<?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-26921379</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:53:44.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overflow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-5557728744845854852</id><published>2006-12-21T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:58:07.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan</title><content type='html'>aight peeps, i've returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO im here to post abt Japan.&lt;br /&gt;bear with me for today, lots of pictures and boring explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, rmb to listen to the song just above my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the airport, had a great flight. was freezing cold la.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we hvnt gotten used to the temp yet or smth, but i was shivering for sure.&lt;br /&gt;So we set off from Fukuoka Airport to Kagoshima.&lt;br /&gt;Volcanic centre was the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;behold, SAKURAJIMA (the name of the volcano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnj1M_BuPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QSiMDb9DQA4/s1600-h/DSCF2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnj1M_BuPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QSiMDb9DQA4/s320/DSCF2525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010786563584538866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright maybe tt's just the scale model. lol. but we cldnt visit the real volcano, obviously cos its still active. and due to some unforseen circumstances, i didnt get to capture a shot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, we visited the hotspring that burst forth from this active volcano.&lt;br /&gt;but the teachers didn't want to go for the full body hot spring (thank goodness).&lt;br /&gt;so, we went for the foot bath instead.&lt;br /&gt;well, all i can say is "ATSUI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;means hot is japanese (nihon-go)&lt;br /&gt;my goodness, i tell u, the water was absolutely scalding!&lt;br /&gt;especially when we're in a cold country, where our feet are frozen to the point of frost bite.&lt;br /&gt;alright alright, so i'm exaggerating, but yeah, u get the point (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnlBs_BuQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VRy3j22Hbbk/s1600-h/DSCF2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnlBs_BuQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VRy3j22Hbbk/s320/DSCF2540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010787877844531458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, sueann's leg on the extreme left, middle (me), right - dinisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pictures of them at the footbath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnlcs_BuRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/GZ8Lol0LAas/s1600-h/DSCF2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnlcs_BuRI/AAAAAAAAAAc/GZ8Lol0LAas/s320/DSCF2542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010788341700999442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never fathom how in the world they can maintain that smile, when their feet were literally cooking in the footbath. Girls~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so tt was all for today.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we made our way to the Osumi Youth Hostel afterwhich.&lt;br /&gt;guess wat? its located high up in the mountains. and the road leading to it, is dark and windy.&lt;br /&gt;if something happened to us, we would be SO FAR away from civilisation and most importantly, HELP.&lt;br /&gt;so we didn't even get a tinge of reception. great news for our ever so concerned parents (: kidding!&lt;br /&gt;this is also the day where we experience the real Japanese bath.&lt;br /&gt;everyone of the boys were naked, which we will eventually experience when we get to the army.&lt;br /&gt;but this was with a group of boys aged from 15-17. so naturally, it would be noisy and whiny.&lt;br /&gt;the hotbath we must soak ourselves in after each bath, was the same as the footbath.&lt;br /&gt;ATSUI~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we wonder why japs have real good skin complexion. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Uchinoura Space Centre!&lt;br /&gt;it was real nice, cos no1's gona go there anymore!&lt;br /&gt;lol, they are going to relocate the Space Centre to somewhere else, so no member of the public can enter.&lt;br /&gt;and fyi, it's still up and running, its not some run-down space centre.&lt;br /&gt;so here you go folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnojs_BuSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uSXqNVf9qiU/s1600-h/DSCF2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnojs_BuSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uSXqNVf9qiU/s320/DSCF2565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010791760494967074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Oh!&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload cute pictures of Miss Yew and Miss Rabiah.&lt;br /&gt;hope they don't find out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnpxs_BuTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/a0NI8OspDMU/s1600-h/DSCF2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnpxs_BuTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/a0NI8OspDMU/s320/DSCF2563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010793100524763442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ain't that lovely (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to speed things up a lil.&lt;br /&gt;Obi castle next, cherry blossom dyeing.&lt;br /&gt;den tangerine farm it was.&lt;br /&gt;plucked loads of tangerines. just lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnsqs_BuUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tCG0hxmflDA/s1600-h/DSCF2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnsqs_BuUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tCG0hxmflDA/s320/DSCF2584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010796278800562498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enoch stirring his handkerchief in the bucket of dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miike Youth Centre for the following nights.&lt;br /&gt;real fun time watching couples play soccer (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;14 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimono for today.&lt;br /&gt;didn't leave the youth centre.&lt;br /&gt;had tea ceremony and arts and crafts session.&lt;br /&gt;made a keychain, snake-like finger locking toy (lol) and a pair of kimono wrapped around seashells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnxl8_BuVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dVvki3fbEno/s1600-h/DSCF2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnxl8_BuVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dVvki3fbEno/s320/DSCF2611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010801694754322770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, the two most popular guys in the group.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;but we were part of the trio who were oh-so charming.&lt;br /&gt;Kenny was the "player" and the top lady-killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT.&lt;br /&gt;tts all for today.&lt;br /&gt;the trying on of kimono took the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;but all the ladies looked lovely.&lt;br /&gt;so did all the guys. macho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;15 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting of our host!!!&lt;br /&gt;but 1st we had a speech and a tour ard school.&lt;br /&gt;which was indefinitely MY kinda tour. lol.&lt;br /&gt;everywhere i went.&lt;br /&gt;girls just shouted "Chan Kai Chin"!!!&lt;br /&gt;im serious, no boasting or wat-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;ask every1 if u find me unreliable.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how the girls in the sch would know my name and my face.&lt;br /&gt;but i know one thing for sure. they found me Kakoii~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally met my host, Doki Doki (excitement).&lt;br /&gt;Kaori Morizono's the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn0Gs_BuWI/AAAAAAAAABE/qcgODw_7NDo/s1600-h/DSCF2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn0Gs_BuWI/AAAAAAAAABE/qcgODw_7NDo/s320/DSCF2701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010804456418294114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;both GUYS and girls are to do that sign in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. tts her.&lt;br /&gt;real nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;went home and met the rest of the Morizono's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn0pc_BuXI/AAAAAAAAABM/fn2It-FqNu8/s1600-h/DSCF2661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn0pc_BuXI/AAAAAAAAABM/fn2It-FqNu8/s320/DSCF2661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010805053418748274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tall guy is the sister's beau.&lt;br /&gt;real funny guy. jokes a lot. and i mean A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;real close family unit. felt the warmth and love instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;16 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Kaori, Linming and his host, Moeko, and i went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;guess our mode of transportation.&lt;br /&gt;by bicycle of course. unfortunately i didnt take any photos. obviously cos i was cycling.&lt;br /&gt;took neoprints with them and was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn1gs_BuYI/AAAAAAAAABU/KEL_rrSHBPs/s1600-h/______1216011+Japan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn1gs_BuYI/AAAAAAAAABU/KEL_rrSHBPs/s320/______1216011+Japan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010806002606520706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat kind of stupid pose i did.&lt;br /&gt;but my eyebrow was supposed to be raised.&lt;br /&gt;duno how come my eyes look like they're twisted. lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tts abt all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 Dec&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day which peeps bought their nanos in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;cost $8 cheaper in Japan. plus the tax reclaim in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;makes it all the more cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;but not me (:&lt;br /&gt;farewell party in the evening with our hosts and their family members.&lt;br /&gt;awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;bucket-loads of tears were collected and dumped into the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;the most touching part of it, was my host and her mom cried for me.&lt;br /&gt;*Don't cry for me Argentina!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn2x8_BuZI/AAAAAAAAABc/voBINkgdyvM/s1600-h/DSCF2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn2x8_BuZI/AAAAAAAAABc/voBINkgdyvM/s320/DSCF2688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010807398470891922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn3Ds_BuaI/AAAAAAAAABk/tIkdQxvEuHk/s1600-h/DSCF2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYn3Ds_BuaI/AAAAAAAAABk/tIkdQxvEuHk/s320/DSCF2689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010807703413569954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah woah! yunzhen got the groove baby!&lt;br /&gt;and I was the rose among the thorns in this picture (:&lt;br /&gt;or the thorns among the rose. lol.&lt;br /&gt;watever pleases you, as the reader (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No1 really slpt through the night. partied and stuff. and it took its toll the next day, on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tts all for Japan, im getting tired of typing. got lots more exciting stuff, do ask me if u catch me online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-5557728744845854852?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/5557728744845854852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/5557728744845854852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/12/japan.html' title='Japan'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R85aF1d8Bqc/RYnj1M_BuPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QSiMDb9DQA4/s72-c/DSCF2525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-8623445338487294833</id><published>2006-12-02T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:46:52.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun, moon</title><content type='html'>guess wat. i have something to blog about. finally i have time and inspiration (a little).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was walkin home just now. and along the dark, serene back alley, i looked up and saw the moon. shining ever so brightly in the dark sky accompanied with a few dozen stars. quite a beautiful night i must say. but come to think of it, the moon is just a pile of rock n sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure many of us knows that the moon only reflects light from the sun. and if u were to see the moon one night, u'll realise how bright the sun is (in order to light up the moon so brightly). for a brief moment i kinda drifted into my own thoughts while walking to an aerial few of this phenomenon. quite an awesome sight to behold. like u see half the earth experiencing 'day' while the other half experiences the opposite. and how the light rays are reflected by the moon into the half tt is experiencing night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite an imagination huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i thought about it. aren't we the same?&lt;br /&gt;we're the moon and God is the sun. we can be the most mundane, down to earth person in this world, just like the moon. but once we have God, we can shine almost as brightly as Him. but it is not our own glory or ability. it is His that we reflect. and so, tt is wat the world sees. thanks be to God (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure there are many more examples u guys have heard. but tts from the heart. and its so recent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. and so i have finally gotten a keyboard that is able to allow me to HEAR some sound at least. yamaha. so now im off to practicing now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in such a state of exuberance. i had so much to blog abt, but most of the time im just too tired to even blog. fatigue is really dawning on me even as i speak. once i return from japan. blogger KC is gona make a come back. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so until den, patience is a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-8623445338487294833?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/8623445338487294833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/8623445338487294833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/12/sun-moon.html' title='sun, moon'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-9040128517573836401</id><published>2006-11-25T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:18:41.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come back</title><content type='html'>its a come back. hvnt been updating for so long. and the tags have been decreasing. so i guess its time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, there's one HUGE misunderstanding tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so stupid and embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it started after church, was walking to the mrt station with my cell group. Gabriel (my cell group member)'s sister came to go home with him. she's pretty i must admit. but she's outta my league. guess she's ard 20+ . so gab randomly asked "who is interested in getting attached to some1 in the children's church"? he was referring to his sister. i knew that, but i only heard "who is interested in getting attached to .... children's church"? so i raised my hand. guess wat, she saw my hand and i didnt noe wat was happening. so i guess she got the wrong message. but i didnt realise until they continued talking and gab said "that's a good place to test ur partner to see if he has patience and watever else"   ohhh, i can hear the music play. man, i was so embarrassed. i cldnt tell them face to face cos it wld be sooooooooooo embarrassing. and wat's more, she's of ripe age for marriage. so i waited til i left and msged gab. but so far no reply. it was really embarrassing.  duno why God allowed it to happen. i alr made a promise not to get attached til im of ripe age. and now all these happen? sometimes its good to be good looking, but other times its not. but i guess tts how im made. *raises eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank God for everything tt happened. im sure there's a hidden agenda here. but until i noe wat it is, im still very embarrassed abt the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now i found out my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. children (tts y im thinking of joining children's church)&lt;br /&gt;2. music&lt;br /&gt;3. people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im sure God will use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-9040128517573836401?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/9040128517573836401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/9040128517573836401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/come-back.html' title='come back'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-8417668175936635686</id><published>2006-11-19T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T10:11:11.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keyboard</title><content type='html'>ok so i have been talking a lot of keyboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd i was supposedly going to get a 2nd hand keyboard opposite swee lee. but somehow, i guess its God-driven, i decided not to. i was reluctant to rush over to get 1 and rush over to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit i was very disappointed and did sulk a bit. but eventually i was reminded tt maybe through this there was a plan afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was trusting Him for it and all. and wats more, i read abt faith in today's devotion. even before i switched on my phone. i was believing Him for a keyboard, just like He provided 2 guitars for me when i gave my $100 guitar away. and how much worth of guitars did i get back? 1.5k++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how powerful faith is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, when i switched on my phone, (yeah u guessed it), my mom's cell group member, also the 1 who gave my sister the hdb at marine parade, had a keyboard to give away! chance u may say, but i believe its something at a higher level. i have no idea wat brand it is, but tts not the point is it? ultimately its not my mom's fren who gave it to me, rather she was a channel of blessing for me. for those of u in the army of JC, u'll get wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just more excited abt this than the end of exams. yes i noe i jumped for joy on thursday, but today, its even higher. i think im growing taller(:  hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav more to blog abt, but now's not the time. im over the top right now. so til nxt time, this is KC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-8417668175936635686?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/8417668175936635686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/8417668175936635686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/keyboard.html' title='keyboard'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116372793043040660</id><published>2006-11-17T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T09:45:30.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O's are Over</title><content type='html'>aw man, u can nvr trade this feeling for money. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man's back into business. of blogging that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been so busy lately, especially the past week. chemistry....ugh.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, its O-ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch step up ystd, trust me, daron can dance. lol. but i reckon he wldnt make it to the national level. only his hissing serpent move was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for THAT feeling : WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u feel me? now tts just awesome. i cant pen down e feeling, but its somehow there. but its fading. like wat anil said, its just gona be like any other holiday. except tt im gona work, starting jan. hopefully there's jobs for me. like every1 who finished their O's are gona work. n some of which are gona get a head start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i really need that money for something. went to yamaha to see keyboards. but apparently i didnt see any. the cheapest i saw was 1k? man. now how am i gona get the money like this. oh, but that was some clavino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to swee li later. marc gona get some capo n im gona get picks n cleaner. well, for calvin, he's there on a mission. to scout for his new passion - girls. HAHAHA. im kidding. to scout for keyboards as well. so i guess its time to start learning theory. boo. i hate sight reading. but hey, no pain, no gain huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll start inspirational posts on mon, too tired now. or rather i still wana try to get into the holiday season. advent mood maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116372793043040660?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116372793043040660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116372793043040660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/os-are-over.html' title='O&apos;s are Over'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116297304331233259</id><published>2006-11-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:13:37.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os</title><content type='html'>ah well, seeing that its somewhat lifeless (without motion, no signs of breathing), i shall update IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i've developed this inner desire. yes its burning passionately. erhem, not for girls mind u. but rather for piano. im currently at this period of my life where i prefer to be still before Him and just hear soft music playing in the background. i've past the stage of loud, fast music and sorts. maybe i'll go back to it 1 day. and i nvr may noe, that '1 day' might be tmr. and so, i've decided upon my own will that i will learn piano. i duno how, i duno where. i just wana learn. so far driel n calwie are pursuing it too. but tts after Os. listen up driel n calwie, if yall aint gona learn, i will aight? i definitely will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its back to my dreams and aspirations. guess wat? today's choice of topic was dreams. but i reckon too many ppl wld be writing on it, so i chose nature reserves instead. all the geog info downloaded into the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've planned for my future already. but im not sure wat God wants for me. maybe He'll spring some surprise on me, catch me unaware. i've been thinking. i wana travel the world. learn new languages, write articles about everything under the sun. u noe, do interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love, i repeat, i LOVE voicing out my views. so if u ask me to write about new products or how i view things, i'll give it to ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a thought. lets do a poll shall we? cool, tag ur answers on my tagboard. unfortunately for those who cant view my tagboard, yes u, den catch me on msn or smth.&lt;br /&gt;ok here goes: On msn, do u usually laugh or at least smile(*in real life) when u type "haha" or "lol" or "(=" online?&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;2. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;3. only if im in the mood&lt;br /&gt;4. rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so start tagging. personally, for me, i wldnt usually laugh if i type "haha". but if that conversation is in real life, i wld probably give a wide grin. its just to make me seem friendlier. isnt it? (:  the truth's out ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing before im off to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flavour me, pour salt and pepper all over me and i won't hurt. shake me as long as you want. open me up, take me out and let me rest on ur tastebuds. wat am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Shaker Fries.&lt;br /&gt;they are just obsolutely heavenly. i have no idea why Mcdonald's only sell them during certain periods of the year. maybe its because the demand isn't that great, or the response was horrible. in either case, im sure there are ppl who wld agree with me. i wld love to have shaker fries available permanently. now wont that be lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wouldn't it be nice if the world were Cadbury?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Riding in the car would be a tasty treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Changing gears would soon become a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cadbury dairy milk is so good to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you arrive at your destination,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll be greeted with an exclamation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha i duno if the song's right. but there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116297304331233259?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116297304331233259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116297304331233259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/os.html' title='Os'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116238781722677296</id><published>2006-11-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:35:51.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advert</title><content type='html'>saw the silkygirl advert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it says at the end, "unleash your confidence with silkygirl". or smth lidat. will update when i finally find out the catchline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an object or a person can unleash our confidence. aint that true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even a mere sentence can unlease our confidence. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of stories which tells of ppl's life being changed by one small incident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can cr8 a story of ur own. but it only involves u in the background. try it today, no harm done right? say something encouraging to ur loved ones today. do your part in making a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings without action is NOTHING. resolve without action is also NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;so even if u feel that u shd do something or u resolve to encourage some1, but u dun put it into deeds, its still considered NOTHING. so really, do your part today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u nvr noe wat the person has been going through lately, and u will definitely not noe wat difference you'll make in that person's life at that moment. wana be a superman? or a superwoman? a world shaker? history maker? wadya waitin for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u cld also do something for some1 u noe. housework? doing the dishes? encourage ur siblings when they're having examinations. buy a small encouragement card for friends going through exams. u can do ur part. why not make a difference while you can? you may never noe whose life u may have touched. and besides all the possible rewards u may get in the future, u will also feel good. like you have a heart, and a wilful mind. isnt that a great deal? so yea, take heed ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts it for today, wont be posting due to the nearing exams. rmb!!! 6th til 16th. do be encouraging your frens and pray for 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116238781722677296?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116238781722677296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116238781722677296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/advert.html' title='advert'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116235797344771926</id><published>2006-11-01T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:12:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>articles yet again</title><content type='html'>wats up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its time for the newspaper articles yet again. haha. anyway, if any of u find it helpful, do inform me. if not i'll just stop this update of impt articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global Warming's up 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/globalwarming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/globalwarming.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next is Solar Power as an alternative source of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/solarpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/solarpower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the conflict in Sri Lanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/srilanka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/srilanka.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be sure to include these in your O-levels (geog n ss).&lt;br /&gt;for those of u not taking O's, this is still a good opportunity to broaden your knowledge of the world. so until next time, read more papers and books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116235797344771926?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116235797344771926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116235797344771926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/articles-yet-again.html' title='articles yet again'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116187052943145744</id><published>2006-10-26T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:52:21.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fried fish</title><content type='html'>adapted from &lt;a href="http://d-a-r-o-n.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daron's&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F F F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. Fried Fish and Friends. check out his blog for the updated picture of me... eating fried fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since i had FUN. real FUN. the quarantine period was boring, but played it away with cards and crappy jokes. thx to.........MARCUS. but it was fun after that. wee kwang finally satisfied his craving for fish soup. 6 ppl sharing 3 bowls of $5 worth of fish soup each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so tts the update for today (no physics practical cos its boring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we hear or see that word. wat do we think of?&lt;br /&gt;well, after surveying most of the population of youths in Singapore, i can see a definite answer.&lt;br /&gt;BGR. most of us will think of puppy love or love within marriage. but today, im gona talk abt family love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dun have much to say. i just wana instill values in the young of our societies. i believe, yes i believe. i envision myself wearing a coat and tie. all i wana do is vye. for wat u may ask, for presidency or the cabinet. a prestigious position in the government. i aspire to be the next prime minister. lol. no pun intended Bundit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the topic of Love. if ur reading this, just take a walk ard ur living room, or wherever your family members are. ponder abt ur relationship. question urself. do u want better? most Singaporean families are in the gutters. their relationship on rocks. with sons and daughters that rarely voice out their concerns, who rarely have a proper chat with their parents abt life. over trivial matters, KAPOW - quarrels, arguements, tantrums. wats left in the package of FAMILY. so is there hope beyond the tunnel? of course. *u can do ur part. buy a yellow ribbon and support the cause of unlocking the second prison* lol. have u got ur yellow ribbon today? as in seriously, have u? haha. back on track..... just try striking convos with ur family members more often. laugh at every single thing, be it right or wrong. just learn to laugh and have a joyful spirit. u'll find that the mood in ur house will definitely lighten up. trust me on this. laughter frees a lot of things. get your free trial of 30days from any of our retail stores today! while stocks last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i really am into this salesman thing. so forgive me for the sidetracks here and there. love it. love your body. love iGallop. get yours today. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wld love to try out adverts. i'll pounce on the opportunity to be a newscaster or to be the voice behind advertisements. watever they're called. enlighten me some1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, prisonbreak is in 20. catch yall when i have the time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116187052943145744?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116187052943145744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116187052943145744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/fried-fish.html' title='fried fish'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116123794116303177</id><published>2006-10-19T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T14:10:48.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>articles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(179, 172, 114);"&gt;hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wat i got from the newspaper today. for those of u who dun read. its good for u. this 1 is abt Tamil Tigers. good to include for social studies. Cambridge markers tend to favour ppl with updated information (instead of textbook). so here's 1 article u can quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/Article2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/Article2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(179, 172, 114);"&gt;secondly, this article's for geography students. again, updated information. also a bonus to include in ur paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/Article1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p201/ripplet/Article1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tts all for today. better thank me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116123794116303177?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116123794116303177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116123794116303177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/articles_19.html' title='articles'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116113911081455383</id><published>2006-10-18T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T10:38:30.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delayed gratification</title><content type='html'>aiken, i miss the jokes dude. i miss the laughs.&lt;br /&gt;ben, i miss making fun of the plants(:&lt;br /&gt;lem, i miss the 6 divided nations.&lt;br /&gt;marcus, i dun think there is much to say. KIDDING. so much to say cos its 4 years. back then, it was fatty, now its sexy. i duno wat im gona call u when u finish NS. haha. hunk? or muscle man?&lt;br /&gt;kai chin, i miss the times when u just hang out with PEOPLE. REAL people. instead of these four walls. i miss your smile, i miss your laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tts the shss harmonics team for u. lol. when's our duet coming out guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a statement to make. msn is sooooo not the solution. typing things and messages to the computer is just not enough. i must agree its better than talking to a wall (at least u get a reply), but the presence is just not there. ok 1st things 1st, when God created humans - in his own image - He gave us something to communicate verbally with. Class, wat is the answer to that question? *cute little 3year old boy raises his hand* a voicebox!&lt;br /&gt;correct. and He also provided us with ears. but the most important thing is that He gave us eyes. if i've not mistaken, eyes are for us to see things. AND people. so if God gave us all these things. wat are they used for? tts right, to interact with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of the chatter. i'll get to the point. the only day i get to see people - other than my family - is on sundays. when i go to church and cell group. other than that, when do i ever see my friends? this is a period where most of u will go through, or are going through, or have been through. u can relate to me cant u? well, not 100%. try being cooped up in your own house. doing wat? studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there's a light at the end of the tunnel. i think there's a sign which says "Delayed Gratification". oh! guess wat's the good part of it all. u get your reward. now God promises us in Galations 6:9 "Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up". not sure which version is this. but yeah, it also says that in due season, we'll reap a harvest. due season guys. for all u out there who are too lazy to study, or have no mood wat so ever to study, just pick up your book, sit down in a quiet spot, no distractions, and start. i noe its easier said than done. but rmb, delayed gratification. thx aiken for putting it into me again. i lost all momentum in studying. but now im back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i realise wat a drag it has been. im talking abt reading my posts. yea its all different from last time. but sorry guys. not much can happen at home u noe?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sure will provide you with people along your road to success, to either encourage u, or to drag them down with u. this is His way of teaching u maturity. so its your choice today, choose your friends wisely, and u will go far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for friends like whom i have. no need for names. im 'fraid your head will swell up(:&lt;br /&gt;but ya, if u think you're the one, take credit. if not, thank God for frens ard YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116113911081455383?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116113911081455383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116113911081455383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/delayed-gratification.html' title='delayed gratification'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116097405672921823</id><published>2006-10-16T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T12:47:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe</title><content type='html'>here you go, my update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Believe - Hillsongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now i know there's a better way&lt;br /&gt;i'd love you more and more each day&lt;br /&gt;i put my faith in the one i love&lt;br /&gt;i believe in God above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe, i believe&lt;br /&gt;i believe the son of God&lt;br /&gt;ima lovin' you Jesus&lt;br /&gt;no one could ever save my soul but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever&lt;br /&gt;forever&lt;br /&gt;forever i'll praise Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so there you go peeps. your update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im not really in the mood for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just agitated but i duno wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, catch yall soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116097405672921823?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116097405672921823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116097405672921823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-believe.html' title='i believe'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116073554945141304</id><published>2006-10-13T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T18:32:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grad ceremony</title><content type='html'>my oh my. today was like officially our last day. but we gona see each other again for the Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, can i say something? well its my blog, yall have no say (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think of adriel, i'll think of tanning.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of aiken, i'll think of loose stomach. (no offence dude)&lt;br /&gt;when i think of calvin, i'll think of skin(:&lt;br /&gt;when i think of ben, i'll think of huge thumbs.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of marcus, i'll think of dieting/exercise.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of bundit, i'll think of Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of daron, i'll think of lasers.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of wee kwang, i'll think of gaming.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of yunzhen, i'll think of loud booming volume.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of sarah, i'll think of guys. (lol)&lt;br /&gt;when i think of miao feng, i'll think of disgusting turn-offs.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of jacq, mk, i'll think of jap/kor dramas.&lt;br /&gt;when i think of nat, i'll think of calvin and hobbes. (dun ask me why)&lt;br /&gt;when i think of kai zheng, i'll think of the B.F.G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, tts abt all i can think abt for NOW. its exclusively for the graduating batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calvin, ur still affected, no matter how old it is, u'll always be. so zip it son(:&lt;br /&gt;daron, same goes for u(:    but ur nice. i wldnt want to make fun of u. ONLY if u start it going(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today im myself again. after seeing my frens again. the 4 walls make me sick. shall i type my testimonial out? yeah i should. see how contradicting it is(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Testimonial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An outgoing and cheerful student, Kai Chin has a warm and witty sense of humour. His easy-going and warm nature makes him popular with his peers and teachers.(lol) Kai Chin is resourceful and is not afraid to speak his mind and face new challenges.(uh huh) Kai Chin is also generous in helping his friends with problems in their studies. (really?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Chin is diligent and perceptive. He always gives of his best in his work. (doubt it) He is not one who gives up easily in the face of difficulties and he tries his best to overcome the problems he encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the rest are just achievements*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wat an oxymoron it is aye? haha. anyway, tts hawt. all i can do is agree with the team of Sec 4G Teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116073554945141304?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116073554945141304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116073554945141304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/grad-ceremony.html' title='grad ceremony'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116049349540272875</id><published>2006-10-10T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:18:15.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoyment</title><content type='html'>hmm, come to think of it, i think im kinda enjoying my house arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's a down side too. i cant go out during the day!!!!!! but i guess this will discipline me further. indeed, those who love their children dun spare the rod. one day i'll just look back and thank my momma for all this discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just gona break the rules for 1 night. haha. watched csi. supposed to sleep at 10. sigh, so much for self discipline aye? well, if i didnt have it, i wld be 70kg by now. so stop judging me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;criminal minds now on channel 5. gona go watch it. i miss all my friends la. yes you! not cos the last day of school was 6oct. cos im under house arrest, i cant go out with yall. especially Aiken n Driel. SORRY DUDES. or shd i say hot, bronze dudes. haha. had a fun time tanning? ugh, im soooo not jealous of yall. &lt;strike&gt;NOT&lt;/strike&gt; jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my eyes are tired. im beginning to dislike using the computer. haha. my eyes are suffering the consequences. dun be surprised if one day u see my blog dead. but nah, its just a thought. dun worry. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116049349540272875?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116049349540272875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116049349540272875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/enjoyment.html' title='enjoyment'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116037324783942017</id><published>2006-10-09T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:54:07.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>house arrest</title><content type='html'>guess wat? im undergoing a military camp right now. my schedule for the next three weeks have been planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am-1pm    study&lt;br /&gt;1pm-2pm    lunch&lt;br /&gt;2pm-6pm    study&lt;br /&gt;6pm-8pm    dinner&lt;br /&gt;8pm-10pm   choice of relaxation or revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days for each subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im only allowed to use the com during my breaks. just to inform most of u.&lt;br /&gt;well, im also not allowed to listen to music while doing my work. ugh, tt means im deprived of wat i practically love. only during breaktime. well im off to continue on my work. i love my work. i love my schedule. im not sarcastic. seriously, put on a wonderful attitude, and you'll accomplish much. allsmiles for me. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116037324783942017?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116037324783942017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116037324783942017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/house-arrest.html' title='house arrest'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116020117173520428</id><published>2006-10-07T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T14:39:32.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid autumn festival</title><content type='html'>ahhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its like super crap la. when our class gets closer together, we have to leave. i hate it. im definitely gona miss 4G. every single one of you. last night was just a blast. thankfully, we have a class chalet after our Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss the times we spent laughing at teachers, their jokes and making their day ohso wonderful. just when i feel our class is getting more united, we have to leave school. i feel secondary school has moulded me into wat i am today. the friends esp. this goes out to not only my current classmates, but my ex classmates. among all the friends, these few changed me throughout the years to be who i am right now. sry if i left out some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus, Calvin, Wee Kwang, Adriel, Daron, Aiken, Benster, Bundit, Nathaniel, Calista, Yunzhen, Sarah, Miao Feng, Sze-ern, Rachel G, Pei yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tts the main list.  there are so many others, but i just cant list them down. be a little understanding ya? am gona miss some of yall. make sure we meet up soon. but as for Bundit, im not sure how we gona accomplish that. but hey, im gona be a successful businessman, so wats the big problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ystd 4G had a class gathering at Bedok Reservoir. played with lanterns and sparklers. rockets were being set off one after another. cool stuff. but the coolest, was the 'Marcus ride'. haha. every1 was being flung out of their seats. literally. obviously because of Marcus' weight. hahaha. no offence dude. anyway, went to 85 to have supper. walked and get lost, thx to Weekwang. haha kidding. but we finally walked to Bedok85 to have our wondrous supper. had bak chor mee and ah balling aka tang yuan for dessert. delicious. 1st time on the back seat of a bicycle was fun. haha. i hitched a ride from wee kwang back to my home sweet home. basically, we had a blast, especially with Mrs Anna Lim and family +nephew. haha. both of them are so cute. wee kwang finally showed his fatherly side. he carried Mrs Lim's nephew as if his own son. aint that quite a picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel all of us can be mature, its whether we choose to be or not. but most of the time, people around us do actually, affect our choices. take Jin You for example. he's some sec1 punkass. most of the time he just thinks he is a pai kia. but if u actually analyse the situation, he actually looks up to those people whom he thinks is 'cool', and its from there, that he learns how to act punk and talk big. aint that true? most of us get our habits either from seeing others do it and enjoy the fruits of their labour or suffer the consequences. so next time u see some1 u loathe on the streets or in school, think twice before sinning through your thoughts and actions. they may prolly be some1 deprived of love, deprived of childhood, deprived of parental guidance. there are so many things people are deprived of in this world. one of the most common things is parental guidance and love. so do look at these '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sloof' &lt;/span&gt; from a different point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116020117173520428?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116020117173520428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116020117173520428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='mid autumn festival'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-116004297904618082</id><published>2006-10-05T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:09:39.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ovation</title><content type='html'>wats up guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its me again. yup, just me. plain ole' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just an eye opener la. hmm, i guess everyone's weakness is anger huh? im in the midst of my lovely book I Kissed Dating Goodbye. im so in love with it tt i cant even bear to type out wat i learnt here. its so good, tt i support ©Copyright laws. haha, now tts something huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, go get a copy from your friends or from the bookshop. it will bless u TREMENDOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving for tuition in a while. oh, did i forget to mention free? haha. its out of the goodwill of wee kwang's mom. its only 1 session. now now, dun go around spreading this alright? lest wee kwang gets called everyday, hearing the desperate plea of students wanting ONE session of free tuition. hahaha. its exclusive for marcus and i. sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! on the topic of MARCUS. goodness gracious me. today we saw 4 TKGS girls at the foodcourt. marcus was hitting on 1 of them. haha kidding. he WASNT. he merely said that he would ask her for her number if she ate fishsoup (wat we were eating). guess wat? she ate fishsoup. its soooo coincidental. but marcus didnt ask. thankfully he didnt. cos ya noe why? this big group of guys, aged 18-20? came in, sat down behind them. and the girl marcus took noticed of was waving at them. guess she's attached? sorry dude. my deepest condolences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..... tts not the biggest highlight for today. im finally gona make a difference in marcus' life. ugh. i mean FINALLY. im FINALLY gona lend him my ovation. tts MEGA HUGE news. he's so excited he could literally kiss me. lol, nah i made that up. but im sure he's beyond excited. if ur wondering wat an ovation is, go ask marcus about it. he's been pestering me for months now. literally. hope it'll keep him silent. momentarily at least. take care of my darling dude. i dun want no scratches or cracks alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess im off now. go clean up the ovation and tune it a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised ppl actually READ my blog. thx guys (: from the bottom of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-116004297904618082?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116004297904618082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/116004297904618082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/ovation.html' title='ovation'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115996960963403334</id><published>2006-10-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:49:35.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alter bridge</title><content type='html'>i found out Alter Bridge has an awesome song. i shall put up the mtv for u guys. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrEdxFhwSN0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrEdxFhwSN0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real good. the electric solo and the vocals solo. alright. im so tired now. went swimming just now. had a blast. i realise i love marcus' dogs. hahahha. im currently reading the book "I Kissed Dating Goodbye". its a really good book. teaches me how to look at relationships from a Godly point of view. try to get ur hands on it if possible. its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to retire for the night. cya peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115996960963403334?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115996960963403334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115996960963403334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/alter-bridge.html' title='alter bridge'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115971374423571994</id><published>2006-10-01T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:42:24.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dillon</title><content type='html'>i have 2 baby cousins. ok maybe both of them are not babies anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillon Raphael Pereira&lt;br /&gt;Age : 4+&lt;br /&gt;Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netanya Rachael Pereira&lt;br /&gt;Age : 2+&lt;br /&gt;Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for easier reference i have given you the details. i went to Werner's for dinner; Siglap Road. its a german restaurant. beautiful and scrumptious food. plus its oktoberfest. some beer festival. and u do noe that germans are well-known for their beer. haha. anyway, tt wasnt the highlight of tonight. went to my aunty's place after dinner, to collect some carrot cake(English version).  but in the end i ended up playing with Dillon and Netanya. Netanya now noes how to fix a 12 piece jigsaw puzzle. i was SOOOOOO amazed at her. they're catching up fast. she even speaks clearer and in full sentences. but wat touched/moved me the most, was Dillon's act of love. he pasted a small power ranger sticker on my shirt. my 1st reaction was to take it off cos it looked so childish. but in that split second, i saw his motive. to 'include' me in his circle of security. in short, its his love. its acts of service like his, that make me love him/children more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very easily moved by children's acts of service and love. now im gona keep Dillon's power ranger sticker in my wallet. haha. next time if u wana see wat moved me, just ask me to show u the sticker. haha. although its a cheap sticker, but its the thought that counts. Dillon just made my day(night). haha. children, truly the joy of every parent (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata, all the best for those taking End years tmr. study hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115971374423571994?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115971374423571994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115971374423571994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/dillon.html' title='dillon'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115945939189328639</id><published>2006-09-28T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:03:11.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;chong siao ling aka 'ling' power sia.&lt;br /&gt;she wrote a little about Samuel Tan on the 20th sept. and even linked my blog. but truly, Samuel's legacy will be held so dearly to many of our hearts. mmhmm. appreciate it, ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.. i 4got my thoughts of the day. haha. the fatigue must be getting to me. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i realised&lt;br /&gt;i found out&lt;br /&gt;that you were not the one.&lt;br /&gt;all my life i've been searching&lt;br /&gt;for that special someone&lt;br /&gt;but now i know&lt;br /&gt;that i don't need a special someone&lt;br /&gt;to make my day&lt;br /&gt;to make me happy&lt;br /&gt;to fill this gap.&lt;br /&gt;our differences have made this&lt;br /&gt;a tough journey&lt;br /&gt;although with God all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;singlehood&lt;br /&gt;a road less travelled.&lt;br /&gt;to be or not to be&lt;br /&gt;that my frens,&lt;br /&gt;is the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115945939189328639?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115945939189328639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115945939189328639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115945789055516658</id><published>2006-09-28T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:38:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of prelims</title><content type='html'>hey there. im in one of those moods again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised something. once i sit down at the com and start to blog, i think better n straighter. and yes i may seem mature here. but trust me, when u meet me outside. its a totally different thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back on the topic of frens AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno why la. but i feel much better when im around frens. eventho if we dun talk but just slack n chill out. i feel much better than sitting ard at home doing nothing. my dear frens, if ur reading this, i really duno wat i wld do without u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was last day of prelims. dun wana talk abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to play for sec3 chapel. nono, more like play for God. right aiken? it was jolly-okay. had a mighty blast. but im sure tmr will be better. after that patronised the bubbletea shop. n thereafter, it was lemuel's house. lem's bro, samuel, was super cute la. poor boy keep getting rammed by marcus. but guess wat?! I HAD MY TIME ON THE PIANO!!!!!!!! hahah. played superman, but i 4got the rest. sorry adriel n john. played a little of the ball, winning eleven and nfsmw. and not to mention spongebob squarepants. haha. stupid benster. i was so not used to ps2's controls so i was like crashing like mad. so ben waited for me so many times. but in the end i almost beat him. but guess wat. we crashed at the same spot, same time. n we were like wat? 10m to the finishing line? but his acceleration was faster than mine. guess the timing difference. 0.02 seconds. its like 2 seconds or 0.2 seconds. its 0.02 SECONDS!!! how unlucky. but it was a fun time. love lem's hse, not to mention his brother. pro hockey player. in the main team for primary school. awesome dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school tmr. so im like blogging now. sometimes i just wish i cld have the greatest of frens or probably a brother. aiken n ben have been my 'surrogate' brothers for some time now. love yall. but like wat aiken say "we all say we will keep in touch, but in the end, we dont".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the end of our group/band. today was our last practice. tmr our last chapel. or for most of us. im totally certain that im gona miss the band. every single one of u. im not sure where God will take us. maybe ben and jerry's official band? HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard the phrase "frens will come and go, but true frens are hard to find, wat more stay by ur side". its so true. like alright maybe i love to hang out and all. but true frens are really hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh. i feel dam emo la. forgive me. by tmr i will crack my shell n get out of it. tts all for now. i gona bathe and probably slp. might wake up early tmr to play the guit. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115945789055516658?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115945789055516658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115945789055516658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-day-of-prelims.html' title='last day of prelims'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115924177515468409</id><published>2006-09-26T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T12:51:38.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my deepest apologies. i have been caught up with my darling prelims that i rarely have time to use the computer. alright, i admit, i do have time, but i CHOOSE not to. haha. tts an important statement. i CHOOSE not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me expand on the topic "Choices".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether we noe it or not, choices run our lives. choices decide where we're gona study nxt, who we will be attached to, wat our notorious habits are. they are all governed by the same thing. Choices.&lt;br /&gt;i noe u all have heard this many many times, but i have to use this MIGHTY fine example. how many of us said the phrase "YOU MAKE ME ANGRY!" before? well there is a difference between the person pushing ur buttons and you choosing to be angry. yes yes, u may reason with me that "oh, so and so did something i didnt quite like. tts y im angry. its all HIS fault." yes, it may be true that the person did do something to encourage ur anger, but ultimately its ur choice whether u get angry or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. enough abt anger. before i really get some of it. my router is so screwed la. now the internet connection is only connected to 1 com. my sister has to suffer for a while, lest she gets a new router. haha. resistance is futile. sometimes we rely on technology too much until we get to the point of over reliance. altho the ice age was boring and all. but at least they relied on their powerful minds instead of technology which sometimes fail us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your mind is the most powerful computer in the world, you just got to know how to harness its power" Do you agree with this statement? Explain your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with this statement to a large extent. although the computer has brought along with it a hell a lot of convenience and entertainment, but they sure do get replaced every few years. memory space in the computer is limited whereas the human brain can store much more memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, extensive research has shown that humans only use only a fraction of wat our brains are capable of. this is supported in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_brain#_note-0"&gt;Source A&lt;/a&gt; (click for link). this is not the case for computers. we have full access of the memory in the computer as seen in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computer_storage"&gt;Source B&lt;/a&gt; (click for link).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, although i have only given two points as reference. The human mind is still the best computer in the world. Thank you for your consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. enough of the Social Studies. ugh. prelims has taken to my brain. but ya. can u remember the happiest moment of your life? sure you do. can u think of a lovely poem for your boy/girl friend? sure you can. now can a computer do that? sure... it cant. its good to have technology around us. but we have to appreciate the good ole' stuff. like a pair of feet in exchange for a car. or how abt a brain for a computer? haha nah. do not consider the latter. u are really dumb if u choose the latter. haha. eeew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im gona go off now and think of a poem or a short story. its gona be random. so until nxt time, this is Kai Chin from 96FM. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave u with a thought of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feelings stirring up&lt;br /&gt;within ma' heart&lt;br /&gt;the smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;will not be an image&lt;br /&gt;if i never saw it&lt;br /&gt;conversation brings life&lt;br /&gt;to our somewhat dead friendship&lt;br /&gt;but how can it be one&lt;br /&gt;if im the only one speaking&lt;br /&gt;let this not be a one way connection&lt;br /&gt;for i treasure our dear relationship&lt;br /&gt;i know the answer's 'yes'&lt;br /&gt;but i have to ask, do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;assure me&lt;br /&gt;comfort me&lt;br /&gt;love me for who i am, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115924177515468409?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115924177515468409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115924177515468409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/one.html' title='the one'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115890705092940965</id><published>2006-09-22T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:42:40.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>hey. i kinda dun noe who "zy" is on my tagboard. if ur the person, cld u identify urself? haha. cos im not sure who it is. zhen yang maybe? anyway just identify urself if ur the one. thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. ystd i stayed up till 2am. with that "lovely companion". but the companion had to go at 1am. so i was left with my com as a panion. ok maybe tts lame. i myself am also labelled as a lovely companion. 'i'll give u credit when credit's due' haha. but it was worth it. i cant say i did my best for chemistry, but i wld say i tried. i was quite confident of the paper la, but since i didnt cover all the topics, so im believing for a pass. maybe B4 would be an acceptable grade? noticed i used the word 'believe' instead of 'hoping'? yup there is a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a phrase i said twice, once to miao feng, once to wee kwang. aim high, and even if u dun reach ur goal, u might get an acceptable result. i.e. you aim for A1, even if u fail to do so, u would get an A2 or a 'B'. tts good right? haha. i think the whole class heard me say tt. when i said it to wee kwang just b4 our chem paper, every1 was like listening intently to my loud voice. haha. and so i have come to a conclusion that it is, indeed, wise words from a not so wise man. that boy is labelled as a man, just becos he said those wise words. and that boy, is me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u hear ppl talking abt themselves from a third person point of view. like " the person ur talking to feels hurt" or "can u please dun make your girlfriend jealous", and the person refers to themselves. haha. weird la. but its a technique in writing. im sure adriel is familiar with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays im like trying to praise every1. but it's in fact very hard to accomplish. haha. for guys, its simple, like just say, "nice hair ben!" or "wow! marcus, have u been watching ur diet?". but for girls ar, quite hard la. there's always a tendency for the girl to get the wrong impression. but for close frens im sure it doesnt pose as a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to be like generous n stuff like that also nowadays. can u feel the love emitting from me? just like a radioactive isotope. but im not emitting alpha or beta nor even gamma rays. im emitting LOVE; one of the recipes in creating a perfect human. like i treat ppl stuff here n there n like sow into other church's building funds. and look at the reward im receiving in return. it may never be physical or material things, but stuff like emotional support, great friends, joy. its things like that that sets me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben, in reply to ur question WAY BACK. u may give and give, but u will always receive something in return, it may not be things u can use or enjoy, but take ur time to ponder and u will soon find that God has alr poured out His blessing on u, filled ur storehouse til it overflows. with either great frens like me(lol), or favour from men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, tts all my thoughts for today. also notice that the name of my blog is "reflectionsofhisheart" so dun come here looking for an update of my life. haha. tts all for now. hope this post enlightens some of u readers. who noes, i might be the next Xiaxue(top blogger from stomp). hahahahaha. til next time, this is Kai Chin on 96FM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115890705092940965?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115890705092940965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115890705092940965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115873497935903158</id><published>2006-09-20T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:49:39.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever</title><content type='html'>woah i finally found time here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song tts been stuck in my head finally re-surfaced. its 'Chris Tomlin - Forever'&lt;br /&gt;been looking for it everywhere. its a wonderful and BE-A-U-TIFUL song. ever since the Israel trip, i was so overwhelmed by this song. even the other tourists there were worship-ing to this song. wonderful. i found my first love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something tt has been troubling me lately. and im being open here.&lt;br /&gt;i've been really curious to know wats nxt in my life. wats His nxt plan for me, other than studies. i noe the bible says not to worry for tmr, for tmr will worry abt itself. if God feeds the sparrows of the fields, how much more will he do for us. for we are worth much more than hundreds n thousands of sparrows. on the contrary, we cant just live for the moment, live for the day itself. we must have plans and all. its rather confusing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat job will i be doing.&lt;br /&gt;wat kind of frens i will be mixing with.&lt;br /&gt;who will be my one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically tts all. its better not to have such a long list. i just hope i dun get a blue-collar job. haha. not to be mean to them, but i wldnt mind if my build was larger and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like gona reflect more on my life. haha. im trying to find that happiness i had when i was so care-free. especially in primary school. more than studies, more than homework, more than going out. its something more. its so elusive. i cant seem to find it. i duno wat it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, pls fill this heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Make it pure, make it Yours.&lt;br /&gt;I pray I'd use my days&lt;br /&gt;As You want me to Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Use 'em for You.&lt;br /&gt;I lift my life entirely up to You.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how confusing,&lt;br /&gt;How confusing life gets.&lt;br /&gt;It's all in Your hands.&lt;br /&gt;All this i pray in Jesus' name.&lt;br /&gt;Amen and amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115873497935903158?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115873497935903158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115873497935903158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/forever.html' title='forever'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115856297090695496</id><published>2006-09-18T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:02:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>postponed prelims</title><content type='html'>my gosh. the rate at which the numbers on the counter is escalating just blows my mind. i HAVE to blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just back from lunch after spending the whole morning at adriel's house. some may say its fruitful, but some may beg to differ. i say i have accomplished something. *shut up adriel, dun look down on beginners*  guess wat, i played the piano the whole time i was there. rather irritating for the others, but i believe its practice. like the old saying goes, practice makes perfect. adriel might say too much practice gives a whole new meaning to the word 'perfection'. i finally noe how to play 'Superman' by Five for Fighting, 'Amazing Grace', 'Here I Am to Worship' on the piano. not tt great n fluent, but everybody has to start somewhere. i shall visit adriel every now and den to hone my skills. but for now, im looking at alternatives to practicing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i wana learn the piano? simple, guitar gets boring sometimes. its good to switch ard, but i must still practice both. its a pity my parents gave away the piano i had years ago. didnt realise tt one day i would get back to that instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we have a 2-day self study break from prelims. its kinda good in a way, hvnt been studying much since that incident. good for those not affected too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so gona take a nap now. not enough sleep these few days. might be meeting up with adriel and calvin to study later after dinner. see how. nitey nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115856297090695496?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115856297090695496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115856297090695496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/postponed-prelims.html' title='postponed prelims'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115839185933514015</id><published>2006-09-16T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T15:30:59.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake</title><content type='html'>hey ho lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd was Samuel's wake. quite a turn up i must say. the pastor shared his story about his mom.&lt;br /&gt;i shall do u the honours of typing it out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pastor's mom was 52 then, being a Buddhist, it was miraculous that she received Jesus into her life. she was illiterate which means she didnt read the bible. but just after she received Christ into her life, she had a rare cancer which caused her body to bleed. den she slipped into a coma for 3days n 3nights. during the 3days 3 nights, she said she was walking on streets of pure gold, heading towards a glorious city of bright lights. she didnt feel any pain in her joints, in her whole body, no worries and no sin. and in front of the city gate, was a man, which she miraculously knew was Jesus. there was also a purple river flowing out from that city. but as she walked closer to Jesus, she felt a force pulling her back. at this time, her sons decided with the doctors that they want to revive her, resuscitate her. that was the force pulling her back. but even as she was resuscitated, she said the pain immediately returned to her body. her children thought that they had helped her, but in fact, they caused her more pain in her body. and 3 months after, Jesus visited her 1 night by her bedside, saying He will bring her home tmr. and she called for all her children n announced the news. by then, they were not very sad that she had to go, for they knew where she would be heading, heaven. true enough, the next day, she went home to be with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, tts just to encourage u guys out there. spread the news. i gtg for service now. cant wait. so excited la. God is an awesome god indeed. yes and amen. cya guys for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115839185933514015?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115839185933514015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115839185933514015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/wake.html' title='wake'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115830956387842225</id><published>2006-09-15T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T16:39:26.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>sorry guys for not blogging recently. its been hectic ever since prelims started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway by now many of u wld have heard abt the death of Samuel Tan Si Hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the Chairman of BB 49th Company (2005-2006). i worked under him during that time as his secretary. i must admit i didnt give him an easy time. sorry pal. although we were in the same primary school, i didnt get to know him then. only when he joined BB 49th Coy, did i really get to noe him. i will still remember his bubbly character and the way he wld sling his bag on 1 of his shoulders. the way he talked, the way he walked. it will remain embedded deep in my memory. how we wld joke abt our puma shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE is so fragile, so unpredictable, so precious. but ultimately, LIFE is in God's hands. now tts something worth rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through this, im sure many ppl's life will be touched. the way we view life, the way we view friendship. personally, i treasure my life more, i treasure my friendship more. thankfulness just moved a knotch higher for me. if ur reading this right now, a reality check would come in dandy right now. how abt trying to see wat things are there in your life that u can be thankful for. i shall not go on abt the 'Africa' stories (lucky for Aiken), but its good to look at life in a different perspective sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, i was quite shaken by the news when ben called me. scenes from my life just started flashing in my mind. i was wondering wat it wld have been like if Samuel lived on, if he overcame this illness. he had so much potential. BB Chairman, Jimmy Koh Character Award, Best Boy Award. there was much in him still undiscovered. so much in a 16 year old. he would definitely be missed by all who knew him. we will hold u dear to our hearts. always using this as a learning point as well as our source of strength when we feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respectably you went, respectably you'll stay (forever in our hearts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think of a beautiful speech, i'll post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, on the topic of prelims,  so far it has been smooth. and we'll see nxt week how i fare.&lt;br /&gt;i gtg, tonight will be the wake for those of u who want to attend. starts at 8pm. contact me or any1 else for more information if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love yall. i mean it, from the bottom of my heart. if i were to write to every1 how i feel abt them, and how i treasure them, it would take weeks. somehow, emotions are hard to pen down. its our way of life. without emotions, the world would be like iRobot. where every1 would be so emotionally shutdown that we function like machines. wat joy is there in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time u made your feelings known to your family, your friends? when was the last time you said 'i love you' to your parents, your siblings, your grandparents? if the answer is not anytime recently, i think you know wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. until next time, i appreciate you. yes u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115830956387842225?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115830956387842225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115830956387842225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115786396896202521</id><published>2006-09-10T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T12:52:49.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>this weekend was Making Marriage Work seminar in church. 2 more weeks before it is completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness, altho im single, it really teaches me a lot. it could probably be applied to friendship. one phrase really struck me the hardest. "You don't have to love me before I shower my love on you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt is really true. even for friends. anger was also something Ps Kong dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd i had the opportunity to be a listening ear to my cell member. i will omit the details cos i respect his privacy. but i now see the light behind his behavior. altho many ppl have a bad impression of him, now i noe and i understand. i can relate to his situation. thank you Lord for giving me wisdom in my speech and actions. ystd after service we sang this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you (x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my heart will follow wholly after You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really teary when i sang it. ok fine the whole church was also teary. chat til 1am ystd abt a myriad of stuff. but 1 thing was that so often we take Jesus' blood for granted. we may noe wat He did on the cross and all, but most of the time we just live our lives so unaccepting to God. now there's this email titled "The Room" circulating ard. sometimes stories really touch our hearts, but usually it spurs us on for a moment or two. and den our fire for God dies down. its so easy to say I Am A Christian. but it is the exact opposite when it comes to living a life called by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun worry im not suffering from any depression. im just feeling His love again. i feel i have been ungrateful for certain things. i believe we shd ask for forgiveness every day. just like the Lord's Prayer. and every day we shd at least spend a few minutes thanking Him. from the most minute(tiny) things to the greatest and most obvious things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go study now. my aunty's arriving from New Zealand later at night. gona go fetch her. can't wait. so i gotta go finish up my revision for the day before going to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your time and attention.&lt;br /&gt;this is Kai Chin signing off.&lt;br /&gt;tune in to Reflections Of His Heart again on radio 96.0FM&lt;br /&gt;*music plays in the background*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115786396896202521?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115786396896202521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115786396896202521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115772534051589179</id><published>2006-09-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:22:20.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shooping is over</title><content type='html'>phew, finally shopping is over la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a whale of a time in town. first it was wisma, den taka, den fareast plaza, den back to wisma, den bugis street, den bugis junction. my poor legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u all abt my shopping trip today. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we met we were guessing each other's attire. yunzhen wore this uber-cute pink top. which was her p5 outfit. babelicious. hahaha. fine, shant use all these words. since yunzhen doesnt like them. so its back to the old boring vocabulary of "nice", "girl", "pretty", "hello".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly we went over to wisma, topman/topshop. saw 2 tops which i loved. but i was suspicious whether aiken owned them alr. maybe i was right, but who cares. as long as we dun wear it on the same day. haha. den the girls headed over to forever21. wk and i just walked ard and headed over to topman to get 1 top. there was this foreigner, super high stilettoes. she bought slippers at topshop and IMMEDIATELY changed into them. haha. must have been tough huh lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den taka it was, to get jacintha her pressy. my goodness. girls can really shop huh. wk and i cldnt tahan so we went down to get some snacks. delicious i tell u, carrot cake and yam cake. we sat by the fountain and had our glorious food. and when we went up, guess wat they bought? a huge beautiful BOX. empty 1 tt is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fareast plaza, slacked at subway while sarah had her "3 for $2.75" cookies. we pinched a bit here n there. den the hard part was helping mf pick wat shirt to buy for him. oh boy, it was more tiring thinking of wat to buy than walking from shop to shop. still not grateful. saw this guy with a piercing on the back of his neck - awesome dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i 4got the bits and pieces of wat we did. but mostly tts all we bought. the girls (CHLOE,sarah &amp; MICHELLE) went home. mf had intentions of accompanying the 2 guys to dinner. and she even said she wont feel weird cos she's having dinner with....2 handsome guys. lol. puhlease, if u wana get in our good books, all u gotta do is be genuinely nice. but in the end she decided its better for wk and i to have a 'guys night out'. ur weird. lol. anyway we went to bugis street. almost got lost. it reminded me of the Israel trip, when i went to their flea market. but headed to Bugis junction. got a bag from nike. dun worry its not Bundit's type of bag. but i was satisfied. went to Old Chang Kee. wk bought some stuff. but i went to Tampines' Old Chang Kee to get the SotongBall. had a wonderful shopping trip today. ah yes, wk scared the wits outta me. his shirt got stuck in 1 of the adverts WHILE ON THE ESCALATOR. he was being pulled back for quite a few steps. i thought he was faking it. but when i saw the severity of it all, it was too late. the helpful ppl behind helped  him get it out of the slit in the box. im glad ur ok dude. never ever, i repeat NEVER EVER lean back on the escalator again. thank God ur alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wld not be going shopping for quite some time. my feet are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;tts all for today. gona await my mom's grand arrival from Thailand. together with the shirts she bought for me. thanks mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niteynite guys/gals&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115772534051589179?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115772534051589179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115772534051589179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/shooping-is-over.html' title='shooping is over'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115768507378899844</id><published>2006-09-08T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:17:00.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping day!!!</title><content type='html'>hey peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm, u guessed right, its shopping today. but b4 that im gona collect the vcd She's The Man from calvin.  its a really nice show. been circulating in 4G for some time now. grab hold of it if yall can. and oh, did i 4get to mention i watched I Am Sam ystd. was crying my lungs out. nah i wasnt but tears were like filling the front row seats of my eye-nima - cinema, eye-nima, geddit? nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch it tmr at 10.30pm on Channel 5. oh im doing free adverts btw. for mediacorp. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aiken and ben choo. better watch out. go out with ur church mates to shop in town, AT TOPMAN some more. and all along i've been asking both of u to go topman with me. uh huh, so did u both enjoy ur shopping spree? well im gona enjoy it TODAY. i just hope i dun get the same tops as u guys. haha, our taste might be the same. but ur forgiven, cos both of u mean so much to me. erhem, im not gay btw. im just too loving. aiken n ben can testify. ESPECIALLY AIKEN. after the movie The Devil Wears Prada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im trying to complete 1 maths paper b4 i go. so at least i accomplished something on my road to greater knowledge and intelligence. recently, im getting emotionally attached to my guitar - i shant call it sigma - that im like feeling for it. ahha. i soooo want to give my guitar away to marcus, the ovation, but my mom says that i cant cos Uncle Winston and Auntie Katherine still has the impression im using it. so sad. sorry pal, old bud, but its near to impossible to change my mom's mind. she's as hard as a rock in her decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, ur all getting to noe my family. by the end of this year, yall wld probably noe the habits of every family member in my household. enough of the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i've been feeling and thinking A LOT. and believe me, A LOT is an understatement. i began to write a song ystd, while i was in a depressing mood. but it turned out to be a happy song, tt even when i sang it, i gradually felt happier and happier. great song for depressing moments such as those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my blog THAT unknown that so many ppl dont noe abt it? altho i dun publicise it on msn n stuff, but at least i tell my frens to visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i bet u guys are tired of reading. go enjoy ur day. if yall find anything interesting, tell me. call me at 1800- CALLAFRIEND. Office hours 9-5. haha kidding, im just being crappy. yall noe my number. call me if u wan a listening, ANYTIME. i've learnt to be patient and have time for my frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115768507378899844?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115768507378899844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115768507378899844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/shopping-day.html' title='shopping day!!!'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115763656188195289</id><published>2006-09-07T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:42:43.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping</title><content type='html'>tmr is shopping. but i duno why im not exactly as excited as i was 2 days ago, or rather an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its one of those mood swings again. its hard to say i love you, its hard to say i need you. im just feeling random. its the lyrics for Until The World - The Afters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever im tired, i go into 1 of those depressing moods. but i dun care.  cos i noe in a while i wont be. maybe i'll call some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been like sleeping at 1am these few days. i feel its so wasted. nothing accomplished at night even though i slp late. well, some1 said that i didnt have self discipline. and hmm, maybe its true. but that set me thinking after i read in the papers today that Singaporeans have plenty of job opportunities abroad. tts cos they want a piece of Singapore. mostly cos of our ability to speak 2 or more languages - being bilingual is impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this age, im alr thinking abt jobs. but i dream abt going abroad to work n stuff like that. family or rather marriage wld be another issue. maybe my priorities might change when i get to that stage. although i find working overseas nice, i have to be fair to my family as well. if working in Singapore already gave us a hard time juggling between family and work, wat makes u think working abroad wld be the same. it wld be near impossible la, personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, God has His plans. and im really trusting Him. correct me if im wrong, but its one thing to have faith, and another to believe with no actions. the latter is called false hope. anyway i've really been thinking a lot lately. about a myriad of things. i dun have the liberty of time to blog abt it,but hey, i think im a thinker. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg, time for prayer with my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich its time to retire for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life without You means nothing to me. Life with You would be a whole lot different, a whole lot happier. You found me, but now I want more. More, more. This is my cry. I know You're reading this. Can I knock on your door? Can i call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love leads me on. No love but Yours. Thank You. Thank You so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115763656188195289?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115763656188195289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115763656188195289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/shopping.html' title='shopping'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115753139114350509</id><published>2006-09-06T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T16:29:51.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar</title><content type='html'>hmm. had a blast last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy. i was trying to balance my guitar on the bed where my grandma was lying on. and it stood still and balanced on it butt for a while. i decided to take a photo. took a few steps back to get a clear shot. just when i was abt to push the button, guess wat. it toppled over. towards the floor. it was a shock for me. my beloved guitar went crashing into the glass cabinet below the tv. and yes, the glass did shatter. but my guitar strings weren't outta tune, only the 1st 3 strings. there's also a chip in my guit's body. the name's sigma. sigma's body had a few scratches here and there. and yes, u guessed correct, my grandma did scold me. but i found it amusing. haha. lucky nothing else broke, not the neck of sigma or the strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wats done is done. i will never ever try to balance a guitar on its butt ever again. unless im compelled to do so. but hey, who wld be so crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally figured out the WHOLE solo and A BIT of the intro for The Afters - Beautiful Love. wonderful. but of cos i cant play in perfect timing. haha need to brush up on that. im gona go do some papers now. probably maths. finish up the papers and den move on to geography. so much for my interesting holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a whole lot happier if ur wondering. i guess its the monthly thing, ya noe the mood swings and all. lol. I AM NOT A GIRL. but hey, every1 has their ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115753139114350509?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115753139114350509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115753139114350509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/guitar.html' title='guitar'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115743652460080978</id><published>2006-09-05T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T14:08:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shush</title><content type='html'>what a nice day it is aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, with all the squabbles and problems. mmhmm. perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think that im supposed to be able to study in this SOOOO conducive environment. yet another day wasted to the unending problems of life. like do u care? totally not. mood spoilers are 1 thing that hinders the road to success. yeah u might say " u determine ur own mood" and all that bull. but try being in my shoes. its not just 1 problem honey, talk abt life piling problems after problems on u. God, i noe You are there. i noe You are here. but why? why? training me up to be the person You wanted me to be? hard to practice wat we preach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up so delighted that i have tuition and a WHOLE day of studying ahead of me. but now im freakin pissed. im blogging cos there aint no body to call. maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat? half a day gone. i think ima go have quality time with my guit. cya later sexies. til we meet again, when im happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those ppl who wana mock me. sing along mockingbird, courtesy of benster. christians do have their bad days as well. dun mock us just cos we fall or stumble for ONE day of our LIFE. get real honey. we have all sinned and fall short of the glory of the Lord. do a reality check some time soon ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115743652460080978?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115743652460080978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115743652460080978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/shush.html' title='shush'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115733781701923915</id><published>2006-09-04T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T10:51:50.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>devotional message</title><content type='html'>morning early birds. or not so early birds. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gona be a long post, so patience. its worth ur while here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning's devotion is titled : God wants you healthy - Every Day!&lt;br /&gt;abstracted from Pursuit of His Presence by Kenneth &amp; Gloria Copeland. get it if possible, its a great devotional book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible reference: Exodus 23:25 - "And ye shall serve the Lord your God, and he shall bless thy bread, and thy water; and I will take sickness away from the midst of thee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "I have some revolutionary news for you today. God wants you healthy! Every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh i know that, you may quickly think, I know God will heal me when i get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, that's true. He will. But that's not what I'm saying. I'm telling you God's perfect will is for you to live continually in divine health. His will is for you to walk so fully in power of His word that sickness and disease are literally pushed away from you. Isn't that good news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You've probably heard a lot about God's healing power, but there is a difference between divine healing and divine health. Years ago, the powerful preacher John G. Lake put it this way, 'Divine healing is the removal by the power of God of the disease that has come upon the body. But divine health is to live day by day, hour by hour in touch with God so that the life of God flows into the body just as the life of God flows into the mind or flows into the spirit.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Proverbs 4:20-22 tells us that God's Word is life to us and health to our bodies. That word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;health&lt;/span&gt; in Hebrew means 'medicine.' God's word has life in it. It is actually spirit food. As you feed on it, you become strong spiritually and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When you read the Word and meditate on it, you're actually taking God's medicine. If you will be faithful to take it continually, eventually it will be as hard for you to get sick as it was for you to get well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But it's a process. You can't  just read the healing scriptures once and then go on about your business. You must continually feed on the Word of God to keep healing in your life. When you do that, you'll be walking healed every day! You'll be walking in divine health."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. that was long. hope i dun violate the copyright laws. its for YOU GUYS. be grateful im willing to put my life on the line just to share this with u all. haha. this encourages u to read the bible daily and keep praying every single hour of the day. so tts all for now. btw, i typed with ONE HAND-5 fingers. lol this goes out to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, for those with bibles out there, read James, the whole book. great book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115733781701923915?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115733781701923915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115733781701923915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/devotional-message.html' title='devotional message'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115724969852805830</id><published>2006-09-03T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T10:14:58.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>hey ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many ppl have been on the topic of wat life is all about, and wat it is NOT  about.&lt;br /&gt;some say there is no meaning in life, some say they cant find it.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, i pray u guys find ur meaning in life. for me, its ultimately God. i just realised that the world does not satisfy my needs. like it took me so long to realise, just like benster. but all's good. better late than never. u may hav heard this countless times, but the world satisfies only temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i found my meaning alr. hope u guys find your meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115724969852805830?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115724969852805830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115724969852805830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115701310080690064</id><published>2006-08-31T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:31:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t-cher's day</title><content type='html'>whoooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u feel the adrenaline rush? teacher's day was superb. i hvnt ever really performed on such a large scale before. altho PA and chapel has gotten me that well needed experience on stage. my my, i wldnt mind doing it again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lower sec, it was rather quiet but at least we played correctly. i was so worried that i wld play the wrong chords just like during the last rehearsal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;upper sec was really getting the adrenaline into us. all the ex-students were there. thank you to all who gave us a standing ovation at the end of the performance. love yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all, today is teachers day. so i wld LOOOOVE to wish all teachers a Happy Teacher's Day!&lt;br /&gt;thank you mr kwok for the support, thx mr ong for the lovely comment. haha. we sure found the time.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for calling u a liar, mr shahril. cheer up. i didnt noe u were in a foul mood, so i was just trying to kid around a lil. im sure there is nothing u cant overcome. if ur reading this, i appreciate ur scolding, woke me up a little. happy teacher's day to u (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright enough of the thanking session. prelims are like 2 weeks away? gotta study study study.&lt;br /&gt;going off to nap again now. so beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this portion's dedicated to u, my lovely band. Aiken, Ben, Marcus, Lem, and most of all, Shawn. i loooove u guys to the core!!!!!!!!! i wldnt be where i am today if it werent for u guys. seriously, i dun want this to end here. i will definitely miss the times where we wld scold each other, encourage each other, see heaven together and pray together, play together, joke together. we shall go tanning 1 day alright? robocop chest are just ready to burst out in the sun. Heh. and that sexaye body of aikey and marcus. mmmMmm. babelicious. not u lem and ben. eewww, such turn offs. KIDDING! all u guys have wondrous bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all, thank you my beloved friend, my all, lover of my soul, and ultimately, my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. yes yes, thx to zhen, rah n miao for keeping me in prayer. love u lovelies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next time, this is KC for u.                        -lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115701310080690064?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115701310080690064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115701310080690064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/t-chers-day.html' title='t-cher&apos;s day'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115685976802994190</id><published>2006-08-29T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:56:08.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats happening to me today. lucky restraint turned up before swearing did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been exhausting. still got more work to complete. and today is CSI's grand finale. so im definitely not gona miss it. well, im not really in the mood to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but i wld just like to thank benster. one of the best people around. even tho we make fun of him and tease him all the time, all he does is 'absorb' and take in all the hurt. but returns nothing of that sort to us. there u go, a lovely example of living a life full of love. hmm, i have found another true friend. for real. in my previous post i said if he had any problems, come to me. but its the other way around for today. thank you from the bottom of my heart you orchid (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta scoot off. homework is calling me. shall i answer? yes i shall.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now faithful followers of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. char. z  if ur reading, im so sorry i called u teapot. im so sorry i made fun of your height and size. ur sucha wonderful warrior for Christ. i respect u for that. oh and fyi, i dun have a tagboard. HAHAHAHA. got u going there for a moment didnt i. yup, tts all i have to say to u at the moment. rmb, ur a lovely pillar in the hse of God. dun ever let any1, including me, put u down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115685976802994190?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115685976802994190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115685976802994190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115676406571613033</id><published>2006-08-28T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:29:27.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsal</title><content type='html'>today was anger hate and hostility all over. i shant say who. but obviously that somebody was in a lousy and bad mood. top in eng and humanities didnt make ur day? well i will. haha. the hostile game went too far. i guess we outta apologise to every1 we were hostile to. ALRIGHT..... i outta rephrase it, I outta apologise to every1 I was hostile to. alright sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry aiken&lt;br /&gt;sorry benster&lt;br /&gt;sorry lemuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. now that tts done. rehearsal was not up to standard to me. but aiken said it sounded good. alright den, listen to that pro. i guess we cldnt hear ourselves. my oh my, another hostile game was being played. except this was a silent 1. i really duno wats up with hostility and i. but there must be an end to it. such things get out of hands easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway according to marcus lee jing hao aka hitmonlee, i have robo-cop's chest. to him its moobs. but i beg to differ. stop focusing on others but ur 36 dude. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its time to grow up. as in for real. reflecting and refocusing really helps in ur thinking. to those out there reading this. i assure u i will try my best to speak with u with words of love and not of hurt, of encouragement and not words that put others down. remind me if u see me doing otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed marcus to withdraw money, and then benster to get his tori meal. wat will we get in return for our efforts? tell me hitmonlee, wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im so tired today. shoulders are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Seacrest&lt;/s&gt; Kai Chin out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love yall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115676406571613033?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115676406571613033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115676406571613033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/rehearsal.html' title='Rehearsal'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115656815912514363</id><published>2006-08-26T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T12:55:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions!!!</title><content type='html'>Auditions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew. wat a relief its finally over. we were up 1st la, so it was kinda rushed. comments were that aiken cld not be heard due to the drowning music. gotta improve on that guys. but overall it was okay, except that lem was unhappy with his soft bass- which is normal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat? we got in! i was so elated when i received the msg. i guess mr kwok wants us to perform for the teachers, give us a chance to redeem ourselves from latecoming issues, attire and ATTITUDE PROBLEM. the last 1 goes out to benster. LMAO.... wat a funny scene at the office that day. just improve it benster, alright? we're backing u dun worry. rmb suffering in silence is not the key to success, so open up if u ever feel down or lonely. my phone is always on from 9-5. haha so just gime a ring or something- only during office hours ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats besides the point, the impt thing is we got in. its a 1st for most of us to play for teacher's day. but definitely not our first on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read in 1 post in ben's blog that he applauded me, but i duno for wat apparent reason. pls enlighten me. its good to receive compliments, but EVEN BETTER to compliment others. tts 1 lesson from your coach. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway gotta rush off to eunos mrt now, short prayer meeting for the outreach tmr. service thereafter. marriage series!!! so blessed by Ps Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. btw, today's devotion is abt giving the devil a run for his life. how, you may ask. well the secret is to always have the joy of the Lord with you - even when circumstances speak louder than God's word. so rmb folks, always remain happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't Worry, Be Happy" - Bobby McFerrin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love yall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115656815912514363?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115656815912514363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115656815912514363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/auditions.html' title='Auditions!!!'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115650773674433450</id><published>2006-08-25T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:08:57.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fast</title><content type='html'>my goodness. now i have some1 added to my list of accountability - Marcus Lee Jing Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday im supposed to have only 30mins on the com cos of this fast im going on. putting aside worldly things. bit by bit. today's devotional title was : Be Ready!!!  it talks abt how we shd be ready when Jesus comes back. so all of us shd be ready, live our lives according to His will. not surprised when He comes back. but rather, in expectancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my time is up, had fun swimming at marcus' hse today. fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya dudes, and gals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115650773674433450?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115650773674433450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115650773674433450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/fast.html' title='fast'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115642562922334006</id><published>2006-08-24T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:46:08.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm...</title><content type='html'>my oh my, hasn't it been long since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz zipped to aikey's blog. wat mature thinking. yes indeed inner beauty is what EVERYBODY is looking for. but who can agree that we cant SEE a person's inner beauty unless we get to know them ya? therefore all, i say ALL humans are attracted to external beauty (skin deep) first.&lt;br /&gt;it is from that stage that we become acquaintances, and from there friendship develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT there are rare moments that we befriend ppl who do not seem pretty or hamsom*(: on the outside. one great example is aiken chia. on the outside he doesnt look that good. but when u get ta noe him, KAPOW- his fav phrase, you will be blown away by his bubbly and outgoing character. oh when will i stop lying!!! KIDDING. love u still aikey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been asking aikey n benster to go SHOPPING with me. not accompany me. but i guess Rayvin is such a nice guy to turn down my offer. Rayvin, i would love to meet u in person 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auditions tmr!!! like super nervous. but i have to RELAX... The Reason, is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from the post from Aiken's blog. "Let's be an M&amp;M. On the outside,we're colourful and nice but yet on the inside,we taste so good." i agree so much with this. we must aim to have both outer and inner beauty. im sure marcus caught this idea long ago. no wonder i've been noticing his waistline go down. wonderful job. my goodness la. on the topic of MARCUS.everything i think or say, he will either say it out or say jinx! i definitely cant agree that Great minds think alike. it doesnt apply here. haha. anyway, cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta reflect and refocus.ha!&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115642562922334006?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115642562922334006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115642562922334006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/08/mmm_24.html' title='mmm...'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-115201798684495066</id><published>2006-07-04T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:59:46.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>well well, back to the ole blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sry for those who have been checking up on my blog. lol, as if there are a lot. maybe none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me post a question for u guys,  ever heard of the phrase "tit for tat" or "an eye for an eye"?&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess its not the motto to follow in these times when im in dire straits. haha, maybe im EXAGGERATING. but, yeah u get e idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i suddenly lost inspiration to blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, O levels chinese oral was horri-gible. i was so nervous that i completely messed up the passage which i only had 5 mins to practice on. and the teacher heard that my passage was so bad, that she asked me if i understood the question when it came to conversation, so embarrassing la! the other younger teacher was just laughing away when i conversed with them. good, bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just changed cell group recently, need lots of time to get acquainted with them. but yeah im gona grow more in this new cell. so im kinda happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world cup fever, any1? i'm so shocked la! how can the champions go out in quarter-finals? unbelievable la! england out, i can understand, but BRAZIL?! nvm, juz vying for france or germany now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry to u guys out there whom i have been out of contact with. have not been chatting with some frens nowadays, especially you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel there is so much to blog abt, but i cant put it in words. maybe its just anger tts hindering me. please Lord, help. i really mean it, HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me leave u with this song from HSM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I've Been Looking For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; It's hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; That I couldn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You were always there beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Thought I was alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; With no one to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; But you were always right beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; This feelings like no other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I've never had someone that knows me like you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; the way you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I've never had somone as good for me as you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; no one like you so lonely before i finally found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; what i've been looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; So good to be seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; So good to be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Don't have to say a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; For so long I was lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; So good to be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I'm loving having you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-115201798684495066?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115201798684495066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/115201798684495066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/07/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-114715560450815097</id><published>2006-05-09T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:20:04.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exAminAtions</title><content type='html'>right.... now read the title :  ex A min A tion&lt;br /&gt;meant to get A's ya noe? ok maybe no link. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hvnt been blogging for a long time, but its examination period. i plan to get BETTER results than the last time round. haha take note its BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm so this exam period have been going home with weijie n wee kwang. wat a wonderful time together. lol. talking about this and that. ALWAYS saying u guys have no chance. cmon la wat can be worse? riiiiiight.........?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have no idea wat to blog, except im feeling quite satisfied and must admit, am overjoyed. i shant disclose any information why im feeling happy now. not the time yet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short and sweet, tuition for now. ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-114715560450815097?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114715560450815097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114715560450815097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/05/examinations.html' title='exAminAtions'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-114647866690538241</id><published>2006-05-01T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T18:20:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>today was rather drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless went study with wee kwang, weijie, jacintha. quite interesting and for me it was fruitful. not sure about the rest. hope u guys had a great time, YOU GUYS. lol not u weijie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;power sia kwang kwang. wat courage, i din noe u so filial and so mature. haiz..... if only girls notice that in him, rather than the playful cheeky wee wee. if that ever happened, i tell u his phone every second got girl msg him. hahahahaha!!! cherish it la girl....u may nvr be that lucky again. so yeah cherish him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thought if u keep helping ppl, will u receive the same treatment? will they put in good words for u if u help them without their knowledge? God is listening, God is watching, but the question is : will He act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all depends on u. u hold the key to the decision. so make the full use of the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;People never realised how much something means to them until they lose them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we want to cherish wat we have now? or wait til we lose them and regret?&lt;br /&gt;let's start cherishing everything we have now, frenships lifestyle and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can go mediacorp and act. one day i will appear on television. hahaha either for the correct reasons or otherwise. i dun really act a lot? juz put on facades and change my face expression. tts all u need to survive in a cruel and harsh world, i think..... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-114647866690538241?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114647866690538241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114647866690538241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-114627965577234622</id><published>2006-04-29T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T11:13:53.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature</title><content type='html'>ystd's paper..... quite fine i must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after lunch having waited SOOOO long for the EXCO meeting to finish. but at least can have fellowship.haha. had fun singing nursery ryhmes in the canteen at the top of our voices - hickey dickery dock, 3blind mice (eng+chi) apparently it was san zhi lao HU and not shu. lol. and guess wat!!! ben tan watches preschool vcds in his free time! nah it was juz a mock up. its not true guys, he's all mature and cool n stuff.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat? i went to marine terrace at 6 and my cell group leader wasnt home. he was still working at suntec. and the sky was threatening man. i tell u nvr in my life have i felt so lonely. haha. i had 1 and a half hours to kill b4 cell started and i juz had to walk over to siglap centre. lucky i called my sis and took bus13 over. man im telling u, when i was waiting for the bus it started raining. and when i got on the bus the rain stopped. it was as if the bus driver sped ahead of the rain cloud. lol. but as soon as i alighted, it started pouring AGAIN. i had to wait at the bus stop for half an hour b4 i cld walk to siglap centre. wat a day it was for me. WHAT A DAY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the beautiful thing is, i was at my cell member's hse and as i was standing at the balcony in solitude, the sky ahead of me was filled with a HUGE, im telling u MASSIVE thunder cloud over the sea (east coast area). nothing blocked my view, i cld only see the whole sky, no trees, no buildings hindering my view. for the 1st time in my life i actually enjoyed watching a thunder cloud. hahaha. lightning juz flashed everywhere in the cloud and above it. it was really BE-A-U-TIFUL... i juz stood there for 15mins staring at lightning but nvr once did hear any thunder. it was then that i started thinking of sooooo many things. weird, but when im close to nature, its where my thoughts will run. literally running free. i really hope to see more thunder clouds, so i can feel at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the rainbow we saw in sch. beautiful as well. THANK YOU GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Nature really is worth appreciating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;signing off 4 now.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Switchfoot's Dare You to Move really got me going. go plug in to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-114627965577234622?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114627965577234622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114627965577234622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/nature.html' title='Nature'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-114613451041496895</id><published>2006-04-27T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:46:03.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's love</title><content type='html'>today is the day b4 mid yrs!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dun really feel the stress, but still am going to study real hard. Turn over a new leaf, not turn back a old leaf! LOL, Mrs Wong is HILARIOUS... for a woman her age, she's pretty good and joyous. i think got a lot of old men attracted to her, sry mrs wong but i hav to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;God's love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can any1 ever define that? the answer? NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was really touched after watching this video, almost burst out in tears. haha not that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kua zang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but ya, u get the idea. Here's the link:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://www.fathersloveletter.com/fllpreviewlarge.html&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;these few weeks, so many thoughts are running thru my head. and exams are not 1 of them. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;well, 1stly, there is that 1 person. and 2ndly is my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;shant go into details, or this will not be an entry but a compo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;last night i was doing my quiet time and it said that keeping in communication with God is allowing the Holy Spirit to speak to us thru our daily activities. and during recess i suddenly had goosebumps all over and i was reminded to let the Holy Spirit work in us everywhere we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a love song to God. that's wat im inspired to write. zhen, rah n i were singing Come Holy Spirit and Glorious Redeemer the last few days. if we juz closed our eyes and sang it, it wld be really emotional. the words are really worth meditating on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i shall end here with the lyrics of both songs. enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Glorious Redeemer&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i love You with all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;trust You with all i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;for You hold the heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and earth in Your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You died on the cross for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;took all my sin and shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Your name is holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;exalted above all earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Glorious Redeemer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You have paid for my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You have gone before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;now i'll walk by Your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i lift my hands to You Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You are worthy ofmy praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jesus reigns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jesus You reign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Come Holy Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;come Holy Spirit fall on me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i need Your anointing come in Your power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i love You Holy Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;You're captivating my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;and everyday i grow to love You more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i'm reaching for Your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;You hold my life in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;drawing me closer to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i feel Your power renewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;nothing compares to this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;where i can see You face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i worship You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;in spirit and in truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-114613451041496895?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114613451041496895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114613451041496895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/gods-love.html' title='God&apos;s love'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26921379.post-114595722598236184</id><published>2006-04-26T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:27:05.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a life full of friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i finally created a blog. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that life is really God-given, everything we have, everything we own, little as it may be, its still God-given. one of the things lingering in my mind was that there are many different people that i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Acquaintances&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Confidant&lt;/span&gt; (new word learnt during eng today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i realise that no matter how many friends we have, it doesnt really matter.&lt;br /&gt;but its how many TRUE frens we have that really counts. for myself, there are many ppl who fit into the 1st two categories, but none that fit the 3rd 1. i really have no idea why, probably becuz i dun feel comfortable having only 1 fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a phrase i found meaningful :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Money can't buy love, nor even friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those out there with many so-called 'frens', dun hang out wif them juz cuz their cool or fit into ur criteria of Good Friends. One conversation still tickles me, "I'd rather be fat and have frens, den fit and have none." by the courtesy of Marcus Lee.  haha, how much more true can that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdbye 4 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26921379-114595722598236184?l=reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114595722598236184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26921379/posts/default/114595722598236184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectionsofhisheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-full-of-friends.html' title='a life full of friends'/><author><name>_kai chin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00053234551719002802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
