<?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-35471637</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:02:51.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 front teeth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6810500796041696755</id><published>2008-10-26T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:24:15.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In God's Time</title><content type='html'>"There is a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest. A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to rebuild. A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-4NLT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6810500796041696755?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6810500796041696755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6810500796041696755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6810500796041696755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6810500796041696755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-gods-time.html' title='In God&apos;s Time'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3715112628939071373</id><published>2008-10-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:10:03.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God blesses in the midst of suffering</title><content type='html'>"Those who plant in tears will harvest with shouts of joy. They weep as they go to plant their seed, but they sing as they return with the harvest.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 126:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For he has not ignored the suffering of the needy. He has not turned and walked away. He has listened to their cries for help.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 22:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who suffer the same things from the same people for the same Person can scarcely not love each other.&lt;br /&gt;C. S. Lewis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suffering&lt;/strong&gt;—the soil of spiritual growth "The Bible does not promise that Christians won't suffer. In fact, the Scriptures give much evidence that we can expect to suffer, given the evil that is in the world around us and the sin that is in us. What God does promise is that our suffering can become the catalyst for new growth. God promises to redeem our suffering into his glory. What griefs are you currently suffering? Can you entrust them to God, confident that he will use them to bring new growth into your life? The worst kind of suffering is that which we experience alone. When we suffer with another person who is sympathetic to our problem, the suffering is easier to bear. Throughout history, God has sympathized with suffering people. He hears our cries. How would your life and outlook be different if you become convinced that God never failed to respond to your pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3715112628939071373?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3715112628939071373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3715112628939071373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3715112628939071373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3715112628939071373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/god-blesses-in-midst-of-suffering.html' title='God blesses in the midst of suffering'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1207627930588684583</id><published>2008-10-12T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:34:47.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Promises</title><content type='html'>In the midst of darkness, God comforts us with His everlasting words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God whom we serve is able to save us. He will rescue us from your power, Your Majesty. - Daniel 3:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father to the fatherless, defender of widows—this is God whose dwelling is holy. - Psalm 68:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am the one who creates the light and makes the darkness. I am the one who sends good times and bad times. I, the Lord, am the one who does these things. - Isaiah 45:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darkness before Dawn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - the time of the day where the darkest hours lies, just shortly before light pours over the land.&lt;br /&gt;- endure through the dark times, and you will see the light of hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1207627930588684583?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1207627930588684583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1207627930588684583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1207627930588684583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1207627930588684583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/gods-promises.html' title='God&apos;s Promises'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-4727278474841882362</id><published>2008-09-20T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:14:33.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence makes the Heart grow Fonder</title><content type='html'>Meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of something increases the desire for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Roman poet Sextus Propertius gave us the earliest form of this saying in Elegies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always toward absent lovers love's tide stronger flows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contemporary version appears first as the title of an anonymous English poem in 1602. It wasn't until the 19th century that the phrase began to be used more widely, with Thomas Haynes Bayly's (1797-1839) song Isle of Beauty, published posthumously in 1850:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;思念, 是一种等待的感觉. 这感觉在呼吸的时候, 原来是会痛的.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-4727278474841882362?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4727278474841882362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=4727278474841882362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4727278474841882362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4727278474841882362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absence makes the Heart grow Fonder'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2956021762256595451</id><published>2008-09-03T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:19:58.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Beauty</title><content type='html'>In 1 Peter 3, Apostle Peter speaks of beauty of a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".... it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight." - 1 Peter 3:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to see the way God sees, and adapt the way God looks at the world. In Him, we guys will be able to find the true beauty that we've been looking for! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2956021762256595451?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2956021762256595451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2956021762256595451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2956021762256595451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2956021762256595451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/true-beauty.html' title='True Beauty'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-7544808286466689896</id><published>2008-05-19T03:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:36:33.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God in brunei</title><content type='html'>my friend was in my room sharing with me about how low and alone he was in the jungle during JCC. he flipped open the jcc survival handbook, and a note drop out reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt;1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;2 I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust."&lt;br /&gt;3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare and from the deadly pestilence.&lt;br /&gt;4 He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.&lt;br /&gt;5 You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day,&lt;br /&gt;6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.&lt;br /&gt;7 A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you.&lt;br /&gt;8 You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.&lt;br /&gt;9 If you make the Most High your dwelling— even the LORD, who is my refuge-&lt;br /&gt;10 then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent.&lt;br /&gt;11 For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways;&lt;br /&gt;12 they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.&lt;br /&gt;13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.&lt;br /&gt;14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.&lt;br /&gt;15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him.&lt;br /&gt;16 With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he shouted out loud: "&lt;strong&gt;God was there with me!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-7544808286466689896?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7544808286466689896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-4580888352274660360</id><published>2008-05-10T08:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:41:48.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing for 培灵会</title><content type='html'>still cracking my brain over it.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-4580888352274660360?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4580888352274660360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=4580888352274660360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4580888352274660360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4580888352274660360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/sharing-for.html' title='Sharing for 培灵会'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-9067727725555968669</id><published>2008-05-01T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:59:30.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how did they put your shoulder back?</title><content type='html'>many has asked me this question too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being injected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started telling me things in details which I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel super sleepy and hope they will go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went away, and I finally can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and saw my arm bandaged, nose with tube connected to oxygen tank, wires sticked to my body with my top unbuttoned -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..they popped my shoulder back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-9067727725555968669?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9067727725555968669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=9067727725555968669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/9067727725555968669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/9067727725555968669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-did-they-put-your-shoulder-back.html' title='how did they put your shoulder back?'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2878090643992511993</id><published>2008-04-28T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:46:51.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how does a shoulder dislocation feel?</title><content type='html'>It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swang something heavy.&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder went forward and came loose/out.&lt;br /&gt;My arm hung there and swing abit, and I have no strength to move it.&lt;br /&gt;Then immense pain until it's popped back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2878090643992511993?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2878090643992511993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2878090643992511993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2878090643992511993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2878090643992511993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-does-shoulder-dislocation-feel.html' title='how does a shoulder dislocation feel?'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-83885640283527000</id><published>2008-04-26T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T00:33:14.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine Bright</title><content type='html'>I've came back from Brunei for more than a week now. It's really a place so dark at night, that you can't see your out-stretched hand. Thank God for a powerful torchlight I bought that lasted me through the whole gruelsome JCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one night where I was sleeping at my friend's shelter, we came across the topic about being a christian in army. He shared how hard it is, to blend in with the rest yet hold up christian values. Cause' army can be such a dark to place to be in. The more you try to blend in with others, the darker it goes for a christian. Simple things like refraining yourselve from vulgarities or dirty jokes can be such a huge challenge at times. That's when we are having fun more than having God in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's not how dark you go, it's how Bright you shine."&lt;/strong&gt; is what i told him. Be influential than to be influenced. Nobody said it was easy, but it still can be done. Cause' we're living by the strength of God. We shared about struggles, we shared about Godly experiences. We shared about how to put our values theories into actions, how to be gentle yet firm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for that dark dark night, cause' I was able to shine for Him. The darker the night, the brighter is the light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-83885640283527000?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/83885640283527000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=83885640283527000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/83885640283527000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/83885640283527000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/04/shine-bright.html' title='Shine Bright'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6951836597912040991</id><published>2008-02-15T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:58:12.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying</title><content type='html'>Off to airport in a few hours time. Feeling apprehensive about the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, time flies really fast. There have been so many changes in things and people around me without me noticing. I wish, I wish I could have more time to adapt to the changes. But I just gotta pick up the pace and catch up as much as I could. I'm happy and having a great time of my life now, and i pray that everyone around can be so free of worries too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starlight, it'll be a great exercise and experience. Back in 3 weeks time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6951836597912040991?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6951836597912040991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6951836597912040991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6951836597912040991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6951836597912040991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/02/flying.html' title='Flying'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1129090024531189383</id><published>2008-01-01T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:46:57.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Over Again - Justin Timberlake</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="75" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UdHzloArMk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UdHzloArMk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="75" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Futuresex/Lovesounds&lt;br /&gt;Song: All Over Again&lt;br /&gt;By: Justin Timberlake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1129090024531189383?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1129090024531189383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1129090024531189383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1129090024531189383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1129090024531189383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-over-again-justin-timberlake.html' title='All Over Again - Justin Timberlake'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-5915955378332107676</id><published>2007-12-20T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T03:18:27.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of service term</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had finally came to the end of service term in OCS. Has been a fulfilling journey of learning and growing, new bonds and friendships has been forged along the way. It is amazing to see how bonds are formed when people go through tough times together. The wise says Pictures speaks a thousand words. True, nothing beats that. Let's see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/jIQ0lC_p-e/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="287" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/jIQ0lC_p-e.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traing started with some navigation exercises. The bunch of Alpha Ravens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/_ALKHO_MPf/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="412" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/_ALKHO_MPf.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push up a day keeps the doctors away. The doctors in ocs are all guys anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/dJxMgbDPsx/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 345px" height="388" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/dJxMgbDPsx.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/ZndJTKiFgY/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="331" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/ZndJTKiFgY.jpg" width="461" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we learn about weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/bxAvvSI7U6/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 301px" height="269" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/bxAvvSI7U6.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn how to plan, and that's the comfortable part apart from the mental stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/zIVUx6_sUF/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 384px; HEIGHT: 317px" height="412" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/zIVUx6_sUF.jpg" width="549" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful place...on the outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/Fo6ZLuzF2E/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 276px" height="336" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Fo6ZLuzF2E.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go in and see what life's in there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/8faMMJ6e78/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="347" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/8faMMJ6e78.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/W6u5oGRJQ1/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="338" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/W6u5oGRJQ1.jpg" width="394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crawl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/lkQ9yk9_ui/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="264" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/lkQ9yk9_ui.jpg" width="403" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/eEz-jneRz1/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" height="276" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/eEz-jneRz1.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/Jy9Fbq_InW/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="296" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Jy9Fbq_InW.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bathed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/0_PKg0IHU1/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 457px" height="449" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/0_PKg0IHU1.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/KR1g6BQA9F/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" height="304" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/KR1g6BQA9F.jpg" width="394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/B5P-LjvvwM/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 443px" height="439" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/B5P-LjvvwM.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's really too shag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/KA1WQM6STk/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" height="283" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/KA1WQM6STk.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we are happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/g1YU0AU8Jb/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" height="300" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/g1YU0AU8Jb.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/uRRh0JKABJ/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" height="443" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/uRRh0JKABJ.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/Py85K8yUDW/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 367px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="285" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Py85K8yUDW.jpg" width="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships forged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/Q77LZtgRad/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="280" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Q77LZtgRad.jpg" width="411" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/TGX8wqWBo0/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="319" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/TGX8wqWBo0.jpg" width="412" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonds created...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/rnCsOG_OwE/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" height="288" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/rnCsOG_OwE.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/KINyMqgo4f/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="342" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/KINyMqgo4f.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or in the night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/0vW-wykbxD/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 411px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="347" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/0vW-wykbxD.jpg" width="407" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes in mud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/GTx-9J_kGR/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" height="353" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/GTx-9J_kGR.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are platoon 3 from OCS Alpha Wing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy times doesn't last forever. Half of the us will be leaving to units for further training in support arms, rest of us will stay in OCS to be trained as infantry officers. After 27th December, it will be time to say goodbye, until the day we all come back to OCS to be commissioned as officers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/N2dKn0/photo/Hode5RRUbp/"&gt;&lt;img title="click to comment" style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="461" alt="click to comment" src="http://media.imeem.com/p/Hode5RRUbp.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months more.. Endure! (should I start finding a date for commission ball?) &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&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/35471637-5915955378332107676?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5915955378332107676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=5915955378332107676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5915955378332107676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5915955378332107676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-service-term.html' title='End of service term'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2610610808123490189</id><published>2007-11-11T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T10:33:24.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still alive here!</title><content type='html'>Heya! Am feeling alright during my RCP term in ocs. Has been quite free on weekends and such, kinda enjoying the free time and sleep time I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for a loving platoon, my platoon mates are helping me to get some food from outside to make sure I stay alive. All telling me to let them know when I needa buy anything. Sweet huh? The other 2 guys from other platoons serving RCP with me said that their platoon didn't ask them what they wanna eat at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Timothy, I'm almost 24hours on &lt;a href="http://www.ksbj.org/"&gt;www.ksbj.org&lt;/a&gt; listening to their christian radiostation. It really brings me through the torutring confinement feeling as God's words keep flowing in during this free time. And guess what, I even got the time to discuss with the guys on duty about christianity. God let things happen to us for a wonderful reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from missing my family, friends and church, I'm still doing good in ocs. Tomorrow is patrol field camp, I heard it's no sleep for 3days2night with back-to-back missions. It'll be stressful,tiring but most encouraging if we accomplish the missions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next book out will be 1st December, leaving me with only 13days to find a date and prepare for social night. This seems much more stressful then field camps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2610610808123490189?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2610610808123490189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2610610808123490189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2610610808123490189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2610610808123490189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/11/still-alive-here.html' title='Still alive here!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-5609155132209763425</id><published>2007-11-04T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T18:28:47.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Stupid Mistake</title><content type='html'>Have you ever made a mistake so stupid that you will usually tell yourself that you'll never make? I've made it, and turned out to be severe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 4days field camp in the past one week, I commited Negligence Discharge a.k.a misfire. I didn't check clear my rifle and fired off a blank round. Stupid mistake. Now I gotta serve a 14days RCP, and that causes me to be confined for 2weekends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demoralised. But my PC tell me to just take it like a man and move on. I should and I will. But I couldn't stop blaming myself to get into this by committing such a stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks into OCS, 6 more to go before ending service term. And after I'm able to book out after serving my RCP, I'm left with only about 3-4weeks to look for a date for social night. My caring friends have been giving me suggestions, and even social escort was mentioned-_-". Thanks everyone, but I will find a date for that night. Just pray for me to find a most suitable one to enjoy the night with. Well, providing I can survive through the next 6weeks of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't know if I could go on. Pray that the grace of God is with me at all times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-5609155132209763425?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5609155132209763425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=5609155132209763425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5609155132209763425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5609155132209763425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-mistake.html' title='A Stupid Mistake'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3835259598513861247</id><published>2007-10-28T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:59:09.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Section Field Camp</title><content type='html'>My section field camp is tomorrow, not feeling a single anxiety over it. My mind has been occupied by many other things during this few days. Too much for me to worry about what's going to come during the field camp. Whatever that's going to happen, I just pray that God will provide me with the sufficient strength and grace to go through it. No pain last forever, endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been worrying about what career I want to pursue in future (again). I don't know what's best and what's not. I want to become a professional soundman, but what's my first step supposed to be? I have a dream, but no practical plan. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently have been disturbed by the feeling of wanting to find a girlfriend. Haa! I can easily convince myself in this that all this will only come naturally and not when I want to find one. Or maybe I just wanted someone to talk to? That'll be selfish, I don't want to find a girl just because I need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidences often happens at the best time. Watched Stardust last night and it is a fairytale love story. Find it kinda nice. And there my feeling of wanting to find a girlfriend got an energy boost. Now I really I have one, haha. I know it's not that easy, and I don't hope it to be that easy either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time to book in. Feeling tired, and missing someone. Just hope this feeling can go away so that I can feel better. Field camp! Let's go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3835259598513861247?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3835259598513861247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3835259598513861247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3835259598513861247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3835259598513861247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/10/section-field-camp.html' title='Section Field Camp'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1376727508023919322</id><published>2007-10-21T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T03:09:39.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I Found You - Ginuwine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3D86s_X_wn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3D86s_X_wn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/35471637-1376727508023919322?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1376727508023919322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1376727508023919322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1376727508023919322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1376727508023919322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/10/since-i-found-you-ginuwine.html' title='Since I Found You - Ginuwine'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2408584797703651069</id><published>2007-10-21T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:28:18.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month in OCS</title><content type='html'>It's been a month training in OCS. Has been experiencing cultural shock since the first day. The first 2weeks were really depressing, when we can't go home and they keep promising us tough training all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been physically and mentally straining. Sometimes I don't even dare to sleep, without knowing what is going to happen tomorrow or the next moment. It's been tough, but they say things will be even much tougher as time goes by. My imagination demoralised myself at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of giving up. We all have a choice to do so if we want to. Just to give up and leave the stressful strainous training can be the easiest way out. But looking at the photos on my personal notice board in bunk. I see my family and friends and the life I used to live, so comfortable and stress-free. But complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are tough in OCS, but what's not tough in life? If I can endure through the 9months of training, I will have the stength and confidence to endure other things in life as well. Most essentially, God is always there with me. In the worst time, His glory shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is telling me to hang on. I'm telling myself that too. I think it may not be so tough for me after my appointment is passed over this coming week. It's always hard to lead peers. God's amazing grace has been bringing me through the past 1 month. 8 more months left, it's not very long. I'm gonna make it through and make my family proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things  but so little time outside. I wish I could find a stable praying partner soon, if I have the time. No compromising, cause' I seriously need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I submit myself into Your hands. Through tough times or good times, provide me with the strength I need and the love &amp;amp; patience for others. Carry me through this time of my life, and let me become a person that You want me to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2408584797703651069?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2408584797703651069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2408584797703651069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2408584797703651069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2408584797703651069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/10/month-in-ocs.html' title='A month in OCS'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8052712821027900207</id><published>2007-09-24T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:24:33.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OCS</title><content type='html'>Tonight is a peaceful night..The yellow lights dimly litted the empty streets. The moon showing itself brightly as before, and the cold wind blows.. It feels the same as the night before I enlisted to the army. The apprehensive feeling of don't know what is going to happen from tomorrow onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm going into OCS training from tomorrow onwards. It has been where I have been aiming to go for the whole of my BMT training. Now that I got in, I felt afraid that I'm not up to it. I wonder whether I can endure through 9months of tough training. I wish I can, and I pray so. I know all are in God's hands, now tomorrow and forever. What's there to fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my brother's (Tommy) birthday, as well as YueTong's and Penguin's (Anyi). Save money!!! Wahaha, just joking..really hope I can be free to celebrate the birthdays of those I treasure. Well...Happy Be-earlied Birthday!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't fold my smart 4, and it's getting late. I needa do what I have to do and enjoy every step God is bringing me through. I better go sleep and prepare myself for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of 9months starts now. Another journey of experiencing God's amazing grace in toughest times. It's gonna be great.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord, You're the wind beneath my wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8052712821027900207?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8052712821027900207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8052712821027900207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8052712821027900207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8052712821027900207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/09/ocs.html' title='OCS'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2324614986651308845</id><published>2007-09-11T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T01:42:20.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P O P</title><content type='html'>"Raven!! Raven!! All the way! We like it here!! We like it here!! We've found ourselves a home! A home! A Home Sweet Home!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2 and a half months ago, I still find this cheer sacarstic and a total invert from how I feel about home sweet home. Until this day that I've passed out from BMT, everything is different. The things and times that we had been through as a platoon has no doubt bond us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live range, Field camp, Sit test, live grenade (no blinds!), Route marches...All the hardships simply forged wonderful friendship among us all. Push ups, crunches, jumping jets, burpies, shutter kicks, flutter kicks, london bridge, buddha claps, chin-ups...PT never seem so shiong before. But being in Raven 4 never seem so shiok before either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 3months has been a turn in life, and it's quite a sharp drift one. The experiences and feelings I've been through can hardly be described by words. I can only try my very best to remember every moments that I've been through with my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/3110140/1/718925928"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-140.friendster.com/e1/photos/04/10/3110140/1_718925928m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Raven platoon 4! I'm truly grateful of the times you guys helped me out when I needed it. And thank you all for voting me to be your platoon best. Truthfully, I can't do it all by myself, and I'm proud to be the platoon best that you guys made me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/3110140/1/625137890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-140.friendster.com/e1/photos/04/10/3110140/1_625137890m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for bringing me through every single thing. Now, I'm all prepared to go on to my next phase of my army life.. OCS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2324614986651308845?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2324614986651308845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2324614986651308845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2324614986651308845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2324614986651308845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/09/p-o-p.html' title='P O P'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-5105868975775572513</id><published>2007-08-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T18:46:10.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing of Time - Errik Wong</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Pc0C4PByqK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Pc0C4PByqK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="75" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! This song is composed, sang, played and recorded by Errik Wong. He was in the same bunk as me during my BMT days, and we are blessed with beautiful music everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his band, Ark Analogy, is going to perform in Ben's &amp;amp; Jerry's at The Cathay on 1st September (next Saturday), 9pm. It's gonna be the night before pamela goes off to canada too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad that another friend is leaving for studies. It's been about 4years since Sunny first went america for studies too. The feeling of a friend going far and for long really dampens my spirit. But yet I feel happy to see my friends so blessed to be able to further their studies overseas. Though the mixture of feelings will stir for sometime, it'll pass through the Healing of Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: sunny, roger, pam, polly and deb, I'll still remember you all!wahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-5105868975775572513?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5105868975775572513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=5105868975775572513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5105868975775572513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5105868975775572513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/08/healing-of-time-errik-wong.html' title='Healing of Time - Errik Wong'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6006935434587898506</id><published>2007-08-19T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:26:03.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday~</title><content type='html'>Yay~ It's my 20th birthday tomorrow! And I'm having it in camp-_-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Glowing and 5loaves2fishes for the present and celebration! Made my weekend all worthwhile and it's the best book out I had so far man. I had 1 new jacket, 4 new shirts and 2 new perfumes from my dear friends. So touched and really miss the times having fun with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times in camp, I really miss the world outside. I miss the times serving whole heartedly in church despite how packed I am. I miss the fellowship, dancing, singing, bible studying, playing guitar and worshipping in church. Pre-book in syndrom again, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going in already, and thanks again to those who celebrated with me and wished me for my birthday. Let's have fun in 5days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday wish: I wanna get back close to Jesus, cause' I'm feeling far.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6006935434587898506?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6006935434587898506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6006935434587898506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6006935434587898506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6006935434587898506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday~'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6055659385640406136</id><published>2007-07-22T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:34:15.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Jungle</title><content type='html'>Hey guys~ I will be spending 6 days in jungle for Field Camp this coming week. Will be from this coming friday till wednesday. So I won't be seen in church next weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am feeling kinda apprehensive over the field camp coming up. Thinking of what stupid mistakes we'll do like talk/move in file, moving from one place to another too slowly, and we all getting punished for that is quite frustrating in some ways. So wake up guys!! Don't get ourselves tortured for small mistakes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMT phase has started for 1 week. The schedule is generally quite tight and I can see ourselves running here and there for training for the next few weeks. The past one week has been physically &amp; mentally draining somehow. Really need God's grace &amp;amp; strength in all aspects. Army has showed me how weak &amp; small I am, thank God I always feel the peace with me when I'm in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta have dinner soon &amp; pack up to go. Please pray for my safety and ability to endure the upcoming training in army and in the jungle.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6055659385640406136?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6055659385640406136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6055659385640406136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6055659385640406136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6055659385640406136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/07/into-jungle.html' title='Into the Jungle'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8855130101243594555</id><published>2007-07-08T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:35:57.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PBS</title><content type='html'>I'm now suffering from PBS, Pre-Book in Syndrom! Just feel sian, sleepy and really want to just lie here at home for the rest of tonight. Thinking that I will be falling in at pasir ris in uniform and field pack in 2hours time just make the feeling stronger. Oh well, enjoy the moment at home for now. Let's pray the upcoming week is blessed and wonderful!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8855130101243594555?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8855130101243594555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8855130101243594555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8855130101243594555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8855130101243594555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/07/pbs.html' title='PBS'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6928795602386778812</id><published>2007-07-07T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T02:47:51.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my botak life</title><content type='html'>hey guys! I'm leading a botak life now. I'm now Tall, Dark, but not handsome! Let's update some basic stuff about me in army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;aven company. Platoon 4 (gosh, 5th level-_-"). Section 2, Bed 10. Toilet Cleaner, Waterpoint IC. Name of our platoon - Penguin! (sounds garang huh?wahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically everything has been well. Though training can be straining physically &amp; mentally, life in army is a spiritual warfare. Everyday surrounded by vulgarities, dirty jokes at times, suppressing frustrations during scoldings due to other people's mistakes and talking on phone can be so much more attractive than reading my quiet time materials sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for a supportive christian buddy, for time to pray to Him any single time, for a co-operative section, for me haven't spoken any vulgarities, for me haven't submitting to any of the dirty jokes, for strength everyday to tahan the trainings &amp; scoldings, and for peace in me whenever I thought of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where I am now is where God intended me to be. Build me, mould me and let me grow into a man He wants me to be. Like my dad says, this is a good turning point of my life. I'm sure this 2years will be worthwhile.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just the start of my journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6928795602386778812?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6928795602386778812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6928795602386778812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6928795602386778812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6928795602386778812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-botak-life.html' title='my botak life'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3505735725386296829</id><published>2007-06-14T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T03:55:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soljah</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I'm now a Soljah(soldier). Thank God for all the preparations I needed before enlisting, and thanks all those who wished me well and farewelled me. I'm so showered with love till I really don't feel like going in,haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in Physical Training Phase (PTP) for 1month. If I can pass my fitness test (IPPT) at the end of the first 2weeks, I will get to be back in Singapore for 2 weeks before I go back in for Basic Military Training (BMT). Praying hard I will be where God wants me to be, though I want to be back here with everyone, but I prefer God takes the lead.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to pray for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can meet christian buddy &amp; friends and have a support group in army.&lt;br /&gt;- To be strong in faith to influence others and spread the good news, not the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;- May God bless the camp, the company, the platoon, the section and the room I'm gonna be in.&lt;br /&gt;- May God protect me from any uncleanse thoughts or desire.&lt;br /&gt;- My friends and families to be healthy and happy=) (worrying from afar is torturing)&lt;br /&gt;- Physical &amp; mental strength to endure the training.&lt;br /&gt;- Lastly, I hope there will be some dancers too. So that I am more prepared to come back and serve in the dance ministry when I've finished army.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh, I'm exhuasted now, so might have left out somethings. Do pray for me and those enlisting of whatever you thought of too. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be back... in 2 weeks time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3505735725386296829?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3505735725386296829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3505735725386296829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3505735725386296829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3505735725386296829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/soljah.html' title='Soljah'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-274348968892842999</id><published>2007-06-13T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:31:28.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Know Me - Michael Bublé</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/r2Rr8B3zX5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/r2Rr8B3zX5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="70" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You Don't Know Me" is a song written and performed by Cindy Walker and Eddy Arnold in 1955. The song was originally recorded by Eddy Arnold in 1955 and Jerry Vale the following year, then recorded by Ray Charles in 1962.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This version is sang by Michael Bublé in year 2005. Enjoy!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-274348968892842999?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/274348968892842999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=274348968892842999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/274348968892842999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/274348968892842999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-dont-know-me-michael-bubl.html' title='You Don&apos;t Know Me - Michael Bublé'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2354785171395464286</id><published>2007-06-08T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T18:30:49.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living from Good to Great</title><content type='html'>It has been a week of wonderful time spent in the retreat at Awana resort, Genting. So great to be in a community of christians everyday, hearing God's words everyday and singing His praise every single day. It feels like we're in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the retreat, I thought my life was good and I'm well prepared for next phase of life (army). But good wasn't Good enough, God wants it Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days &amp; nights of God's overwhelming power touching our souls and bringing our faith to a higher level. There are so much of experiences and so much to share and so much to live it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm longing more for the coming of Christ, the enter into the eternal kingdom of God. Where we can be in the presence of the Lord everyday and sing the songs that exclaims His glory. A week of retreat with only 300 plus christians and God can be so great, what more an eternal time with all christians in the world and God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord, continue to teach me to Live from Good to Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2354785171395464286?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2354785171395464286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2354785171395464286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2354785171395464286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2354785171395464286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/living-from-good-to-great.html' title='Living from Good to Great'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8019453259331241336</id><published>2007-06-02T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T11:37:59.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando Quando Quando - Michael Bublé</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="75" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/PVf1dISiSb/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/PVf1dISiSb/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="75" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando, Quando, Quando" is an Italian pop song dating from the early 1960s, written by Alberto Testa and Tony Renis (sometimes credited under his birth name Elio Cesari). This version is sang by Michael Bublé with Nelly Furtado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando" means "When" in italian, a common word used often when we fell in love. Enjoy!=) &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/35471637-8019453259331241336?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8019453259331241336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8019453259331241336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8019453259331241336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8019453259331241336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/quando-quando-quando-michael-bubl.html' title='Quando Quando Quando - Michael Bublé'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8521203026103367002</id><published>2007-05-28T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:35:11.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Global day of Prayer - Weather</title><content type='html'>ah ma: "it's going to rain, there are dark red clouds surrounding the stadium."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes indeed, they are only surrounding the stadium. Despite the lightnings and thunders and scary dark red clouds surrounding the stadium and making everyone thinks that it's going to rain... we had a clear view of the moon above, and not a single raindrop fell on us this evening in the outdoor national stadium. Amazing grace of God, blessed us with a cooling, no-rain weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ma: "i felt something wet on my hand, is it raindrop?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "sorry, it's my saliva"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahaha....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8521203026103367002?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8521203026103367002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8521203026103367002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8521203026103367002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8521203026103367002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/global-day-of-prayer-weather.html' title='Global day of Prayer - Weather'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2702778503242276094</id><published>2007-05-27T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:56:37.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Global day of Prayer</title><content type='html'>I thought I was going to fall asleep during the Global day of Prayer event. well, after 2 nights of camp and no rest during sunday afternoon, it isn't that hard to imagine I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God's grace is always enough. Not only I didn't fall asleep during the event, I had a good time repenting &amp; reflecting and praying with my brothers in Christ. Praying together really builds us up, individually and together-ly. it helps us to know each other more too. cause' there are things that we won't usually chat about, but will only hear them in prayers.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dehydrating evening, but God has filled me up more than before. Thank God for the gift of prayers, it's so simple yet so powerful.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;getting back on track to my prayer life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2702778503242276094?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2702778503242276094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2702778503242276094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2702778503242276094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2702778503242276094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/global-day-of-prayer.html' title='Global day of Prayer'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8182361631358360408</id><published>2007-05-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:36:52.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm God's Solja</title><content type='html'>back from PMS camp! for those startled, PMS refers to Pre-Military Support. The wonderful sisters from Glowing organised this camp to prepare the guys going into army soon, and also those not going into army soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was short, but it's been a wonderful time gathering with the rest for around 2 days time. It gave me more insight of army, and yes, more spiritually mentally prepared for what I'm going to experience. Kinda look forward to enlistment already,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zifeng was telling me either I might enlist either into Leopard or Ninja company. So either a more normal army training life in Leopard, or throwing Shurikens during range training in Ninja?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless which company has more tough training, God will be seeing me through my army life and giving me the strength &amp; wisdom I need to face whatever that's coming.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm God's Solja&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8182361631358360408?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8182361631358360408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8182361631358360408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8182361631358360408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8182361631358360408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-gods-solja.html' title='I&apos;m God&apos;s Solja'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-4640180547478608227</id><published>2007-05-24T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:06:21.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th June</title><content type='html'>I forgot to update here regarding my enlistment,haha. I'm enlisting on 14th June! Haha I skipped my last try to retake napha and decided to just go in earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry to those who had expectations of me to pass napha and go in later. And sorry to my dear friends &amp; Billy whose birthdays are within 1 or 2 weeks after my enlistment. I will try get something nice for you,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really do think I should just move on to the next stage of life and not bumming around.=) Well, there are many other factors to my decision too. But I'm not gonna say it here, so chat with me more instead! (the cries of a loner,haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that the following 2weeks before army will be as meaningful as every other days, that I can continue to do what I can and bless others around=). Kinda look forward to army, may God bless!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-4640180547478608227?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4640180547478608227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=4640180547478608227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4640180547478608227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4640180547478608227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/14th-june.html' title='14th June'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6317335026775169485</id><published>2007-05-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:53:18.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNSW closing down!</title><content type='html'>University of New South Wales in Singapore is closing down next month!! Many students must have been disappointed by that decision. &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/070524/5/singapore278179.html"&gt;Here's the article's link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of my choices for further study after army. Now I will needa put my mind to other institutes. But actually I'm currently deciding whether I should go into audio or 3D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm still not used to cracking my head upon something so far away. So till then, I will just enjoy as much as I can for now and leave the worries of tomorrow for tomorrow itself.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6317335026775169485?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6317335026775169485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6317335026775169485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6317335026775169485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6317335026775169485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/unsw-closing-down.html' title='UNSW closing down!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6933603893290869527</id><published>2007-05-20T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T19:42:56.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Life - Michael Buble</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="75" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/uH1XgSy1iB/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/uH1XgSy1iB/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="75" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm lazy to get the lyrics in here this time. Oh well, That's Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enjoy!&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/35471637-6933603893290869527?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6933603893290869527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6933603893290869527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6933603893290869527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6933603893290869527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/thats-life-michael-buble.html' title='That&apos;s Life - Michael Buble'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-5957597531699333615</id><published>2007-05-14T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T11:27:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home - Michael Buble</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="65" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/O4Ax8WXsbX/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/O4Ax8WXsbX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="65" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer day&lt;br /&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe surrounded by A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fine baby, how are you?”&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aeroplane Another sunny place&lt;br /&gt;I’m lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I’m just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life&lt;br /&gt;It’s like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not come along with me&lt;br /&gt;That this is not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believed in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In even Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m surrounded by a million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let me go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I’m done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It will all be all right&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;song &lt;strong&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;from&lt;strong&gt; It's Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-5957597531699333615?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5957597531699333615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=5957597531699333615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5957597531699333615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5957597531699333615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/home-michael-buble.html' title='Home - Michael Buble'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2597055350528802402</id><published>2007-05-13T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T00:12:10.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've decided!</title><content type='html'>After 2 days of consideration, I've decided to retake napha test again on 23rd May and defer my enlistment date. Though I see nothing bad about going in earlier, but I've thought of something better to do in the extra one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to work after church retreat, and have an amount of money saved in my account before I go into army. Though haggai institute got no jobs for me now, but the supervisor told me they will need help in june. Having an amount saved in there will be more useful if needed, than the 400plus/mth from army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to celebrate my friends' and brother Billy's birthdays. Although these are enough reasons to get myself into army earlier and save money. But well, what's worth more?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta bring my training to a more intense level to ensure passing. It's still running I'm not confident of. haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;william tan, how do you always run and bath?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2597055350528802402?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2597055350528802402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2597055350528802402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2597055350528802402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2597055350528802402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-decided.html' title='I&apos;ve decided!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1464898284819962054</id><published>2007-05-09T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T11:47:26.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fail my napha again!!!</title><content type='html'>"God, am I supposed to go in one month earlier as there is works that you've prepared for me to do in there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking about this question after I failed my napha again. This time was due to my arms not being straight while doing my chin-ups. So I had done only 4 properly, and many more that is not counted. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether God has greater plans for me in the extra one month camp or should I just do my best and try again next week? According to the bible, I should try my best and give it another try.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got pretty lots of reason to pass i think. Have got vocal training coming up, a new dance session starting soon, hope to be there to sing with Sing choir on 30th june.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow by lots of birthdays coming up: Billy, Pamela, Jia Wei, Ka Tai, Bonnie and bla bla bla....Maybe I should go in army earlier to save money huh?hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and we know a new friend there! Jeremy, who just graduated from studying music. He's mostly busy on saturdays teaching piano, so can't get him to come fellowship too. Generally, he's a very pleasant guy. Do pray for him.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I failed my napha and it's quite demoralising, but it's still a blessed day at Toa Payoh stadium. And failing my napha gets me to go again and meet up with our new friend!=D God is so wonderful huh?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry guys, long post again,haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1464898284819962054?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1464898284819962054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1464898284819962054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1464898284819962054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1464898284819962054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-fail-my-napha-again.html' title='I fail my napha again!!!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-615402305740625494</id><published>2007-05-08T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:22:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So She Dances</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="65" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/BRMYm_9aLz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/BRMYm_9aLz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="65" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waltz when she walks in the room&lt;br /&gt;She blows back the hair from her face&lt;br /&gt;She turns to the window to sway in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Even her shadow has grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waltz for the girl out of reach&lt;br /&gt;She lifts her hands up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;She moves with the music&lt;br /&gt;The song is her lover&lt;br /&gt;The melody's making her cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she dances&lt;br /&gt;In and out of the crowd like a glance&lt;br /&gt;This romance is&lt;br /&gt;From afar calling me silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waltz for the chance I should take&lt;br /&gt;But how will I know where to start?&lt;br /&gt;She's spinning between constellations and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Her rhythm is my beating heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she dances&lt;br /&gt;In and out of the crowd like a glance&lt;br /&gt;This romance is&lt;br /&gt;From afar calling me silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on watching forever&lt;br /&gt;I give up this view just to tell her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes I can see&lt;br /&gt;The spotlights are bright on you and me&lt;br /&gt;We've got the floor&lt;br /&gt;And you're in my arms&lt;br /&gt;How could I ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she dances&lt;br /&gt;In and out of the crowd like a glance&lt;br /&gt;This romance is&lt;br /&gt;From afar calling me silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep on watching forever&lt;br /&gt;And I'm givin' up this view just to tell her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;song &lt;strong&gt;So She Dances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;Josh Groban&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;strong&gt;Awake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-615402305740625494?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/615402305740625494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=615402305740625494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/615402305740625494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/615402305740625494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-she-dances.html' title='So She Dances'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3784436823008077037</id><published>2007-05-03T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T13:48:08.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye doggies soon?</title><content type='html'>I have a feeling that we will be sending the 2 cute doggies back to their owner soon. As my family don't really have the time and energy to provide the kinda love and care that they needed. Most of us are always out of home actually. Lack of time, lack of energy, lack of knowledge. I guess it would be soon huh? hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3784436823008077037?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3784436823008077037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3784436823008077037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3784436823008077037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3784436823008077037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/goodbye-doggies-soon.html' title='Goodbye doggies soon?'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3827126086545594997</id><published>2007-05-01T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:26:15.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schnauzer!</title><content type='html'>The Miniature Schnauzer is reportedly a result of crosses between the Standard Schnauzer, the Affenpinscher and perhaps the Poodle. He is originally a German breed, named after the German word for muzzle, "Schnauze". The Miniature Schnauzer excels at killing rats, but today is mostly a popular and esteemed companion. It's height grows to less than 15 inches tall at the shoulder .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playful, happy and alert. Likes children. Demands time and companionship from his owner. Can be feisty with other dogs, putting on a show of superiority without necessarily intending to fight. This behavior can be dangerous for the Miniature Schnauzer, who will challenge even large dogs, sometimes bringing more trouble on himself than he really wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what. We've got double the trouble if that ever happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059563929951347346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/RjculmshIpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/axbpC0jU29g/s320/dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We just got them this morning! And we haven't decide on their names yet! Whoever reading this, help us out! They're sisters by the way,haha. Little details about them can be seen in &lt;a href="http://lalmostforgot.blogspot.com/"&gt;billy's blog&lt;/a&gt;.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3827126086545594997?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3827126086545594997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3827126086545594997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3827126086545594997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3827126086545594997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/05/schnauzer.html' title='Schnauzer!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/RjculmshIpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/axbpC0jU29g/s72-c/dogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-7811307309553362444</id><published>2007-04-26T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:47:26.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does not kill us makes us stronger</title><content type='html'>This is a sentence that is frequently revised among human for a very very long time. It was originally quoted from: Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900), in section two of his 1888 work "Ecce Homo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote here is paraphrased from his original: "was ihn nicht umbringt, macht ihn starker"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: "What does not kill him, makes him stronger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's end here with the history before it kills me. This sentence leads me to thinking of the trials and tribulations that God has placed throughout our lives. And clearly none of it kills us as we are reading this passage, and that we are all stronger people. But how so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of the difference between a superman and a normal man. And our superman here has never felt pain before as no swords nor bullets can ever hurt him. Whereas our normal man, has faced lots and lots of injuries ever since he fell for the first time when he was 1 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day, both superman and normal man got hurt (maybe he fell again). The feeling of pain ran vigorously through the nerves system and to the brain. The normal man, like the rest of us who are so used to getting hurt, stood up, rubbed his bruise and walked home to get his Hansaplast plaster. As for our superman, oh dear, has felt pain for his very first time in his entire life. He don't even know what to do with the skin dangling off his knee! He felt scared, nervous, helpless...like a baby. The fear in him is so much more than the pain on his knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God we are no superman. We are normal man, who stands up from the fall in our life and move on. With no fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God for all the good times and bad times, as none of these kills us, and makes us stronger every second.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-7811307309553362444?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7811307309553362444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=7811307309553362444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7811307309553362444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7811307309553362444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-does-not-kill-us-makes-us-stronger.html' title='What does not kill us makes us stronger'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8023247109833471649</id><published>2007-04-19T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:33:11.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got my enlistment letter!</title><content type='html'>woohoo! finally got my enlistment letter! shows that they didn't forget about me,haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my letter says I'm going in on the 14th June, 1030am. But I think I will just go retake my Napha test and defer my enlistment date till later. Cause' my brother says the one month of training might not be that tough for me, and my muscles might just become fats in there.hahaha, so I better just go in later to keep myself in shape for a longer period. Though I have better reasons to go in later=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's pass the test and postpone it! who's with me? None for now, haa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8023247109833471649?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8023247109833471649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8023247109833471649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8023247109833471649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8023247109833471649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/04/got-my-enlistment-letter.html' title='got my enlistment letter!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1305363376561480948</id><published>2007-04-15T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:18:17.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Worship</title><content type='html'>We had finally performed the dance that we had been practising for 2 weeks! It really feels great and wonderful to how I'm able to serve the Lord with my body. Think about how much I've trained my body to make other people bleed in the past, it's a miracle that I am now able to use it for something truly meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving Him really helps ourselves to see the grace of the Lord. Just about 8 months ago, I don't know a single thing about dance. Yet today, I am able to serve Him with my brother and sisters in dance. If not for the grace of God, how could I ever do it by myself? It''s all just so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song we danced today, "Heart of Worship", really brought me back from straying in the midst of nice songs, neglecting the true meaning of worship. Thank God for delivering me back to Him, to the heart of worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the music fades, all is stripped away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I simply come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Longing just to bring, something that's of worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That will bless your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;King of endless worth, no one could express&lt;br /&gt;How much you deserve&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm weak and poor, all I have is yours&lt;br /&gt;Every single breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bring you more than a song, for a song in itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is not what you have required&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You search much deeper within, through the way things appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're looking into my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's all about you, it's all about you Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the things I've made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When it's all about you, it's all about you Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1305363376561480948?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1305363376561480948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1305363376561480948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1305363376561480948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1305363376561480948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/04/heart-of-worship.html' title='Heart of Worship'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2448052722097208375</id><published>2007-04-12T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:58:04.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Convenant under the Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Have been told alot about the Promise of the Rainbow recently. Hearing testimonials about constantly reminded of God's promising us by the creation of rainbow, people hoping for a rainbow to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really touched by how God has been sticking to His promise of leading the way and taking care of us in our lives. And it's even more wonderful to see people around me walking with the promise of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我空虚的心灵, 终于不再流泪&lt;br /&gt;期待着雨后, 缤纷的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;叙说祢我的约定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不安的脚步, 终于可以停歇&lt;br /&gt;主祢已为我摆设了生命的盛宴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;与祢有约, 是永恒的约&lt;br /&gt;彩虹为证, 千古不变&lt;br /&gt;我要高歌, 为生命喜悦&lt;br /&gt;万物歌颂祢的慈爱, 大地诉说祢的恩典 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;song by 赞美之泉&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"And God said, This is the token of the covenant which I make between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for perpetual generations: I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth." Genesis 9:12-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2448052722097208375?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2448052722097208375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2448052722097208375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2448052722097208375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2448052722097208375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/04/promise-of-rainbow.html' title='The Convenant under the Rainbow'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8062565405321678345</id><published>2007-03-30T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:35:06.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed my Fitness test!</title><content type='html'>wahaha, just had my physical fitness test this morning. Was super satisfied with all my stations results, but sadly, I failed my 2.4 km run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will need to really train on running more before my next try, haven't been running for years!haa..my results was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pull up - 11&lt;br /&gt;sit up - 44&lt;br /&gt;sit&amp;reach - 50 cm&lt;br /&gt;standing  board jump - 265 cm&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run - 9.0 secs&lt;br /&gt;2.4 km run - Nil (cause' fail, they also lazy to time for me already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, so that's it! Next stop is at Toa Payoh. Gonna train harder this time round before taking the test!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8062565405321678345?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8062565405321678345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8062565405321678345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8062565405321678345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8062565405321678345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/failed-my-fitness-test.html' title='Failed my Fitness test!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-7658150548795267810</id><published>2007-03-23T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T21:40:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's without Love</title><content type='html'>In 1 Corinthians 13:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I speak in human and angelic tongues but do not have love, I am a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I have the gift of prophecy and comprehend all mysteries and all knowledge; if I have all faith so as to move mountains but do not have love, I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="v3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I give away everything I own, and if I hand my body over so that I may boast but do not have love, I gain nothing. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what right we do, it's meaningless without Love of God.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-7658150548795267810?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7658150548795267810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=7658150548795267810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7658150548795267810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7658150548795267810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/nothings-withour-love.html' title='Nothing&apos;s without Love'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6164358178541561239</id><published>2007-03-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T11:16:47.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think. Feel.</title><content type='html'>Recently hear alot of talks during my work. Great speakers with great minds that blesses people around. One talks about how we think affects how we feel, react and the attitude shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 1: A half cup of water was given to me. If I think "wah, only half cup of water, the person so stingy", and then I will have bad feelings and impression of the person, and show bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case 2: A half cup of water was given to me. If I think "wah, the person so good. Knows that I'm thirsty and gave me some water to drink." Then I will be feeling great and showing wonderful attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it goes like : Think -&gt; Feel -&gt; React -&gt; Attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the speaker continues. If we have God as the focus of our life, of our thinking. We will be naturally be showing the attitude that God wants us to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do we often think in the way the bible taught us to?=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6164358178541561239?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6164358178541561239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6164358178541561239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6164358178541561239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6164358178541561239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/think-feel.html' title='Think. Feel.'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1110663398198607010</id><published>2007-03-22T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:32:41.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To understand</title><content type='html'>We often been through alot of struggles and hard times, and hoping other people will understand how we feel. From there, we want the desire to be fulfilled. But we can't hold a gun and say "please care about how i feel and what I've been through, or else I'll shoot you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when our desire has not been met, we feel even sadder and more hopelessness. And some will try to have others to notice how hard they are struggling. Very often, this creates a negative result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in Jesus, where we have love, things are different. We naturally reach out to love and understand others even though we had alot of struggles ourselves. Those are God's love overflowing from us to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God put us through hard times, is so that we can understand those who are having it as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1110663398198607010?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1110663398198607010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1110663398198607010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1110663398198607010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1110663398198607010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-understand.html' title='To understand'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1469364957770645836</id><published>2007-03-21T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:07:48.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>真理 Vs 道理</title><content type='html'>Recently was working at a place where there all talks for christian leaders from around the globe. And they came across this topic of the crashes between 真理(truth) and 道理(reasoning) . The speaker gave a wonderful example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If one day I have an argument with my wife. I presented my thoughts with enough reasoning and it is pretty obvious she is wrong. And then she says: "Okay, you win. Let's divorce."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have win a reasoning, but lost a marriage. What use to have so much reasoning then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I follow the truth which the bible says. "Husband, love your wife." So even if I have done nothing wrong in this matter, I must apologize. Because the truth tells me to love, yet I choose winning an argument over loving my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When truth and reasoning crashes, what shall we follow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer is pretty obvious huh?haha and I like this one sentence of his most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"整天说要争一口气, 有口臭的你还要争" -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1469364957770645836?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1469364957770645836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1469364957770645836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1469364957770645836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1469364957770645836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/vs.html' title='真理 Vs 道理'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-642934723366554583</id><published>2007-03-15T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T02:03:58.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice show, funny part</title><content type='html'>Recently watched "300", it's a wonderful show with some funny parts. Here's my favourite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Leonidas (King of Spartan) and the Spartan warriors are on their way to war. Then, they met with their ally army troop, the Greeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Greek leader was disappointed with King Leonidas for bringing only 300 soldiers to war. And so King Leonidas asked the Greek warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You there, what's your occupation?" He asked a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They replied, "baker, potter, blacksmith, sculptor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Leonidas turned to his men and asked, "Spartans! What's your occupation?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spartan warriors: "hooo! hooo! hooo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself thinking, "so what's their occupation?" hahahahahaha-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King was as proud to those who look down on him and as humble to his people who followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Humility makes a warrior beautiful" - by Augustine (i guess, can't find out who exactly)=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-642934723366554583?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/642934723366554583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=642934723366554583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/642934723366554583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/642934723366554583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/nice-show-funny-part.html' title='Nice show, funny part'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2484147361137316040</id><published>2007-03-05T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:14:18.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voice in the midst of emptiness</title><content type='html'>There is always a period of time whereby some of us experiences emptiness in our mind. Such that during a discussion, a brainstorming session, an idea generating time and so forth, the mind just goes blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the face might look like "hmm...I'm thinking deeply...", but the mind is seriously blank. And in the midst of it, some of us will keep thinking "com'on, I gotta think of something man..", but nothing comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm experiencing that now, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad say he experienced it before too, that it often happens when we are too tired. So it is the best time to keep quiet and listen more to others and most importantly, God's words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we might just be thinking so much more than listening to what God is trying to tell us. In the midst of a wonderful time of emptiness, we hear the wonderful voice of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are we listening to the Lord's voice today?=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2484147361137316040?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2484147361137316040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2484147361137316040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2484147361137316040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2484147361137316040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/voice-in-midst-of-emptiness.html' title='voice in the midst of emptiness'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-292113466981100859</id><published>2007-03-03T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T04:01:45.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"One Last Cry" for a friend</title><content type='html'>Listening to Brian McKnight songs and browsing through friendster. Passed by my friend's account who passed away last year. It is 5 months after his death today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories flashed across my mind again, and they just won't stop. I'm feeling kinda lost right now, but I know God is with me and there will be peace in my heart. But nothing stops my tears, let's hope I will fall asleep after my eyes get really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go for my SP friend's birthday celebration tomorrow. I pray I will have more opportunities of bringing him to church, since I've missed some chances before I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that's happening now just reminds me to be more involved with my non-christian friends and spread the good words. Thank God for all these...tomorrow's celebration with my friend will be so much more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian McKnight's "One Last Cry":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;I gotta put you out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;For the very last time&lt;br /&gt;Been living a lie&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down, I guess I'm down&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down...I guess I'm down...&lt;br /&gt;To my last cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-292113466981100859?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/292113466981100859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=292113466981100859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/292113466981100859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/292113466981100859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-last-cry-for-friend.html' title='&quot;One Last Cry&quot; for a friend'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-5923695188634926423</id><published>2007-03-02T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T02:43:41.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good dreams last longer~</title><content type='html'>On tuesday, I dreamt I'm with my girlfriend. But I don't know who is the girl, just know she is very beautiful and is my girlfriend. haha, and I slept till 1 plus 2 in the afternoon=). Then I pray for the girl of my life. Wonder who she will be,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wedesday, I dreamt that I was working and facing problem with my works. I woke up at 1130am.-_-" Then I pray for my job in future, hope it's gonna be meaningful.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good dreams last longer, feel so good. But reality is even longer.-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God that good things in reality will feel better than in dreams! wahaha=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-5923695188634926423?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5923695188634926423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=5923695188634926423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5923695188634926423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5923695188634926423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-dreams-last-longer.html' title='Good dreams last longer~'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3348232762259856567</id><published>2007-02-26T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T20:12:46.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why am I nervous of doing what's right?</title><content type='html'>I was on the bus going home today, sitting right at the back of the bus. There were two girls in school uniforms sitting somewhere infront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teenage boarded the bus, and stood very near one of the girls despite there were so many many empty seats available. Then, the teenage was rubbing his groin against one of the girl's shoulder. Oh man, that's disgusting. He continued even though she pushed him away a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go to him and ask him to stay away from the girl. Then, he go to another girl and do the same thing. I said: "what are you doing? go away". Then the teenage got off the bus on the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized my heart was pumping very fast. It's not the first time I stood up for others who are strangers. But why do I feel so nervous to do something right? Feel so coward,haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But realize it's been the same for many people, that we all felt nervous to do a right thing for someone we don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I hope I can overcome this kinda feeling and simply do what's right without feeling weird or nervous next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3348232762259856567?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3348232762259856567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3348232762259856567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3348232762259856567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3348232762259856567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-am-i-nervous-of-doing-whats-right.html' title='why am I nervous of doing what&apos;s right?'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3809154650149677320</id><published>2007-02-25T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:57:14.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好无助...</title><content type='html'>今天和炽燃在唐人街玩寻宝游戏. 途中, 见到一个摩门教徒积极地向一个华人传道, 两人不停地交谈和讨论. 忽然觉得,自己在做什么...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当其他教徒在把握时机地传道时, 自己却在玩游戏. 当其他教徒在把握时机地传道时, 自己又只能站在一旁, 什么都做不到.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉好无助...眼看着一场属灵的战争,却束手无策.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;主啊, 求祢赐我智慧...让我知道在这些时候, 我能够为祢做什么...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3809154650149677320?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3809154650149677320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3809154650149677320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3809154650149677320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3809154650149677320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_25.html' title='好无助...'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-9178021971818035577</id><published>2007-02-23T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:49:57.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hero's Reality</title><content type='html'>Just watched Spiderman 1 recently. So interesting to have things like human evolution and a hero is being created out of an ordinary guy. This makes many of us thinks that it could happen to us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many boys will be fantasizing about having that superb body structure to win every fight, and being a hero to everyone around. But little did we notice, the deep struggles of loneliness deep inside every hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Spiderman 1, our hero fought with the green globin and killed him. Realizing after the fight, that this bad guy is his best friend's father. Shortly before the show ends, spiderman (Peter Parker) attended the funeral of the man whom he just killed. His best friend, Larry, swore to get revenge on spiderman who killed his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman did the right thing, everyone agrees. But who can he share with, about the feelings that he killed a man he once respected? He killed a man who is his best friend's father, how would it feel? Spiderman's best friend swore to get revenge on himself, how will it end up to be? In all this, Spiderman has got no one to share his struggles with. He take it all on himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super hero will end up knowing the bad guy's family background, sympatize them and faces struggles to defeat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before we all start to think about ourselves as a super hero next time, think about how much can we face emotional struggles. We might even find ourselves blessed to be an ordinary person and no need to care so much about bad guys. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Great powers comes with great responsibility" - Uncle Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-9178021971818035577?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9178021971818035577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=9178021971818035577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/9178021971818035577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/9178021971818035577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/02/heros-reality.html' title='A Hero&apos;s Reality'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1535133157491030045</id><published>2007-02-19T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T15:23:26.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一个假设性的问题</title><content type='html'>Thanks to those who responded, haha..have some interesting ones that I've never thought before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor said: i will be sad , but sadness won't helps. So i guess i will be focus &amp; have my best !我的心情 ? haha.....乐观的 ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian said: Just do my job lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy said: Just fulfil my job, cause' if not nice then have to redo again anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend A said: Pass it to someone else to do. Don't wanna face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend B said: Don't care. Do then give the girl myself. (li hai, I never thought of this.-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy said: Just do my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy said: Do my best for this one, and hopes the girl knows who did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all! haha the nice thing I found out is that I had the same thinking as my dad, even to the last sentence. Cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess as christians, we learn to focus on love than hate. The answers I received more or less revealed that too. And I think it's true that we all should focus on love and forget about the person we hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesus said: "You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, all your mind, and all your strength.' The second is equally important: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' No other commandment is greater than these. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1535133157491030045?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1535133157491030045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1535133157491030045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1535133157491030045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1535133157491030045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_19.html' title='一个假设性的问题'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8182802016734814523</id><published>2007-02-15T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:24:33.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一个假设性的问题</title><content type='html'>这几天插花的时候, 突然想到一个假设性的问题:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假设,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for guys: 你插的一束花, 是卖给一个你恨的人, 却是送给一个你爱的人. 你会以什么心情去插这一束花?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for girls: 你插的一束花, 是卖给一个爱的人, 却是送给一个你恨的人. 你会以什么心情去插这一束花?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do comment in this blog or to me personally, all responses will be shown in the next post.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8182802016734814523?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8182802016734814523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8182802016734814523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8182802016734814523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8182802016734814523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='一个假设性的问题'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-4384712044611442680</id><published>2007-02-08T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:36:21.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Just a sudden thought that reminded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any bitterness or unhappiness at anyone about anything at all? Did they just make my day bad, and I just make my day badder by thinking about it over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or did I just give up the feel of unhappiness, and forgive them of how they might have offended me? Not compromising, but forgiving and talking to them nicely without getting personal...Did I do that recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, questions are more powerful than answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really set us thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I forgive easily, or hold on to anger stubbornly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Through the work of the Holy Spirit...Thank God...I do. and still trying=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-4384712044611442680?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4384712044611442680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=4384712044611442680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4384712044611442680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4384712044611442680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/02/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-7822392846147389204</id><published>2007-02-04T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:31:35.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JTTW screening</title><content type='html'>Had the Jesus Take the Wheel musical screening today! It was great meeting up with the other dancers all together again! We had the video, the photos and food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice to see ourselves performing on the stage, cause' we've never know how the whole show looks like. The whole show was really great. Was looking forward to see how Naomi, Zifeng, Yue Tong and me will look like in the duet dance, but the video only captured the zoom up of the singer.hahhaa. but well, the dance will remain in our heart=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos taken were great! Artistic &amp; Nice. Although many say that $28 for the photos are expensive, I think it's worth it. Hope can get the pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really great while looking back at this musical. Thinking of all the people we met, the times we been through and the hardwork we all put in. God is really amazing in building His people together through His works. Really pray that we can continue to serve Him as a church, as a body. So great to see the unity between the QBC members and the ACJC dancers as well. Thank God for everything.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His time, all things are good.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-7822392846147389204?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7822392846147389204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=7822392846147389204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7822392846147389204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7822392846147389204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/02/jttw-screening.html' title='JTTW screening'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-4057322501247755845</id><published>2007-01-29T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:20:32.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The clouds are clear!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, thanks for all your prayers. I am going to graduate!! The clouds are cleared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning and received an sms from my lecturer, saying that she had settled the problem for me. I'm so glad to hear that from her, really thank God for all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's been a troubling weekend over this matter, somehow I had peace in my heart. As I told some of my friends, I somehow feel that this thing will be settled. Being able to feel so peaceful, all honor belongs to God. If I had not depended on Him, trusted my life in Him, I would not have felt so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so amazing that from the beginning till the very end of my polytechnic life, I am able to have so many things to tell others which glorifies Him. It has been a blessed 3 years.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone again for your prayers and concerns. Glory to God=).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-4057322501247755845?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4057322501247755845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=4057322501247755845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4057322501247755845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/4057322501247755845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/clouds-are-clear.html' title='The clouds are clear!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6067370155078541179</id><published>2007-01-26T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:32:29.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need your prayers=)</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I have just finally ended my 4 months internship program. In the process, I took an approved 4 days leave for taking part in Jesus Take the Wheel musical, 3.5 days of medical leave, and 2 days off requested by the school to go back school for my project exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i've got a problem, I exceeded the absence limit by 0.5 days. And I am facing a possibility of failing my internship and gotta take another semester of attachment. Alot of details and loopholes in the school's system has created alot of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need prayers about this matter guys. I personally don't want to stay for another semester and spend another few thousand dollars of school fees. But I never know what does God wants.. So please pray for me an obedient heart if things really doesn't work out. Thank you.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all that happens glorifies His almighty name.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6067370155078541179?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6067370155078541179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6067370155078541179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6067370155078541179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6067370155078541179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-your-prayers.html' title='I need your prayers=)'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3375060089201316964</id><published>2007-01-24T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T14:15:10.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply have Faith</title><content type='html'>I had a simple lunch with Naomi, Karen &amp; Isaac today. It was wonderful, we had wonderful Korean food, wonderful accompanies, wonderful conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a talk about having faith in the Lord. I realized we often take it too heavily, too deeply and making alot of assumptions of how faith should be like. Or sometimes we would just not have the faith...that was mainly because we were "having" faith by our own understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having faith is simpler than we think. The bible simply said, "Do not be afraid! Just have faith". I'm not saying that we can just leave our projects alone and have faith that things will turn out fine. We are to simply do our projects, without a tint of being scared. Because we all know that God upholds everything in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is happening all around the world, that people are getting healed instantly! A man who was blind for all his life suddenly gets healed in a snap? Are we so blind to ignore all these that is happening? Our God is so amazingly amazing! If we still not have faith in Him, we are just one of those in the bible, standing a distance from Jesus even after seeing His miracles. We just need to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such things that are impossible in human are already so possible in God. What more about our daily life?Our projects, our health, our work and everything... An abundant life is not having the bad things away from us, but is to have faith in Him that all will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I might end up going into details and long passage again. So the moral of this entry, is to simply have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Question to ask: Are we really giving our all to God and simply have faith in Him? As in, totally?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3375060089201316964?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3375060089201316964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3375060089201316964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3375060089201316964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3375060089201316964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/simply-have-faith.html' title='Simply have Faith'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-7695960455060927998</id><published>2007-01-23T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T18:05:29.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ITP coming to an End~</title><content type='html'>My internship is finally coming to an end! Felt quite accomplished to have finished some projects during my times in office! Let's list them down below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My company's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- company website. visit &lt;a href="http://www.wanhe.org"&gt;www.wanhe.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friend's and church's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joeyee Watt's 3d animation project&lt;br /&gt;- Ping Ping's vespa&lt;br /&gt;- Church's Zha Gen cover design&lt;br /&gt;- Serene's BF namecard&lt;br /&gt;- Felicia's 3d animation project (left rendering)&lt;br /&gt;- Vivian's Ogawa shop, 3d project&lt;br /&gt;- Daniel's website (still not completed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Thank God for this company that I could be a blessing to my friends! And because of being able to knock off on time and take leaves on some days, I was able to go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jesus Take the Wheel Musical!&lt;br /&gt;- Glowing meetings&lt;br /&gt;- dance practises for Jesus Take the Wheel musical&lt;br /&gt;- dinner with alot of friends!&lt;br /&gt;- Sing practises&lt;br /&gt;- home and rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information, I didn't choose this company for my internship. I was sent here. Really thank God for all the times I could use to serve Him and others during my ITP!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Count down on msn on the 25th Jan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-7695960455060927998?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7695960455060927998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=7695960455060927998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7695960455060927998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7695960455060927998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-itp-coming-to-end.html' title='My ITP coming to an End~'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-7580436660206674998</id><published>2007-01-20T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:04:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when we pray, we are humbled.</title><content type='html'>We need to be humble to pray. None of us go ask a favor of someone without humbling ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be reminded, we do not humble down ourselves. It's the spirit of the Lord who humbles us when we come before Him. For we all know how great and mighty is He.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a cycle: we are humble to pray to Him, and even humbled further while praying in Him. It is just another never-ending goodness of the Lord.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the proud will be humbled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-7580436660206674998?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7580436660206674998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=7580436660206674998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7580436660206674998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7580436660206674998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-we-pray-we-are-humbled.html' title='when we pray, we are humbled.'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2731204381804743336</id><published>2007-01-19T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T15:38:22.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another long post-_-"</title><content type='html'>While walking to buy lunch, a flash of thought just came through my mind, and there are suddenly 2 points I needa learn through this time of trial. (so random aye?-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: I needa learn to live as a christian even in times of weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that many of us naturally hope others to understand how we feel and let us be what we are for the moment. Personally, I feel that I should continue to reach out and understand more about how others feel. Even though I might need some love from others at the moment, but isn't Christ love in me already overflowing so much that there actually isn't room for more? Not saying that we shouldn't express our feelings to others, we can...but our focus is about loving others=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 2 people are down at the same time, and expect each other to understand how themselves feel, there will be no act of love or encouragement, just pure waiting for the other party to do something. So if we could learn to continue to give and love others even when we are feeling down, isn't it a wonderful picture whereby everyone is actually getting what they deeply needed?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: God has given me enough strength to stand before He lets me fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling down is where we can learn and stand up again. As God watches over our every step, He has actually given us the grace and strength to go through the falling down times and stand up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us may have dwelt deeper into the situation, feeling even sadder that we were still not standing up. Understandable, but since we are relying on God to stand up, we are going to do it in His time, not ours. We will stand up eventually in His grace. So I asked myself, "Why the panick? You haven't even finished your lesson!" (for those who are confused here, "lesson" meaning what God wants me to learn through the falling down process. haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm still learning to think more of others even when I'm feeling down; and not to worry at all as I am already blessed with His strength to withstand the fall down impact.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes, God simply speaks to us through a flash of thought in our minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2731204381804743336?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2731204381804743336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2731204381804743336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2731204381804743336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2731204381804743336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-long-post.html' title='Another long post-_-&quot;'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6746209728722607860</id><published>2007-01-19T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:06:34.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These few days~</title><content type='html'>My dear brothers and sisters in Christ, I will need your prayers and support. After a few days of resting at home, I suddenly realized I became more easily agitated or unhappy over very small matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going on, I really need God to give me strength to stand up from this weakness again. It is scary that I don't know how long will this last, and how my temper will affect those around me. So please forgive me if I ever get annoyed or seem unhappy for nothing! I'm so so weak right now...please pray for me. Thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need You, Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6746209728722607860?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6746209728722607860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6746209728722607860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6746209728722607860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6746209728722607860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/these-few-days.html' title='These few days~'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-1386056067496000728</id><published>2007-01-17T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T10:51:53.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2nd time I dreamt of my friend...</title><content type='html'>This is the second time I dreamt of my passed away friend. Similar to the first, he was alive again for don't know what reason. I even slapped myself in the dream to ask whether I'm dreaming. Sadly, I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sense of regret and guilt roamed over me once more. Although I've accepted the fact that he's in long sleep, but deep inside me, really hopes to see him alive again. Really hope for a second chance, to spread gospel to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything but cry, and I pray to God for mercy over his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I had become too reckless lately, and God again uses His most efficient way to light up the flame in my heart again. I want to stand up for Him. Live for Him. Die for Him. Absolutely anything that glorifies His name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, I pray that you are in peace and that God will have mercy over your soul...I miss you my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't do anything anymore, but I know...God can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-1386056067496000728?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1386056067496000728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=1386056067496000728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1386056067496000728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/1386056067496000728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/2nd-time-i-dreamt-of-my-friend.html' title='The 2nd time I dreamt of my friend...'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-8839837803656522361</id><published>2007-01-16T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T09:31:13.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story behind 3 front teeth</title><content type='html'>I suddenly realized there are quite a number of people who have no idea about why I named my blog "3 front teeth". Therefore, I am gonna explain the story behind it.=) (might be quite long again,haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time...well, right after my O's... I noticed myself being not loving enough towards my parents. I know I should, but I just don't feel the love I have for them or don't see love through my actions to them. And so, I prayed: "Lord, I know I love my parents. But I don't feel it in my heart. Teach me, Lord, to love them more." And about 3 months passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th March 2004, Sunday. I went for overseas taekwondo training with my instructors to Kuala Lumpur. Although my mum had her worries, but I ignored it as I'm overwhelmed by my own anxiety. In a sparring section, I was picked to spar with a guy as tall as me. Guess what, he is Malaysian national youth champion, and SEA games youth champion. Oh my....and I didn't even know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, he kicked me at the back of my head making my helmet spin. I stopped to adjust, thinking that he would stop too. As I adjusted, his leg rammed into my face, causing one of my lower front teeth to come out completely, and other three bent inwards horribly. Oh, and a lump of lips were dangling too.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't angry at all. I had the mentality that I have to endure such consequences if I want to excel in Taekwondo.  I keep thinking that I am a man, I can take this pain, and after I recover, I will return to Taekwondo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Singapore, I still stood strong and felt no sadness in myself. Until one day, pastors, uncles and aunties from QBC came to visit me...and for the first time in my life, I saw my mum broke into tears. At that moment, my strong mentality collasped and I cried too. And actually a week later, 20th march, is my father's birthday too. I felt so regretful that this had happened. Now did I realised, how self-centered I was in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this incident, I learnt to cherish my parents and promised not to break their hears again. Thank God for leading me through 3 months of hard recovery times, and giving me the time to pick up learning guitar to serve Him more.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that after 3 months, the gap between my teeth closed up, leaving 3 strong lower front teeth, and a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh man, another messy post-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-8839837803656522361?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8839837803656522361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=8839837803656522361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8839837803656522361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/8839837803656522361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/story-behind-3-front-teeth.html' title='The story behind 3 front teeth'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-2932640252567875843</id><published>2007-01-12T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T12:15:21.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must see price first!</title><content type='html'>Through this few days of rain, I couldn't get down to lau pa sat to buy my favourite $3 char siew rice. So today I said I must eat char siew! Then I pass by a Hong Kong store selling Hong Kong food. Nice place, nice smell.....means nice char siew=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without 2nd thought, I go to the counter and ordered a char siew rice and a cold ying yuan. Stupid me that I should see the price first, it's $4.80 for the char siew rice and $2 for my ying yuan! Oh man! I spent $6.80 today when I'm planning to spend only $3! So expensive.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, despite of the expensiveness, the food is good, the drink is good...and so today's lunch is good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank God for good food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-2932640252567875843?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2932640252567875843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=2932640252567875843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2932640252567875843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/2932640252567875843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/must-see-price-first.html' title='must see price first!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6683530160870066266</id><published>2007-01-11T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T10:00:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-1, 0, +1</title><content type='html'>I recently realized I always like to use an equation as an example to explain some theories. Which is "-1, 0, +1"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been using it on alot of different aspects of theories, such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinning against God: -1&lt;br /&gt;being netural:             0&lt;br /&gt;doing good:                +1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this equation, i'm able to see clearer that God wants &lt;strong&gt;+1&lt;/strong&gt; from christians, yet we are only at &lt;strong&gt;0 &lt;/strong&gt;most of the times. There is another way of using this equation too, such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dependant on parents:       -1&lt;br /&gt;getting more independant: 0&lt;br /&gt;giving to our parents:        +1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this equation sort of describes the growing stages of a person i guess. In -1, we are still young and depends on our parents; In 0, during our teenage years, we start to become more independant and do things ourselves. In +1, when we grew up (or maybe some of us don't=p), we learn to appreciate our parents and start giving to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little equation teaches me to have a clearer view of many things, and the growing stages of a person (or maybe this only applies to myself-_-"). Most importantly, i thank God for the wisdom to understand more. And no matter how many +1 or -1 we have... He still loves us with His everlasting love.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again, thank God for giving us love=).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6683530160870066266?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6683530160870066266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6683530160870066266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6683530160870066266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6683530160870066266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/1-0-1.html' title='-1, 0, +1'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6353919853302594823</id><published>2007-01-08T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:32:39.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>恩爱夫妻营</title><content type='html'>Many weeks ago, my parents went for 恩爱夫妻营. It was truly a blessing indeed, as somehow there were some difficulties for them to go. But God provides with our needs and this is the kind of time whereby God's glory is seen true the weakness of human.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they came back, my father had a wonderful sharing with me about his experience. On that night, thoughts flooded into my head and I decided to type a passage out with some additions of my own thoughts. And now I decided to show it to you all!=) Sorry people that this is gonna be long and it's in chinese!hahaha..Bear with it, this one is really nice.=) (i think la=p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"我爸妈昨天从&lt;&lt;恩爱夫妻营&gt;&gt; 回来, 真高兴他们能平安快乐地回到家里. 这营会是为了更新已婚夫妇之间的感情, 学习如何更爱对方. 是个相当有意义的营会! 今晚, 我爸爸跟我分享了许许多多的经历与得着...当初, 许多已去过这营会的夫妇们, 都提醒我爸爸带多一点纸巾. 他却不以为然. 因他一向来都能够摆出一副有自信, 坚强男人的模样. 他也大概想到会在这营会中做什么, 也预备好了心情和要说的话. 虽然他最后还是带了纸巾,却是为了妈妈而带的. 他以为已经预料了会有什么,但事实上...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先,夫妻们要四目交投. 这就已经造成少许的不好意思. 然后,夫妻之间要有多一些含有"感激"素质的话. 就如我爸爸说的 :"这29年来, 谢谢妳为我和这个家付出了这么多. 也因为我, 妳必须去工作贴补家用. 虽然看似理所当然, 而妳又从来没有发过任何怨言, 依然默默地在我身边支持我. 多谢妳." 这么简单又平凡的一句话, 给这对度过29年婚姻的夫妇, 开启了封闭已久的心门. 这门叫作 "心底最深的感情".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后, 双方要有次序地, 诚实地"认罪". 一向来都是男人带头, 所以就以男人先开始讲. 而当一方在认罪的时候, 另一方只能耐心聆听, 不能追究. 因为过去的事就算了, 只要你爱的人最终肯坦白说声"对不起", 一切都不再重要了. 在这时刻, 男人都必须放下自己的尊严, 放弃自己最刚强的一面...并以最诚实的心, 说出积在心中的内疚与感叹. 在说的过程中, 个人的心中都百感交集. 说的人面对着感情的"释放", 也因为发现自己如何伤害了自己最爱的人而心酸. 顿时之间, 室内弥漫着带有后悔的哭泣声. 纵然周围都坐着其他的夫妇, 也无所谓了. 隐藏了29年的感情, 足够为二人创造出一个只属于他们的空间,只有彼此的世界. 许多人长久以来寻求的浪漫, 原来是如此的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人流着眼泪道歉时, 深爱的女人看着他. 轻轻的说了一句: "不用紧, 我原谅你. 我爱你."&lt;br /&gt;室内的气氛似乎到达最高峰时, 爱情如魔术般地又把一切带上更高一层. 简短的一句话, 充满了29年的爱与接纳. 看到一个如此爱自己的人, 男人又幸福又内疚, 沉浸在喜与悲的哭泣声之中.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29年的婚姻, 3天内被更新了. 曾经听说一句话 "An everlasting relationship is to fall in love with the person over and over again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;黑仔"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Lord for giving us love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6353919853302594823?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6353919853302594823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6353919853302594823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6353919853302594823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6353919853302594823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='恩爱夫妻营'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-354189338218960947</id><published>2007-01-07T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:37:54.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow our hearts~</title><content type='html'>Today we had a small discussion together as a fellowship. And before we had our starting prayer, Li'er said "Let's bow our hearts..". Everyone laughed, because she originally wanted to say "Let's bow our heads."  But this thought, flashed across my mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowing of our heads, is a sign of humbling ourselves, reverence and respect the our God. And since we are praying with our hearts, humbling our hearts before our Lord is really very important. As prayers change our hearts, we need to be humble to be changed by the Lord. Therefore, instead of just bowing heads, bowing of our hearts in front of the Lord is so far more important.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may we learn to bow our hearts before God in prayers.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-354189338218960947?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/354189338218960947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=354189338218960947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/354189338218960947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/354189338218960947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/bow-our-hearts.html' title='Bow our hearts~'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-7645088259417230473</id><published>2007-01-05T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:02:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short post~</title><content type='html'>I think I should start writing some short posts for the convenient of my friends who are reading my blog, haha=p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great, we recorded 6 songs in one day! Before I stepped into the studio, I actually stood outside to pray about this recording. Partly I was worried I will become a burden for my friends in the recording, those who know me well knows why. But more importantly, really pray that this recording can spread the words of God and touch more souls. And the songs will be broadcasting on radio in Indonesia! So it's gonna be cool how God has blessed us with technology to serve His people overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end the recording went on greatly! Even though we had faults here and there along the way, but really can see the grace of the Lord working in us. I'm not sure about the others, but for me, this is my first time being successful in playing the guitar or singing for recording songs. And it all happened simply because I prayed this time=). Humbling oneself to rely on the Lord shall gain strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this one not consider long, actually still got more to say. Oh well, pray that this short entry be a reminder to myself and others too!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-7645088259417230473?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7645088259417230473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=7645088259417230473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7645088259417230473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/7645088259417230473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/short-post.html' title='A short post~'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-5739845753630111264</id><published>2007-01-03T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T16:58:47.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith crisis.</title><content type='html'>I have been facing faith crisis for the past 2 days, couldn't concentrate in praying or reading the Lord's words, or hearing the Father's voice. The emotions and thoughts were mainly pointing towards myself, and not focusing my life upon Jesus. Have been very lost and trying to find my way back, and feel like how i felt before when my life was so filled with God's grace. Not that God's grace is not filling my life now, just that I didn't turn and notice it with me. After having a God blessed lunch with Naomi, I'm willing to pick up myself again. I mean, willing to let the Lord pick me up. Now that I realize I shouldn't be looking back and hoping to be like last time, cause' I will never grow in that way. I should depend on the Lord and move forward. That will be the way that I grow in Him through the good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny thought just came across. Imagine a person fell down on the floor. And while the person is on the floor, he keep thinking of going back to when he was walking before the fall. But that will never happen, because no one can dive upwards and backwards right? The only way to walk again, is to move forward and stand up! If not he will just continue to lie flat on the floor. I think that could relate to our spiritual life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of being the person that God wants me to be, and end up I am actually living a life that I thought God wants me to be. Not really exactly what He wanted. I have always been listening and reading His words, and thinking, "oh, I shall live a life like that, and God will be so happy and will keep on blessing me with His words." I realised that was only partly true. Cause' no matter I live a life that pleases Him anot, He will still love me as I am and blesses me with an abundunt life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for simply giving me the sudden feeling of asking this sister of Christ out for lunch, and through her, He told me how much He had loved me and will love me for eternity. Now that I know clearer, every single big or small things in life, happens in a way that God blesses us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I suddenly got a new LG chocolate phone for free, I made alot of superb friends in the past few weeks, I got a new hp pouch and a strip hanging there for Christmas exchange...so many many things that God had blessed me with, yet I only focused on what I should do for the Lord and neglected the importance of counting my blessings and give thanks to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I wasn't giving thanks to Him, I simply take all the things that were given to me as if life is about give and take. Leaving out the thought that there is one great One above blessing us all with such things. God is a all rounded God. He blesses us with His words, with people around us, with materials and breathe for everyday. With regards to no matter how we much we did for Him, He still loves and blesses us everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions simply poured out as I'm typing. Find this entry very messy and repetitive everywhere. But this is currently how I feel and what I wished to say, there is a reason why I feel this way and typed this way today. God has His plans in everything, including my weakness in typing an entry today.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Lord for bringing back from the wild~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-5739845753630111264?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5739845753630111264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=5739845753630111264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5739845753630111264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/5739845753630111264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/faith-crisis.html' title='Faith crisis.'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-3449297908667392320</id><published>2007-01-01T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:37:38.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2006 + Year 2007!</title><content type='html'>It was 31st of December 2006, a night of Thanksgiving in church. It was only after an hour of sharings, then I prayed and walked up to the front of the auditorium and gave my thanks to the Lord.=) I've shared about my friend, Low Choon Yang, who passed away in October 2006. It was a lesson for me to learn, the urgency of spreading gospel to my friends before they pass away like him. I had so much so much that I wanna share with him but there were no more chances. I just wanna write it down here and I pray that God will deliver the message of my heart to this dear friend of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've shared about you my friend. I tried to hold back my tears but I failed. I recalled the times we shared and teared together, how so regretful am I to have not share about Jesus with you. I still feel guilty as I really don't know where will God let you be, I pray that you would forgive me. Thank you for being a friend in my life, your good natures woke my christian values up alot of times without you actually knowing. Really thank God for you. I'll never forget you and the lessons that I learnt which cost a life. I pray that God will have mercy on your soul, though I know God has His rules and will not change for anyone. but I still do pray so....I miss you my friend, may God bless your soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a then a great count down in church, with everyone going crazy and jumping around and singing praises to the Lord. Imagine we are going to be like that in heaven everyday next time. Haha....That'll be so cool. Thank God for a wonderful united church=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's 2007!! Came back home from Sunny's house, not tired at all and planning to go stay over again to have a real good chat this night. While waiting for the night to come, I made a prayer and God is already doing miracles. I wrote a new song! Though it's only the notes and some words here and there, but that is so amazing! I had no music foundation yet God's grace have been flowing through me. It's a wonderful experience and I pray that this song can bless everyone around in all ways that God wants it to be=). Gonna let maybe Zhiyang or Lydia to brush it up a little i guess, and see how will the whole song sounds like. This is so exciting! Thank you Lord for giving us music=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Meaning of a song is in the words, not the tune. But the tune brightens up the spirit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-3449297908667392320?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3449297908667392320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=3449297908667392320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3449297908667392320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/3449297908667392320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2007/01/thanksgiving-2006-year-2007.html' title='Thanksgiving 2006 + Year 2007!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35471637.post-6917632062318246353</id><published>2006-12-30T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:56:57.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm finally blogging after a long long time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Waoh, I've finally got myself to blog once more! I believe this is under the encouragement of the Holy Spirit of God that got me to write down my thoughts and not be lazy! There was a sister in Christ just encouraged me recently to start writing down my thoughts and lessons that God wanted me to learn. "Alright, I'll try" I said, but i dragged for 2 weeks already, haha. Just starting to realize that God has been teaching me alot yet I haven't been sharing much with others about it. Sorry God, I have been lazy all the while. I pray that God will continue to guide me with His words that blesses me and the people around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Let's start! Last night we had Thanksgiving during the Glowing camp. The camp was greatly lead by the Lord, who uses our dear camp committee members (Li'er, Vivian, Jia Wei) to the fullest! They all did a great job! Even though I was there only at night, but I can feel the bonding between every brothers and sisters and the presence of God filling the room. It's so cool to see God's grace flowing through us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Shall talk about the Thanksgiving, haha! It lasted 4 hours and all of us were like falling asleep near the end of it. But even so, everyone still had their thankful heart awaken. It was a heartening sharing between all. We laughed, cried, and shared our lives and struggles. The bond is there, the trust is there, and most importantly, God's love is within the house filling up every corner of the room! Really thankful to those who shared about me, I had never knew God had used me to bless you guys through ways that I don't even notice. Really thank God for using me and let His grace flow through where I'm weakest. Thank you Lord~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It has been wonderful many years in Glowing, I thank you all for tolerating the me in the past that is so horrible when I look back at myself in the past. I can't believe how you guys can stand me man, haha. I dislike the past me so much that I keep praying to change. Yet you all loved me as I am, just like how God loves us as we are. Thank you all for being part of life. This is truly great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I pray that Glowing will continue to grow and glow in the Lord, and be the light to our friends and families. Continue to live with love and patience, and walking every step by faith. I pray that we will have wisdom, to find reasons not to defend ourselves, but to love others more. In Christ, we all have good reasons to love others. Glory to God? Amen! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35471637-6917632062318246353?l=3fronteeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6917632062318246353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35471637&amp;postID=6917632062318246353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6917632062318246353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35471637/posts/default/6917632062318246353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3fronteeth.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-finally-blogging-after-long-long.html' title='I&apos;m finally blogging after a long long time!!'/><author><name>ah black</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17561117691356642906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fZ2jN5Cj7F0/SBWhMK7stmI/AAAAAAAAAAY/smOBhCybb6c/S220/P1080614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
