pm, it was feeding time! The owner allowed us to feed the tortoises! Haha. Fun man. We fed them with cucumbers. They're very fierce lor. So big &amp;amp; strong. So greedy. And they bite! Scary~ Lol. I wanted to feed a younger one cos itz being squashed below by the bigger ones, so poor thing. But I was afraid the rest would bite me if i stretch out the cucumber towards the young one. So I tricked the big ones away before feeding the younger one. Lol. They don't bite leh, they practically swallow the food lor. haha. And they're really strong. You have to hold on the cucumber pretty tightly. If not, you'll be pulled towards them. Haha. When the cucumber's too short, it's not wise to feed them directly. Lest u wana get bitten! It's no joke man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/330003/tortoise1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yum yum.. It's feeding time. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/380035/tortoise3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Derek feeding them. Know smthg? He caused 2 tortoises to overturn! Haha. One of them tried to bite off the cucumber but to no avail. It pulled until its head was almost into its shell already lor. Haha. It tried pulling until Derek had to let go, causing it to fall backwards, dragging another down with it. They were practically si jiao cai tian lor! It was amusing! Haha. The owner had to use a dustpan to turn them back. LOL. Joke of the day. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/577390/tortoise2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is me feeding. Cucumber in one hand, handphone camera in the other. Pro eh? Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/588467/derek%20feeding%20tortoise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just look at the size! Derek &amp; I fed a cucumber each. The owner threw in 4-5 more cucumbers! Huge appetite. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/602940/tortoise4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just look at the cucumber seeds on its face! Shows how greedy it is. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/252424/tortoise5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This escaped refugee from the pond was charging at me. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/57291/derek%20%26%20tortoise2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aiyo. Scared already. Hidden in its shell. =x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/964068/derek%20%26%20tortoise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did you know? Its shell can close up too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/190085/greedy%20tortoises.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess what are those. Tortoises! Greedy bunch. You just have to step onto the bridge and they charge towards u. Haha. Paid a dollar to feed them. Stepped over one another. Sad man. Haha. Dumb too. Cos they all stuck their heads so high up. They couldn't see the food we threw at them! The fishes snatched to eat. Dumb tortoises. Tells us that the fittest does not necessarily win. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/550983/tortoise13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A close up of them climbing on top of one another. This is a competitive world. Even for the tortoises. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/31957/tigers%20roar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;12 sheng xiao. Tigers roar~ Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/534125/gentle%20rabbits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gentle rabbits. Yay~ =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/742748/3%20little%20pigs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3 little pigs. Lolx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/940962/me%20%26%20piggies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Female version of 3 little pigs. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/532590/derek%20cuddling%20a%20pig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oink oink.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/436647/me%20sitting%20on%20pig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poor pig. I'm sitting on u! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/320/514720/me%20%26%20piggy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pull your ears! haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Someone said I'm not detailed enough. Still say I blog so slow. humph. Haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There is this tortoise who looks very fierce. It's called the Snapping Turtle in lay-man terms. Anyway it can open its mouth really wide underwater to await its unknowing prey. Its tongue will wriggle, imitating the movement of a worm, luring its prey to its mouth before.. clam! shut its mouth and enjoy a tasty meal. haha. what a sly tortoise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Know what? Derek wriggled his finger outside the glass tank, trying to get the baby tortoise's attn. Guess what? It really crawled towards him! Haha. It was crawling very cautiously and slowly towards Derek's finger, opening its mouth really wide when it drew nearer. Oh man. That poor tortoise! Kena tricked by that sly Derek le lah! Wahaha. Very amusing lor! hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What an encounter with tortoises! Very educational and fun! The owner is trying to raise $1.6 million for a bigger museum. Hope they are able to raise the sum quickly so that the tortoises will have a bigger home. Haha.. Another fun day spent with Derek. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After the visit to the Chinese &amp;amp; Japanese Gardens, we went to Jurong Point to makan. At the foodcourt, an uncle was eyeing at our seat when he was buying his food at the stall. Haha. Wonders why. Maybe he thought the seat was not taken. Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, Derek asked me to put my bag on the other seat, so it's more obvious that the table's taken and we sat there too. Lol. Can't blame us. Cos our table was taken in the afternoon during lunch tho' our bags were there. Haha. We saw the uncle trying to look for a seat with his tray of food in his hands. So poor thing lor. Derek then asked the uncle to sit with us since we've got space. Haha. The uncle thanked us. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;While queuing for our food, I asked Derek if it is cos he was guilty earlier for deliberately showing the table is taken that's why he asked the uncle over. Guess his response? He said no. It's cos he want someone to look over our table! WAHAHA. So naughty rite. Lol. Aiya, of cos joking de lah. Kekex. But to my surprise, the uncle really looked after the table for us leh! Cos he stood there to wave at us after finishing his food to indicate that he's leaving. WAHAHA. Another joke of the day. =P What an exhausting but very fun day! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116931082054098910?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116931082054098910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116931082054098910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116931082054098910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116931082054098910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/01/fun-funny-outing.html' title='Fun &amp; Funny Outing'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116894700272372632</id><published>2007-01-16T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T19:34:45.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking</title><content type='html'>Ever since that fateful day when I hurt my neck, it has stiffened up. Haix. Always hurt when I lift my head up. Having trouble turning my head. Sian. Lolx. But I think boo's worse. Got a huge ulcer at the side of her cheek. Poor girl. Can't even talk, eat or laugh properly. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. It's fast. Exactly a month from now, everyone will go their separate ways. We may never see each other again. Such a scary thought. I don't even know what I want to achieve in life. It's always been so unclear. Don't really have a strong aspiration. That's why my direction has always been so vague. What do I really wana do? *wonders* But right now, I just wana take a short break. Not greedy. A short one will do. Any longer, I'll become lazy and my direction in life will be more vague I guess. Haha. Anyway, will miss the friends in TP.  The fun times shared tog, especially the laughter. Will definitely miss them. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116894700272372632?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116894700272372632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116894700272372632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116894700272372632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116894700272372632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-thinking.html' title='just thinking'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116863496599623690</id><published>2007-01-13T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T05:21:52.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos, photos and more photos! haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/254300/neoprints3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/1600/22072/neoprints4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/346193/neoprints4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yoz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/699824/neoprints1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this pic too! So sweet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/310478/neoprints2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're like in some fairyland. Lolx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/580656/neoprint1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1, 2, 3, 4.. hi 5! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/1600/489818/neoprints1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/815392/xiao%20zhu%20zhu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rem this pic dear? HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/262033/neoprints.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/537117/DSCF1282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fun times during SIP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/370636/DSCF1315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm shake shake shakin'... Our song! lolx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/684873/at%20np%20concert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Charissa &amp; me at Ngee Ann Poly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/159104/ben%20%26%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben in his No. 1 Uniform. Smart eh? hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/475013/dom%20%26%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The famous mischievous boy! Alwaz kena scolding. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/201805/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love myself in this pic! Haha. bhb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/958202/marina%20centre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aint I cute? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/894909/marina%20centre2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss being a baby! So carefree &amp; happy! Just look at me! Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/544163/my%20family2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My family photo taken yrs ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/455615/penguin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hand made penguin by my dear. So sweet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/266658/khad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A cute &amp;amp; pretty fren I know! Khadijah, Hen Ke Ai! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116863496599623690?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116863496599623690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116863496599623690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116863496599623690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116863496599623690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/01/memories.html' title='Memories...'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116862322690487825</id><published>2007-01-13T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T04:51:06.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>haix. today just sux lah. no one understands me. explain so much for what? useless. hmm. anyway I wana thank someone. If u read this, u will noe who u are. Thanks man. you're so upset urself yet u are able to mk me smile. I felt so much better after talking to you. =) Hope u will find ur gal soon. One who will truly belong to u. Don't be so sad already k? And thanks for trusting me. Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116862322690487825?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116862322690487825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116862322690487825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116862322690487825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116862322690487825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116672306155497916</id><published>2006-12-22T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:46:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/1600/957033/PC160158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/945321/PC160158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at this penguin. so cute! isolate itself. haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/870040/PC160167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;colorful bird.. beautiful.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/746526/PC160131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my xiao shuai ge.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/102579/PC160152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the giraffe's head is so big! esp its eyes! haha.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/980759/PC160155.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butts out! LOL. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/905864/IMGP2461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;discussion time. let's look at the map. haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/597589/IMGP2476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;what is everyone staring at?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/273074/IMGP2493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keith is jealous that he doesn't have mamee to eat. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/68459/IMGP2517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't be deceived by the size. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/443661/IMGP2497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;let's take a ride!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/369403/IMGP2519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey, when was this taken? gou zai dui snapped us! haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/766386/IMGP2539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at her! so poor thing. can u imagine life like that? waiting for death..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/257475/Copy%20of%20PC160142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;notice the rainbow on my blouse? cool eh. heh. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/997890/Copy%20of%20PC160173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dear fluorescencing. Lol.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3639/2765/200/628780/PC160175.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;zoo outing ends with a group photo. nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116672306155497916?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116672306155497916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116672306155497916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116672306155497916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116672306155497916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures-pictures.html' title='Pictures pictures!'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116628317995396131</id><published>2006-12-16T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:49:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;woah.. today is a long day at the zoo! haha.. My legs are aching from all the walking! hahaha. Met Derek at about 7.15am at AMK mrt station. We went to a hawker centre to eat our breakfast. Yucks. Wrong choice. The wan ton mee tasted weird. haha.. Went to NTUC where Derek bought some snacks, one of which is a bottle of coffee choc. The coffee smell is really strong. Fragrant. Lol. We then went to the POSB bank to queue up cos Derek wana draw money out for his allowance this mth. Rich guy. haha.. No lah. richer than me cos my SIP no pay mah. Sobz. remind me of my sad case. TP bias lor! haiz. Anyway, went to meet up with Kieth at the interchange. Took bus 138 to Mandai Zoo. Didnt expect the ride to be so fast. Haha. Maybe cos it's early in the morning? lolx. We were the first to reach. Waited for the rest of Derek's colleagues. After dragging awhile, we bought tix and enter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we went in the morning cos morning has the most activities. The feeding time starts at 10.30am for the monkeys! haha.. There's one baby monkey who kept clinging onto her mom. So cute. They are very smart lor. Know how to ask for more bananas by stretching out their hands. Haha. There was an animal show starting at 11.30am, I think. So we walked there. Ate lunch at KFC. One of Derek's colleague, Keith's poly fren (also attached to 1st Base), was telling jokes and riddles. Funny thing is.. I can't laugh. Lol. They sat and talked for quite a bit. Derek rather walk around and look at more things. So we went ahead. They were super slow behind lah. Haha. As we walked different routes, we ended up trying to chase them few hrs lata. Haha. Met at Sea lions / Penguins section. Finally. Haha. Cos 2 more gals joined us lata in the aftn, we walked through the same places again. Derek and I had already walked like 3 rounds already? We really made our $15 worth it man. Lol. It's no wonder that my legs ache so badly now lor. But gd exercise for napfa I guess. Haha. Hmm.. overall quite a gd day ba. Saw quite a no. of interesting animals. But it was really hot man. Perspired like mad. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just some extra info. If u wana go to the zoo, bring water although there are a few watercoolers ard somewhr. haha. Bring your own tibits as well. If u wan of cos. u dun wana buy them thr i tell u. one pkt of potato chips can cost $1.50 when it only costs 40 cents at the mama shop. One 500 ml bottle of coke, pepsi, 100 plus can cost $2.90. They earn a lot man. haha. Oh ya, they were screening for Charlotte's web for 5 bucks. But we didnt go. Haha. Tired out. Btw, I find Keith resembles Alvin. Really look alike lor. Small eyes and the way he talks. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I did run last monday after the rain stopped. Haha. My legs ached badly then too. Lol. Boy is my stamina poor. Beta start my intensive training soon. Haha. Wondering why I'm training so hard for napfa when it's not compulsory for girls to pass. Haha. Oh well. Pass is definitely beta den fail. If can pass den pass lor. Haha. Fei hua. = x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. very angry with a stupid and super pervertic guy. Sicko! I tell u. He's super SICK! Posted my photos with stupid captions in his friendster profile and replied my angry messages with stupid ans. Ok. Lidat jiu suan le. Now, his caption is like WTH.. I dun even wana say man. I just want him dead. He's the first person who make me really wana curse a person to death. GO TO HELL man. Usually no matter how angry I am, I won't be that bad lor. But this time is different. He really pissed me off with his pervertic actions. I'm even considering filing a police report lor. Idiotic friendster. Report user is as gd as not doing so. GRRR. Really wana kill him now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116628317995396131?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116628317995396131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116628317995396131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116628317995396131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116628317995396131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2006/12/zoo-outing.html' title='Zoo Outing'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116583004624886936</id><published>2006-12-11T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:50:42.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world of 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haiya.. thought I can start my training today. Didn't expect it to rain so heavily. Haha.. Wah.. mmic lab is a disaster today. First, the autoclave "kok up". Make us wait for almost 2 hrs. Rot le lah. Cob webs all over. Haha. Then some big shot person scolded us for not wearing lab coats and shoes. Ok lah. Our fault. But it's not really our fault. At least for some of us. Haha. Cos we played the samaritan. Lent the other class our lab coats. Den kena chased out of the lab. Hahaha. 3rd, the kuku lecturer didn't tell us that we needed to use up ALL the agar media lor. Make us hand busy leg confused (shou mang jiao luan) only. HAHA. Ok lah. enough of mmic liao. Hate that subj most. Lolz. Anyway, guess whr am I and who I am with? I noe u heart itchy itchy lah. Tell u. Lolz. I'm in the sch com lab with the world's kuku-est person enjoying our er ren shi jie. JUNIE! Lolz. She can self-entertain de lor. Wana noe how? Ask her. Haha. Hmm.. I miss the SIP days when the 3 (syaf, cindy and me) of us are having our hourly dose of I'm Shakin'. Lolz. Had fun man. Gals, when can we shake again? Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37938681-116583004624886936?l=brenz87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/feeds/116583004624886936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37938681&amp;postID=116583004624886936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116583004624886936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37938681/posts/default/116583004624886936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brenz87.blogspot.com/2006/12/world-of-2.html' title='world of 2'/><author><name>Memories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00604607994774790396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37938681.post-116567855264373890</id><published>2006-12-09T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:44:19.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs</title><content type='html'>woah.. blogging is so troublesome. Didn't know why I created one. Crazy me. 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