<?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-14929050</id><updated>2011-12-28T16:42:14.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Thoughts.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>446</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6411821323340942962</id><published>2011-12-28T07:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T07:52:42.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Checkpoint.</title><content type='html'>Thank you for blessing me Lord. In You, I am rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will rather be poor than be in sin. Lord, guide me and keep my path straight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6411821323340942962?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6411821323340942962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6411821323340942962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6411821323340942962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6411821323340942962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/12/checkpoint.html' title='A Checkpoint.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7513145411708555978</id><published>2011-11-01T07:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T07:11:34.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LDS Claims</title><content type='html'>Am going to park this here so i dont have to look for it online again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of Claimable Items&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Development Courses &lt;br /&gt;• Foreign Language courses&lt;br /&gt;• IT courses&lt;br /&gt;• Conference, seminars &amp; motivational talks&lt;br /&gt;• Courses on pedagogy, instruction and personal effectiveness&lt;br /&gt;• Courses related to the teacher’s field of work e.g. Music courses for music teachers.&lt;br /&gt;• Courses for activities that are existing CCAs or a new CCA that may be introduced in the school, e.g. tennis, aikido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscriptions to Professional Magazines &amp; Periodicals &lt;br /&gt;• National Geographic&lt;br /&gt;• The Economist&lt;br /&gt;• Newspapers&lt;br /&gt;• Reader’s Digest, New Scientist, Times Magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Productivity Devices &lt;br /&gt;• Computers/Laptops&lt;br /&gt;• PDAs&lt;br /&gt;• Software which would aid teachers in their teaching capacity&lt;br /&gt;• Internet connection, installation, subscription, related software/hardware and renewal fees etc&lt;br /&gt;• Computer peripherals and components such as printer, thumbdrive, hard drive, scanner, etc&lt;br /&gt;• Digital camera and accessories (e.g. memory card for camera, spare proprietary battery for digital camera etc)&lt;br /&gt;• Video camera&lt;br /&gt;• Electronic dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Membership/entrance fees/subscriptions to professional Bodies &amp; Societies • Academy of Principals subscription&lt;br /&gt;• Membership to Borders, Kinokuniya or other educational bookstores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enhancement of Cultural Awareness &lt;br /&gt;• Exhibitions&lt;br /&gt;• Plays/musicals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading materials &lt;br /&gt;• Textbooks/assessments/reference books related to teacher’s field of work&lt;br /&gt;• Self-improvement books&lt;br /&gt;• Novels/non-fiction books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Educational Learning# &lt;br /&gt;• Visit to zoo, birdpark, museum etc&lt;br /&gt;• Learning journey&lt;br /&gt;• Conservatory visits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange Programmes# &lt;br /&gt;• Teacher Work Attachment programmes&lt;br /&gt;• Airfare/Expenses Incurred when attending conference related to teaching if there are no sponsorship involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Schools should not ask officers to use their own LDS to pay for school trips as the LDS is intended for individual use and there are other sources of funding for these trips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7513145411708555978?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7513145411708555978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7513145411708555978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7513145411708555978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7513145411708555978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/11/lds-claims.html' title='LDS Claims'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4807757147290143769</id><published>2011-10-12T07:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T07:59:51.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplete.</title><content type='html'>I need You Lord, greater than anything.&lt;br /&gt;I need You Lord, far above all my precious thing.&lt;br /&gt;I need You Lord, more than even my heart can sing&lt;br /&gt;I need You Lord. I need You Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 4:1-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, since the promise of entering his rest still stands, let us be careful that none of you be found to have fallen short of it. For we also have had the good news proclaimed to us, just as they did; but the message they heard was of no value to them, because they did not share the faith of those who obeyed. Now we who have believed enter that rest, just as God has said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “So I declared on oath in my anger, &lt;br /&gt;   ‘They shall never enter my rest.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet his works have been finished since the creation of the world. For somewhere he has spoken about the seventh day in these words: “On the seventh day God rested from all his works.” And again in the passage above he says, “They shall never enter my rest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore since it still remains for some to enter that rest, and since those who formerly had the good news proclaimed to them did not go in because of their disobedience, God again set a certain day, calling it “Today.” This he did when a long time later he spoke through David, as in the passage already quoted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “Today, if you hear his voice, &lt;br /&gt;   do not harden your hearts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if Joshua had given them rest, God would not have spoken later about another day. There remains, then, a Sabbath-rest for the people of God; for anyone who enters God’s rest also rests from their works, just as God did from his. Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, so that no one will perish by following their example of disobedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4807757147290143769?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4807757147290143769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4807757147290143769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4807757147290143769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4807757147290143769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/10/incomplete.html' title='Incomplete.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2055060467220454879</id><published>2011-10-06T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:37:24.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful.</title><content type='html'>End paper for maths.&lt;br /&gt;Running in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Mouldy ham.&lt;br /&gt;Accident witness.&lt;br /&gt;Pending lawsuit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah.. God, you are our protector.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2055060467220454879?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2055060467220454879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2055060467220454879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2055060467220454879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2055060467220454879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/10/eventful.html' title='Eventful.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1912611400298400900</id><published>2011-09-09T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:25:17.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fire in the snow.</title><content type='html'>Today i tell the world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1912611400298400900?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1912611400298400900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1912611400298400900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1912611400298400900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1912611400298400900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/09/fire-in-snow.html' title='A fire in the snow.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1003284705475069399</id><published>2011-09-05T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:11:34.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half a year :)</title><content type='html'>Barney is a dinosaur,&lt;br /&gt;nah na na nah nah na naaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1003284705475069399?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1003284705475069399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1003284705475069399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1003284705475069399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1003284705475069399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/09/half-year.html' title='half a year :)'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-8943468403986042409</id><published>2011-08-21T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:49:24.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest.</title><content type='html'>Today, i saw another side of my loved ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barney is a dinosaur from our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;nah-nah-naah na-naa nana nah nah-nah nahnah naaahh na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, protect us. keep our families safe.&lt;br /&gt;Give us strength to see through this season.&lt;br /&gt;Give us rest, true divine rest in You. &lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Father Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-8943468403986042409?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/8943468403986042409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=8943468403986042409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8943468403986042409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8943468403986042409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/08/rest.html' title='Rest.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7653337783011679061</id><published>2011-08-17T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:33:30.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning out of the blue. I looked at the time and saw that it was 5.53am. I thought to myself that it was still early and I could go back to sleep for an hour or two more after a short toilet trip. Only in the toilet did i remember my alarm is set to ring at 6. Why i forgot that is a mystery.. the disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stood in the class and did nothing for an hour.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7653337783011679061?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7653337783011679061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7653337783011679061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7653337783011679061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7653337783011679061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/08/sigh.html' title='Sigh.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-8610716847017678592</id><published>2011-08-11T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:05:15.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneezy.</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-8610716847017678592?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/8610716847017678592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=8610716847017678592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8610716847017678592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8610716847017678592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/08/sneezy.html' title='Sneezy.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7715596725902756610</id><published>2011-08-11T10:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:11:52.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections of national day.</title><content type='html'>before i forget... a completely random day. loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock climbing, popcorn, Macs, satisfying cravings all in one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7715596725902756610?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7715596725902756610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7715596725902756610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7715596725902756610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7715596725902756610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/08/reflections-of-national-day.html' title='reflections of national day.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-9143876325232714574</id><published>2011-08-04T06:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T06:48:58.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless night.</title><content type='html'>Never been scolded for caring too much. I should check myself.. maybe i am overly worried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a long day. Lord, give me strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-9143876325232714574?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/9143876325232714574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=9143876325232714574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9143876325232714574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9143876325232714574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/08/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless night.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2816763994386878310</id><published>2011-07-14T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T14:35:26.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing my giants.</title><content type='html'>I would have thought that watching the movie more than ten times is enough. But when you stand in a class full of students unable to excel and overcome their fear of failure and just a snippet of it again (4 times this week), tears well up in my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God speaks. "you sure you are going to give me your best? Your very best? Even when it hurts?" I must overcome my giants once again, no matter how hard it is. I hear You Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-vB59PkB0eQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2816763994386878310?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2816763994386878310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2816763994386878310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2816763994386878310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2816763994386878310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/07/facing-my-giants.html' title='Facing my giants.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-vB59PkB0eQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3580601159457777222</id><published>2011-07-06T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:16:09.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Track record.</title><content type='html'>I must confess that it doesnt look too good from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never been tough. But when life takes a swing at you that is faster than any you have batted, suddenly the sky becomes bleak and grey. Being humbled by God is not a tough thing to handle but feeling that i have failed again is a sore and hard thing to accept.. I am not as patient as i thought i was. neither am i as slow to anger nor forgiving. Yet i have not forgotten that i have always been imperfect but my Lord loves me, more than i can even love myself. I will press on again. I will pick things up again and let me keep my word again to trust in Him for all things. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson of the day (insight after reading Watchman Nee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to know nothing, to have no gifts or strengths. Yet it is so much harder to be blessed by God in different ways and still continue to deny ourselves and trust in God. We forget, we dont wait for Him to speak and then we act and try and strive. God is looking for us to depend on Him in all things. Can i say, despite of His blessings, 'Lord, you alone i depend on. You speak then i will move'? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5 says "Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding". this verse suddenly means so much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3580601159457777222?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3580601159457777222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3580601159457777222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3580601159457777222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3580601159457777222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/07/track-record.html' title='Track record.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3586634103976736278</id><published>2011-06-09T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:11:51.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fork pokes.</title><content type='html'>2 nights ago, i saw an angel in my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3586634103976736278?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3586634103976736278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3586634103976736278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3586634103976736278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3586634103976736278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/06/fork-pokes.html' title='The fork pokes.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-87914734365710104</id><published>2011-05-09T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T17:04:29.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still to go.</title><content type='html'>one million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and eighty four. &lt;br /&gt;after that, we'll play monopoly deal again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-87914734365710104?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/87914734365710104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=87914734365710104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/87914734365710104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/87914734365710104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/05/still-to-go.html' title='Still to go.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4702157436473842728</id><published>2011-05-05T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T22:41:36.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>A boy was at the Grand Canyon with his family for a holiday. As they walked along the mountain range, he marveled at the sheer grandiose of the surroundings and curiously explored whatever nooks and crannies he could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day drew on and the hot sun hung high in the air. Just when they were deciding to head home, his parents decided to take a photo as a couple. Posing and smiling, they forgot about the little boy as he wandered around on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy walked, suddenly intensely aware of the lack of supervision. He walked closer and closer to the edge, just as he has seen many other tourists do. Now, finally he has an opportunity to do the same. He inched another step, and another till he was but a stone's throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, the boy's father turned and saw the boy standing precariously at the side of the canyon. Without any alarming shouts or wasted time, he bounded with giant steps towards the boy. The father grabbed his collar and hurled him physically away from the edge. The boy, in pain, cried out and started to wail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother, seeing all that has transpired breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that while the boy was in a little pain now, he was alive and once again safely back in their hands. She smiles at her son, patted him lovingly on his head and said, "Let's go home."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4702157436473842728?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4702157436473842728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4702157436473842728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4702157436473842728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4702157436473842728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2476897679438946270</id><published>2011-05-01T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T01:06:32.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is well in my soul.</title><content type='html'>I have insufficient sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Work's been a mad rush through the past few week towards the mid year exams.&lt;br /&gt;Also all the travelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reservist's coming up. &lt;br /&gt;Three full weeks of it. I have replacing my CSM friend and totally clueless still what is my job scope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cell is rocky at best. &lt;br /&gt;I have not enough time with them. &lt;br /&gt;There are many things that we can improve in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have little in my account. &lt;br /&gt;Not enough to think about anything long term or permanent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one saved in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I wished I am more bold. My family is still unsaved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is not as it used to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this being said, my life uncertain and much to dream of. Not sure that I'll have enough tomorrow. I want to declare with much joy in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well with my soul. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you my Lord and Captain of my ship. You are not uncertain. Beyond a measure of a doubt, You will provide for my every need and I trust You God. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sYFjikyp7mQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2476897679438946270?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2476897679438946270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2476897679438946270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2476897679438946270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2476897679438946270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-is-well-in-my-soul.html' title='It is well in my soul.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sYFjikyp7mQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1863470346727710985</id><published>2011-04-12T08:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:50:55.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>Thank You Lord for the weekend past.&lt;br /&gt;I will remember to give You thanks for seeing me through.&lt;br /&gt;The strength You gave to me, I could have done nothing without Your presence. &lt;br /&gt;Lord, i look to You for the week ahead. &lt;br /&gt;It seems like an endless one again. &lt;br /&gt;But i will rejoice in You, for my God has truly set me free! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;For knowing my struggles and working with me on them.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your honest words and maturity.&lt;br /&gt;most of all, thank you for your being here, standing beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy my sleepless nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1863470346727710985?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1863470346727710985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1863470346727710985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1863470346727710985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1863470346727710985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/04/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6326147359797294855</id><published>2011-04-08T06:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T06:45:18.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8/4 - 10/4.</title><content type='html'>I have so much to do for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I need You. &lt;br /&gt;Your strength, Your wisdom and Your grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6326147359797294855?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6326147359797294855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6326147359797294855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6326147359797294855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6326147359797294855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/04/84-104.html' title='8/4 - 10/4.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2242098069700315460</id><published>2011-04-06T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T21:22:07.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesame Street.</title><content type='html'>I dont like the letter A and the number 12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2242098069700315460?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2242098069700315460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2242098069700315460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2242098069700315460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2242098069700315460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/04/sesame-street.html' title='Sesame Street.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2477269036308994432</id><published>2011-04-04T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:04:46.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice.</title><content type='html'>What is sacrifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it giving up your seat for the old lady? or giving of your meal to someone hungrier than you? It is. little acts that should be encouraged and commmended. But more than that, i think sacrifice always involves giving of lives. When a parent gives her time to stay up with her child, she gives of her life. When a fireman jumps into a fire, he gives of his life. Or a girl who is unwell yet serves others in her condition, smiling all the time. And it is this giving of our lives in various ways that matters the most. Can you think of anyone who is sacrificial? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The act of sacrifice is well and good. But it can also be misplaced. Imagine giving your life to encourage someone to do something bad. That is misplaced sacrifice. As human beings, we think of what we sacrifice for and the ends in which it meets. Yet someone gave His life so that people who truly dont deserve it can live. Jesus endured all the shame and pain upon the cross such that the very people who mock and reject him can have life abundant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's almost nothing that seems more fruitless than this endeavour. Yet, He gave all He had for us. Do you know Him, my Lord Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us." Romans 5:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2477269036308994432?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2477269036308994432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2477269036308994432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2477269036308994432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2477269036308994432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/04/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-5226265001947841</id><published>2011-03-25T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T00:59:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My purpose.</title><content type='html'>I am an alien, just a passer-by in life. I am of the world yet not of this world. I don't want to be caught up in life, the things of the world. Just bearing with whatever life throws at us. I should not be too attached to the things of this life, the struggles of just making it through. My purpose in life is not work, family or even ministry. Some of these are good but I believe that God's main role for me is to be in His presence. Sing to Him, worship Him regardless of circumstaces ，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinky promise. Let me not forget your goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5226265001947841?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5226265001947841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5226265001947841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5226265001947841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5226265001947841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-purpose.html' title='My purpose.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7992585864672486635</id><published>2011-03-23T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:51:24.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minty cold breaths.</title><content type='html'>I was pleasantly surprised by the notebook :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night of aliens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7992585864672486635?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7992585864672486635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7992585864672486635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7992585864672486635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7992585864672486635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/03/minty-cold-breaths.html' title='Minty cold breaths.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6021287259447503613</id><published>2011-03-21T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:39:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your hands.</title><content type='html'>Lord, I trust You for Your faithfulness. You have watched over me without fail. Each time I was sick and miserable, You held me in Your lovingkindness. Father, continue to hold those that are down and out in Your hands. They are not alone in Your house. You know their conditions, You feel their pain and You bring Your comfort. Won't You do what I cannot? Take away our sickness. Let our strength rise up as we look to You. Bring peace to our rest in You, Daddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the glory of Your Precious Son, Jesus. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6021287259447503613?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6021287259447503613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6021287259447503613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6021287259447503613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6021287259447503613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-hands.html' title='Your hands.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-598778654703834530</id><published>2011-03-16T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:32:59.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray.</title><content type='html'>Pray for Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When I shut up the heavens so that there is no rain, or command locusts to devour the land or send a plague among my people, if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.&lt;br /&gt;-2 Chronicles 7:13-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are faithful and true. We trust You and pray for mercy and grace to flow over the stricken land. Bring the lost and injured wounded and hurt back into Your arms. Father, send Your spirit of peace and restoration into the land. We will not be selfish and think only of ourselves, rotting on our peaceful hides and do nothing. But we will cry out with our fellow men. God, send Your salvation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「わたしが天を閉ざしたため雨が降らなくなったり、いなごの大群が穀物を食い尽くしたり、伝染病が大流行したりした場合、もし、わたしの国民が、謙そんになって祈り、悪い道から離れてわたしに立ち返るなら、天からその祈りを聞き、彼らの罪を赦し、この地を元どおりにしよう。」&lt;br /&gt;イスラエル年代記 下　&lt;br /&gt;七：１３－１４&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-598778654703834530?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/598778654703834530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=598778654703834530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/598778654703834530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/598778654703834530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-9066855164473128652</id><published>2011-03-04T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:09:22.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Helper.</title><content type='html'>You make the most mundane work seem much more fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-9066855164473128652?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/9066855164473128652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=9066855164473128652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day of march in the year 2011. &lt;br /&gt;I will remember the Lord who made this day.&lt;br /&gt;He is good and worthy of praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember the precious gifts of God.&lt;br /&gt;He smiles upon His children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember that God made me in His image.&lt;br /&gt;What You are, mould me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2116795637645257927?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2116795637645257927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2116795637645257927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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The details of it was stunning. Everything was so close, seemingly reaching out to embrace me in its comforting grasp.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet dreaming is not the same as having God's dreams. The dreams men have are fleeting and lies. The bible regularly speaks of the dreams that false prophets have. They sound good, they tingle your insides and give you hope. Yet the Lord calls us to remain alert and discerning. To have the word of the Lord in our hearts. Sweet words may please us for a moment, but it lulls us to sleep and the enemy ensnares us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is real. Whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable. If anything is excellent and praiseworthy, think about such things." Daddy, You are all these. And I will think of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, brushing my teeth by the road.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the students rushing by.&lt;br /&gt;The little one rolls over,&lt;br /&gt;and the kiss of the enemy is sweet. &lt;br /&gt;Ah, dreaming nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5070580819768493708?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5070580819768493708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5070580819768493708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5070580819768493708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5070580819768493708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/03/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-5206630875398656499</id><published>2011-02-24T06:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T06:40:54.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for God.</title><content type='html'>It is not in the big things you accomplished for God that proves that you love Him. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, you can prove nothing but our nature, short of His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only our desire and passion for Him in the little things that reveal how much He means to us. The little decisions we make each day that chooses to honour Him, the little sacrifices that may mean nothing to us but everything to Him. It is the same with loving men. When we cherish the ones we love, do we love them most when we pledge the sacrifice of our lives in bold speeches? We love the most when we give our 5 minutes in a busy moment, when we affirm that they are worth it in a quarrel, when we pick up the little pieces without them noticing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you decided today to stop telling that little white lie? Or said that small word of affirmation for the old lady at the street corner? God sees all our deeds and thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Him today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5206630875398656499?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5206630875398656499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5206630875398656499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5206630875398656499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5206630875398656499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-for-god.html' title='Love for God.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-308255129853482102</id><published>2011-02-23T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T09:17:01.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realised.</title><content type='html'>that some things just dont mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oil and water.&lt;br /&gt;light and darkness.&lt;br /&gt;teachers and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to spend the day thinking long and hard about it.&lt;br /&gt;should i convince with persuasive words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And so it was with me, brothers and sisters. When I came to you, I did not come with eloquence or human wisdom as I proclaimed to you the testimony about God. For I resolved to know nothing while I was with you except Jesus Christ and him crucified. I came to you in weakness with great fear and trembling. My message and my preaching were not with wise and persuasive words, but with a demonstration of the Spirit’s power, so that your faith might not rest on human wisdom, but on God’s power."&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Corinthians 2:1-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. but i am joyful. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-308255129853482102?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/308255129853482102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=308255129853482102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/308255129853482102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/308255129853482102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/realised.html' title='Realised.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-5658785947832166147</id><published>2011-02-21T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T01:23:58.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>127.</title><content type='html'>What is important?&lt;br /&gt;Is teaching all there is to my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the questions going through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, another thought is occupying my time.&lt;br /&gt;It is like trying to keep air our of a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5658785947832166147?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5658785947832166147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5658785947832166147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5658785947832166147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5658785947832166147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/127.html' title='127.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-192108753925273590</id><published>2011-02-19T07:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:00:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An excerpt.</title><content type='html'>"So, how has things been different?" the doctor asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To say the truth," I replied. "This is a side of the little girl which I did not know before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this a good sort of difference?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled. "Certainly. For instance, she worries about how much sleep I have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does she now?" the doctor was intrigued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"More than that, she always gives me food before herself. Or waits up till I'm home. Little things like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, these sounds like very trivial things.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it a little thought and said, "maybe they are, but I see her trying and it brings me that warm fuzzy feeling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha Ha," the doc gave a hearty laugh. "You sound like you are all better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had not realised it myself but the doctor was right. "But more than anything, she was willing to just sit with me, wait with me. She gave me her time. I love her for that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cerrtainly wish you all the best. Come back if you ever need me again," the doctor noted on his little clipboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-192108753925273590?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/192108753925273590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=192108753925273590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/192108753925273590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/192108753925273590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/excerpt.html' title='An excerpt.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7580620347142622449</id><published>2011-02-18T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T01:11:23.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 8:35-37</title><content type='html'>Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For your sake we face death all day long;&lt;br /&gt;   we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, my perfect Father. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7580620347142622449?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7580620347142622449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7580620347142622449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7580620347142622449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7580620347142622449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/psalm-835-37.html' title='Psalm 8:35-37'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3299379920084565617</id><published>2011-02-16T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T23:22:09.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>It was for the most brief moment.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is such a small thing, but it's as if struck by lightning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3299379920084565617?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3299379920084565617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3299379920084565617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3299379920084565617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3299379920084565617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4769296845441253555</id><published>2011-02-10T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T23:55:04.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure.</title><content type='html'>What an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long walk.&lt;br /&gt;a deep search.&lt;br /&gt;a simple meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;but for me, was fun just watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND found salve for the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;かわいい笑顔を持っています&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4769296845441253555?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4769296845441253555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4769296845441253555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4769296845441253555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4769296845441253555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/adventure.html' title='Adventure.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4007520636672485797</id><published>2011-02-09T01:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:34:38.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strengthen me, Lord.</title><content type='html'>It was a long day.&lt;br /&gt;and it's more manageable when you have something to look forward to at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TVHDMGY0tPI/AAAAAAAAANo/VyzD0PAHkoM/s1600/DSCF6190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TVHDMGY0tPI/AAAAAAAAANo/VyzD0PAHkoM/s320/DSCF6190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571448826674590962" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:27&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do  not labor or spin.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor  was dressed like one of these.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 2:5&lt;br /&gt;"Strengthen me with raisins,&lt;br /&gt; refresh me with apples,&lt;br /&gt; for I am faint with love."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4007520636672485797?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4007520636672485797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4007520636672485797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4007520636672485797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4007520636672485797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodnight.html' title='Strengthen me, Lord.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TVHDMGY0tPI/AAAAAAAAANo/VyzD0PAHkoM/s72-c/DSCF6190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-8745820838826291004</id><published>2011-02-04T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T22:48:06.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookmarked.</title><content type='html'>just needed to mark this day down in my calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96 bpm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-8745820838826291004?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/8745820838826291004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=8745820838826291004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8745820838826291004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8745820838826291004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/bookmarked.html' title='Bookmarked.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3538985018307229473</id><published>2011-02-03T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:44:56.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY　２０１１</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;It's the year of the cute little rabbits. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the day down with fever and the works.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty painful.. but it was bearable with help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 59:16&lt;br /&gt;"But I will sing of your strength,&lt;br /&gt;  in the morning I will sing of your love;&lt;br /&gt;for you are my fortress,&lt;br /&gt;  my refuge in times of trouble. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for a beautiful year to come.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for joy and much peace for the communities that i am in.&lt;br /&gt;May His presence never stop to amaze us. God bless 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3538985018307229473?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3538985018307229473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3538985018307229473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3538985018307229473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3538985018307229473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny.html' title='CNY　２０１１'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1093330462757114855</id><published>2011-01-29T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:03:04.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>It's going to be one long weekend, Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1093330462757114855?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1093330462757114855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1093330462757114855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1093330462757114855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1093330462757114855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_29.html' title=':/'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3561183656543756959</id><published>2011-01-28T08:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:56:06.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>titleless.</title><content type='html'>The Israelite could have entered the promised land on their own strength. The Lord has given to them an angel to go before them, that they will triumph over all their enemies. The goal was noble and God-given. But Moses was ready to give up the very dreams and visions that God gave to him. In Exodus, Moses said, "If your Presence does not go with us, do not send us up from here." He realised that even if we can accomplish the very goal that God has set us on, we would have accomplished nothing if the Lord is not with us. We would have missed all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You have sent an angel before me. Yet, i will stay and hold Your hand. Till You walk, i will not walk. For only then, i will know Your heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TUIUwAzAmpI/AAAAAAAAANc/smsfmKJDUpw/s1600/heartbeat"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 26px; height: 51px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TUIUwAzAmpI/AAAAAAAAANc/smsfmKJDUpw/s200/heartbeat" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567034904463579794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in the LORD with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;br /&gt;in all your ways submit to him,&lt;br /&gt;and he will make your paths straight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, it's going to be a painfully idle day.&lt;br /&gt;help me be positive (".)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3561183656543756959?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3561183656543756959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3561183656543756959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3561183656543756959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3561183656543756959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/titleless.html' title='titleless.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TUIUwAzAmpI/AAAAAAAAANc/smsfmKJDUpw/s72-c/heartbeat' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3502368703856723715</id><published>2011-01-27T16:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:27:35.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gift of God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TUE5h4hny7I/AAAAAAAAANU/48wQh44QWfw/s1600/spring-flowers-3edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TUE5h4hny7I/AAAAAAAAANU/48wQh44QWfw/s320/spring-flowers-3edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566793868678515634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have much time.&lt;br /&gt;did a little photoshopping.&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;pretty flower for&lt;br /&gt;the random strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3502368703856723715?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3502368703856723715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3502368703856723715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3502368703856723715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3502368703856723715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/gift-of-god.html' title='the gift of God.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TUE5h4hny7I/AAAAAAAAANU/48wQh44QWfw/s72-c/spring-flowers-3edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-8416269695598197676</id><published>2011-01-26T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:55:17.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A King's love.</title><content type='html'>My God is the King of Kings. He loves with an abundant love, a love that surpasses all our understandings of love. He loves because He is love. He is not the love you know or i know. But His love is the love that gives all, always waiting and never proud. His is the gentlest of love, He calls us with endless patience. He seeks us when we least want Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not God. But i want to be like Him and i want to love like Him. It is hard to love like Him but God loves me, so i love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-8416269695598197676?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/8416269695598197676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=8416269695598197676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8416269695598197676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8416269695598197676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/kings-love.html' title='A King&apos;s love.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6305663199200935776</id><published>2011-01-24T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T17:36:23.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growth.</title><content type='html'>Lord, there is still much that i do not know.&lt;br /&gt;I am still learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the learning is tough and difficult at times.&lt;br /&gt;But i trust you God.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6305663199200935776?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6305663199200935776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6305663199200935776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6305663199200935776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6305663199200935776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/growth.html' title='Growth.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-9134961453450532798</id><published>2011-01-20T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:51:30.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the shadow of Your hands.</title><content type='html'>I am not in shadow, Lord but in the shadow of Your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 49:2 &lt;br /&gt;He made my mouth like a sharpened sword,&lt;br /&gt;   in the shadow of his hand he hid me;&lt;br /&gt;he made me into a polished arrow&lt;br /&gt;   and concealed me in his quiver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i am here, i will be still and listen. It is not a time of displeasure but a time for discipline. Abraham, in his faithfulness fell to listening to human advice. When God has given a vision, He will bring the light to reveal all things. If we rush in our fear, we rely on our own common sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chambers say this "there is no need to pretend that your life is filled with joy and confidence". God sees our situation and He is in control. When we know that God is real, people pale by comparison. Family, friends, enemies. i will not be shaken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-9134961453450532798?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/9134961453450532798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=9134961453450532798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9134961453450532798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9134961453450532798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-shadow-of-your-hands.html' title='In the shadow of Your hands.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4476222722359058942</id><published>2011-01-13T16:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:35:51.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>John 3:16 is perhaps the most prominent verse in all of Christian-ness known to the world. Preachers preach it, christians say it, non-christians know it. It says "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.. that's nice. God loves us. Let me bring some perspective into that. for God did not just love you. But He SO loves you. Do we often miss that or what? He SO loves the world. Not just the all of us, you, me world, but in the original language, a pastor said that it meant the "closed system/world", the one without governance. The world full of self-living beings in a world of sin. God SO loved this world. Not because we had a chance, nor because we had a glimmer of goodness, but for no reason whatsoever, He SO loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that wasn't enough, our God-breathed bible establishes this again in 1 John 3:16. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we know what love is. This is the standard. The is the bar in which all love is branched. This is THE love, the first love, the authentic love. Not our diluted love, not any flirtation love, not the family love, nor the romantic love. But the perfect love that casts out all fears (1 John 4:18). Jesus Christ laid down His love for the world we were talking about. For all sinners in all generations who daily still curses Him, denies Him, rejects Him, ignores Him, thinks He is myth, He sacrificed Himself so that we may return to the embrace of our Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us know the truth about God's love. We hear it, we learn it and some of us experience it. Out of that, we sometimes desires to love God. We read the word and we pray. We fast and we worship. And many times, these acts of our love becomes the primary purpose of our lives. It is not wrong to do so but we may be missing the point. 1 John 4:10 says "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.&lt;/span&gt;" It is not our love towards God that makes us christian. There is absolutely no power in this, our love. there is no transformation of lives or any tangible effects. But it is because of God's first love towards us that we can love Him and others. Let the ways we love God began to pale in comparison to the knowledge of the greatness and awesomeness of the God's love. In this love, there is much blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conclusive summation at the end of the chapter.&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:19 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We love because he first loved us.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know this today, regardless of your experiences, sadness or pain. There is nothing no one can say to console you. But God says to you, seemingly randomly yet completely overwhelming when understood. God is crazily in love with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: They are koreans. haha funny Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4476222722359058942?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4476222722359058942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4476222722359058942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4476222722359058942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4476222722359058942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7359719892871522591</id><published>2011-01-08T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T19:36:51.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again.</title><content type='html'>its not the first time i'm seeing both of you in the same dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just lazing around, watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;meeting parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7359719892871522591?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7359719892871522591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7359719892871522591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7359719892871522591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7359719892871522591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/again.html' title='again.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2134983569403759095</id><published>2011-01-08T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T00:35:36.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A twist in the tale.</title><content type='html'>There was once a young man who had a little business. He sold carrots that he grew in his little backyard. Nice and ripe he grew them and then he sold them far and wide. One day, he passed by a little town. In this little town was a cute little girl. The little girl has had nothing to eat for a really long time. Seeing this, the young man gave to the little girl the best of all his carrots. The ripest, most deliciously looking one. Without waiting for anything in return or expecting anything more, he went on his way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the young man has grown into a fine young merchant. He specialised in trading goods to the big cities. He had a hand in a little of these and a little of that and he could not have been more happily occupied in his business. And yet, he fell in love with a passing princess. She came in a large entourage, made the young men in the city swooned and left carrying the heart of our little merchant. He sighed, he wondered and yet he could see no way that things could work out between measly him and a beautiful princess. Much less, talk to her, he did not even know where to find her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes, our story went when the merchant was invited to a village where he had been. The villagers had seen his amazing compassion towards the cute little girl all those years back. How he had offered his biggest, most awesome carrot to the girl in need of food. They beckoned him to join them in a celebration and so off he went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the little merchant went on his way to the village, he could not help but think of the image that the princess had imprinted upon his fevered mind, etched an image that played over and over again in his mind. Yet there was nothing he could do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found himself approaching the village and called out to the villagers. Yet no one responded. Were they all indoors, waiting? he searched high and low but could see no one near. After all his tiring journeys, he sat down at the spot where he had first met the cute little girl. Just as he was about to doze off, he saw the village head approaching him. He waved, relieved that someone familiar was around. With the village head, walked a veiled young lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, that little girl to whom you offered the carrot is one of my serving girls. Out of all of my little ones, i loved her the most. When i lost her, i could not contain myself and cried for a year without ceasing. When i found her well again, i heard her story and i knew that you were her saviour. Without you, i would not have found my joy again. It may be inappropriate but would you take me as your wife?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young merchant could not respond. He was dumbstruck. Would anyone in their right mind made such a request? As he thought this, the girl removed her veil and before his eyes was the beautiful princess. On the brink of consciousness, the young merchant praised the King of the heavens and the two were wedded that very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 6:9 "In his heart a man plans his course, but the LORD determines his steps."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2134983569403759095?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2134983569403759095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2134983569403759095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2134983569403759095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2134983569403759095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/twist-in-tale.html' title='A twist in the tale.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6372824673224695871</id><published>2011-01-05T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:21:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from a childhood friend.</title><content type='html'>The parents should be cleanly wed.&lt;br /&gt;Their children nobly bred,&lt;br /&gt;Wisely fed,&lt;br /&gt;And firmly led.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6372824673224695871?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6372824673224695871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6372824673224695871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6372824673224695871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6372824673224695871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-childhood-friend.html' title='from a childhood friend.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-577754161408929724</id><published>2011-01-05T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:18:11.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>但我明白。。</title><content type='html'>没活说的出口，&lt;br /&gt;没字能表达&lt;br /&gt;我心中的泪水。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-577754161408929724?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/577754161408929724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=577754161408929724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/577754161408929724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/577754161408929724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='但我明白。。'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1053451991132309053</id><published>2011-01-03T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T00:02:38.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteries.</title><content type='html'>Some things are meant to be mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;We dont need to understand them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am testing this logic myself.&lt;br /&gt;we sometimes get into desperate situations, and end in us crying out to God.&lt;br /&gt;I think God would allow us to be desperate situations, so that we cry out to Him.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing about faith is this. If we take the step first to cry out to Him, we may not end up in a desperate situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for 2 days. Christmas gifts-in-lieu :)&lt;br /&gt;A babysitting of a cute baby.&lt;br /&gt;and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;writing because my memory do fail me at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1053451991132309053?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1053451991132309053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1053451991132309053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1053451991132309053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1053451991132309053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/mysteries.html' title='Mysteries.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4201835297280982802</id><published>2011-01-01T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T10:19:13.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011.</title><content type='html'>The glory of my God is larger than anything that could happen this year. I... am ready to go. Praying for God's encounters with family, friends, ministry, colleagues, neighbours. Thanks Derrick for sharing the kingdom-mind rather than the mind of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And double blessings. :) Genesis 9:8-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God said to Noah and to his sons with him: “I now establish my covenant with you and with your descendants after you and with every living creature that was with you—the birds, the  livestock and all the wild animals, all those that came out of the ark  with you—every living creature on earth. I establish my covenant with you: Never again will all life be  destroyed by the waters of a flood; never again will there be a flood to  destroy the earth.” &lt;p&gt;And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me  and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all  generations to come: I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures  of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy  all life. Whenever the  rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the  everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind  on the earth.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So God said to Noah, “This is the sign of the covenant I have established between me and all life on the earth.” &lt;/p&gt;My first dream of 2011 was leading a group of 3 criminals to escape from the law. ended up in a room blocked by the police. convinced them to surrender. i will take the rap for their escape and crime. The feeling of thrill, hopelessness, surrender and repentance hangs heavily around my neck as i woke up. Lord, open my mind to comprehend this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4201835297280982802?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4201835297280982802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4201835297280982802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4201835297280982802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4201835297280982802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4471274658435647259</id><published>2010-12-30T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T08:28:54.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have decided.</title><content type='html'>that i will fast for the Lord is my joy and strength.&lt;br /&gt;I will trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear the words of God and read His word, and it jumps out at you. The words thrill you and lifts up your spirit. But all you do is bask in the knowledge of the revelation, then we have been snared in the trap of the enemy. A deep trap, darker than any others for we have heard and failed. Press on, and live out that glorious words and let it bring much life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4471274658435647259?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4471274658435647259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4471274658435647259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4471274658435647259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4471274658435647259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-decided.html' title='I have decided.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4145645145913742789</id><published>2010-12-27T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T00:06:05.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs 4:23.</title><content type='html'>"Above all else, guard your heart.&lt;br /&gt;For it is the wellspring of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise today.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, teach me to keep it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4145645145913742789?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4145645145913742789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4145645145913742789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4145645145913742789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4145645145913742789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/proverbs-423.html' title='Proverbs 4:23.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1612388773692488231</id><published>2010-12-25T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:25:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Good news.</title><content type='html'>God created men for a purpose and a destiny. Along the way, we turn and fall astray. Our sins separate us from the loving Father who continues to love us. In a redemptive move, He sent His Son Jesus Christ, to come and be the payment for our sins. Jesus willingly came and gave His life for you and me, while we were still sinners. An act of great love that no other man can accomplish. This is done freely so that we can once again come to the Father.. The miracle of the child celebrated by Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, thank You for Your presence with me, all through last night. It was a bundle of joy and miracles. i will pray for those who You love, even if it's a long ardous task. Give me the strength for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:3-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Blessed are those who mourn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for they will be comforted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Blessed are the meek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for they will inherit the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for they will be filled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Blessed are the merciful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for they will be shown mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Blessed are the pure in heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for they will see God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Blessed are the peacemakers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for they will be called children of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1612388773692488231?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1612388773692488231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1612388773692488231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1612388773692488231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1612388773692488231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-news.html' title='the Good news.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6985926900739885705</id><published>2010-12-25T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:13:30.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo of the year.</title><content type='html'>I am going to put my favourite photo here as a memory of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;It speaks of many things i hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventure, love and new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TRVvVcXRtTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6SLmeK1zOsA/s1600/fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TRVvVcXRtTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6SLmeK1zOsA/s320/fav.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554468129613133106" 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;photo thanks to Jacob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6985926900739885705?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6985926900739885705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6985926900739885705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6985926900739885705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6985926900739885705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/photo-of-year.html' title='Photo of the year.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TRVvVcXRtTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6SLmeK1zOsA/s72-c/fav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6916700879845143766</id><published>2010-12-23T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:59:49.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 62.</title><content type='html'>Yes, my soul, find rest in God;&lt;br /&gt;my hope comes from him.&lt;br /&gt;Truly he is my rock and my salvation;&lt;br /&gt; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.&lt;br /&gt;My salvation and my honor depend on God;&lt;br /&gt; he is my mighty rock, my refuge.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in him at all times, you people;&lt;br /&gt; pour out your hearts to him,&lt;br /&gt; for God is our refuge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been been speaking to me through these verses for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;God my Emmanuel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for lunch and dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6916700879845143766?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6916700879845143766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6916700879845143766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6916700879845143766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6916700879845143766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/psalm-62.html' title='Psalm 62.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2917092777779125594</id><published>2010-12-21T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:06:05.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a heavy heart.</title><content type='html'>surprisingly heavy.&lt;br /&gt;never felt like this for years. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2917092777779125594?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2917092777779125594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2917092777779125594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2917092777779125594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2917092777779125594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/heavy-heart.html' title='a heavy heart.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-538948815070101295</id><published>2010-12-21T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T02:26:48.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 9</title><content type='html'>6 For to us a child is born,&lt;br /&gt;   to us a son is given,&lt;br /&gt;   and the government will be on his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;And he will be called&lt;br /&gt;   Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,&lt;br /&gt;   Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.&lt;br /&gt;7 Of the greatness of his government and peace&lt;br /&gt;   there will be no end.&lt;br /&gt;He will reign on David’s throne&lt;br /&gt;   and over his kingdom,&lt;br /&gt;establishing and upholding it&lt;br /&gt;   with justice and righteousness&lt;br /&gt;   from that time on and forever.&lt;br /&gt;The zeal of the LORD Almighty&lt;br /&gt;   will accomplish this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send the one who will Your voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-538948815070101295?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/538948815070101295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=538948815070101295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/538948815070101295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/538948815070101295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/isaiah-9.html' title='Isaiah 9'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3147138522509725851</id><published>2010-12-16T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T21:53:33.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afterthoughts.</title><content type='html'>The people are super friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is great too. The blandness and yet full of flavour. You could eat and not stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the area of God, the people's heart are cold and unaware. They cannot tell His presence. When I prayed on the plane and knew so strongly that He was there, the man beside me joked about it? But there's so much opportunity there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for God's presence to continue sweeping through that nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Him for keeping me safe and well through the trip. i had my voice back too, well.. enough to survive. Thanks for praying, you who prayed. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3147138522509725851?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3147138522509725851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3147138522509725851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3147138522509725851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3147138522509725851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/afterthoughts.html' title='Afterthoughts.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4363683664687079781</id><published>2010-12-12T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:07:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Objectives.</title><content type='html'>i have fulfilled 4 of my objectives in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat crab :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Take pictures with cute little japanese kids.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to an onsen :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;4. play in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends say i look like a happy man. well i am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4363683664687079781?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4363683664687079781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4363683664687079781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4363683664687079781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4363683664687079781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/objectives.html' title='Objectives.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-9194231675565606452</id><published>2010-12-12T06:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T06:48:08.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2.</title><content type='html'>It's snowing and I took a bath in the bathhouse :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二日&lt;br /&gt;雪は良いじゃ&lt;br /&gt;ふわふわの&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-9194231675565606452?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/9194231675565606452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=9194231675565606452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9194231675565606452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9194231675565606452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-2.html' title='Day 2.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-5724312694076561893</id><published>2010-12-10T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T20:50:48.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians 15:9-11.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God.  But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not  without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them—yet not I, but the  grace of God that was with me. Whether, then, it is I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Paul says that he is what he is, he is not justifying his character flaws. And neither should we acknowledge our weaknesses and failures to just what God has made us to be. "God made me this way". Paul is saying then that he IS who he is by the grace of God. There is no grace to be earned but that it has been given, and given freely. We were on the road to death and there's nothing we could do about it. But Christ has done as He does for all who calls on Him. By force, He changed the creature of darkness in me into light by His perfected grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are we then to be who we are, by God's grace, such that we sit and cruise through life? by all means no! Paul goes on to tell of his hard labour, more than any others. Striving? no, the work is not of ourselves either. but it is of the grace of God. In Him we continue to be perfected, in Him we continue to give due glory and in Him, we continue to live out who He is, in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;John Piper surmises these words in the following statement.&lt;br /&gt;"It is a glorious thing how such freedom in grace produces such  productive industry. The world doesn't get this. It is gospel glory."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5724312694076561893?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5724312694076561893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5724312694076561893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5724312694076561893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5724312694076561893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/1-corinthians-159-11.html' title='1 Corinthians 15:9-11.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7170776855676306221</id><published>2010-12-09T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:04:40.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute.</title><content type='html'>/kyut/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adjective&lt;/span&gt;, cut·er, cut·est,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; adverb, noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;–adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.    attractive, esp. in a dainty way; pleasingly pretty: a cute child; a cute little apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   affectedly or mincingly pretty or clever; precious: The child has acquired some intolerably cute mannerisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.   mentally keen; clever; shrewd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute. (n.d.). &lt;i&gt;Dictionary.com Unabridged&lt;/i&gt;. Retrieved December 09, 2010,  from Dictionary.com website: &lt;a target="_parent" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/cute"&gt;http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/cute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7170776855676306221?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7170776855676306221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7170776855676306221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7170776855676306221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7170776855676306221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/cute.html' title='cute.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-3338385372755730349</id><published>2010-12-08T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T21:21:53.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing caps.</title><content type='html'>Why do people wear caps? Does it block out much sun? Maybe its fashionable.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never worn a cap in my life. yet, caps seem a good thing to have on rainy days. ahh, the moments in your life which you want to save for replay. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 62:5-8&lt;br /&gt; Yes, my soul, find rest in God;&lt;br /&gt;   my hope comes from him.&lt;br /&gt; Truly he is my rock and my salvation;&lt;br /&gt;   he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.&lt;br /&gt; My salvation and my honor depend on God[c];&lt;br /&gt;   he is my mighty rock, my refuge.&lt;br /&gt; Trust in him at all times, you people;&lt;br /&gt;   pour out your hearts to him,&lt;br /&gt;   for God is our refuge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-3338385372755730349?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/3338385372755730349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=3338385372755730349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3338385372755730349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/3338385372755730349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/12/wearing-caps.html' title='Wearing caps.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-8112803292673137875</id><published>2010-11-30T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:16:10.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children.</title><content type='html'>I always asked myself 'why little children?' why does the bible always give special mention to the little ones? How are they different from the rest of the world? I have a passion for young people. What draws me to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking, it is more than a simple naiveness. Seeing their faces, you will catch a glimpse of joy that is not tainted with experience. You will see the ability to have fun without concern. And most of all, the willingness to trust others that you would not find in someone of age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "At that time the disciples came to Jesus and asked, “Who, then, is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”&lt;br /&gt;    He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;“Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt; Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt; And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “If anyone causes one of these little ones—those who believe in me—to  stumble, it would be better for them to have a large millstone hung  around their neck and to be drowned in the depths of the sea.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 18:1-6 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch a glimpse of the wonder of a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tzrT6qzmfBY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tzrT6qzmfBY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-8112803292673137875?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/8112803292673137875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=8112803292673137875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8112803292673137875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/8112803292673137875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/children.html' title='Children.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-9125769816833542013</id><published>2010-11-28T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:22:14.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me more time.</title><content type='html'>I have been contemplating the presence of God and the glory of God ever since Justin mentioned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i think more about it, let me ask you. Is it the same thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-9125769816833542013?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/9125769816833542013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=9125769816833542013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9125769816833542013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9125769816833542013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/give-me-more-time.html' title='give me more time.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-625146965758479420</id><published>2010-11-22T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T23:40:19.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection on my desires.</title><content type='html'>When troubles come, it is not possible to just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;Neither is it wise to just play it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same for the thing our heart desires. We want something in our lives and yet we do not have it.&lt;br /&gt;Do we say "Fine, i shall forget that it exist" or "oh, with God, it will disappear"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubles do happen and we have desires. Nothing wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, if we focus on the problems, how to solve them, how to make things better, how to pray it away.. even when we try to surrender it to God, we may be missing the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must bring the problems into perspective. In God's kingdom and His eternal plan, whatever these problems present is insignificantly small. Look to God, focus on glorifying Him, take courage in His words. When we learn to base all we do on this standard of His glory,all things pale in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not 'our problems disappear' but 'God is bigger'. There is no competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-625146965758479420?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/625146965758479420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=625146965758479420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/625146965758479420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/625146965758479420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflection-on-my-desires.html' title='Reflection on my desires.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-714950571123219555</id><published>2010-11-18T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T19:59:24.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 corinthians 15:14.</title><content type='html'>Jesus is sometimes talked about in the scene of the crucifixion. But this crucifixion itself means little. the romans had a little habit of crucifying people then. At that exact moment, two others were crucified with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you and me, Jesus died from the crucifixion. In the bible, it is written many times of Him taking His last breath, being taken down and buried in a tomb. And that could just be the end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, the crucifixion is hardly surprising. What is more important is that the Lord Jesus rose from the dead! Matthew 28:1-7 says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24197"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb. &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24198"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;  There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from  heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24199"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24200"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24201"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24202"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24203"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;  Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and  is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have  told you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The resurrection should always be spoken of together with the resurrection. For the death of Jesus brought the act of redemption to completion and yet, only the resurrection of Christ completed our hope and salvation in Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Without the resurrection, we are nothing. sin has not been paid for, death has not been overcome and life has no purpose. 1 Corinthians 15 says it best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28731"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; But if it is preached  that Christ has been raised from the dead, how can some of you say that  there is no resurrection of the dead? &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28732"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; If there is no resurrection of the dead, then not even Christ has been raised.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28733"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And if Christ has not been raised, our preaching is useless and so is your faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28734"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  More than that, we are then found to be false witnesses about God, for  we have testified about God that he raised Christ from the dead.&lt;/span&gt; But he  did not raise him if in fact the dead are not raised. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28735"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; For if the dead are not raised, then Christ has not been raised either. &lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28736"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And if Christ has not been raised, your faith is futile; you are still in your sins.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28737"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; Then those also who have fallen asleep in Christ are lost. &lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28738"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are of all people most to be pitied.&lt;/span&gt;(bold for emphasis)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the bolded words, especially the last verse. Paul sums up the truth. If Christ was not risen, then we (christians) are most pitiable! We will have no basis for our faith. we would have lost our hope and future. Bleak and death awaits us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So remember, the resurrection always goes with death of Christ. more importantly, the power and our faith is rest secured on it. For He is risen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When He said "and Lo, i will be with you even to the end of the age" (Matthew 28:20b). He is indeed with you :) Be of good cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-714950571123219555?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/714950571123219555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=714950571123219555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/714950571123219555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/714950571123219555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/1-corinthians-1514.html' title='1 corinthians 15:14.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-725658122167051450</id><published>2010-11-10T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:03:01.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the deepest darkest place.</title><content type='html'>Acts 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "16 Once when we were going to the place of prayer, we were met by a female slave who had a spirit by which she predicted the future. She earned a great deal of money for her owners by fortune-telling. 17 She followed Paul and the rest of us, shouting, “These men are servants of the Most High God, who are telling you the way to be saved.” 18 She kept this up for many days. Finally Paul became so annoyed that he turned around and said to the spirit, “In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to come out of her!” At that moment the spirit left her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 19 When her owners realized that their hope of making money was gone, they seized Paul and Silas and dragged them into the marketplace to face the authorities. 20 They brought them before the magistrates and said, “These men are Jews, and are throwing our city into an uproar 21 by advocating customs unlawful for us Romans to accept or practice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 22 The crowd joined in the attack against Paul and Silas, and the magistrates ordered them to be stripped and beaten with rods. 23 After they had been severely flogged, they were thrown into prison, and the jailer was commanded to guard them carefully. 24 When he received these orders, he put them in the inner cell and fastened their feet in the stocks." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this short passage from Acts, Paul and Silas were turned upon by those they were preaching to. they were humiliated and physically abused. they were then thrown into prison and not just placed into the lowest, deepest cells, but chained and fastened in stocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in a tight and difficult spot. If things in your life is not going well, this message is for you. Maybe some people say that their lives are fine, then that's great. but if you were ever down and out, you will understand a little of what paul and silas were going through. Instead of being in misery and without hope, they chose to do something extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 25 About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them. 26 Suddenly there was such a violent earthquake that the foundations of the prison were shaken. At once all the prison doors flew open, and everyone’s chains came loose. 27 The jailer woke up, and when he saw the prison doors open, he drew his sword and was about to kill himself because he thought the prisoners had escaped. 28 But Paul shouted, “Don’t harm yourself! We are all here!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 29 The jailer called for lights, rushed in and fell trembling before Paul and Silas. 30 He then brought them out and asked, “Sirs, what must I do to be saved?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 31 They replied, “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved—you and your household.” 32 Then they spoke the word of the Lord to him and to all the others in his house. 33 At that hour of the night the jailer took them and washed their wounds; then immediately he and all his household were baptized. 34 The jailer brought them into his house and set a meal before them; he was filled with joy because he had come to believe in God—he and his whole household."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They chose to praise God! and a miracle came and God delivered them. Yet that's not the end, they showed God's love to the jailer and it ended with all his household being saved! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are struggling in whatever big or small issue, God is telling you something. Like paul and silas in their lowest point, God sees and He cares. Cry out to Him and you will find a way in Him. He will pick you up and dust you off. In your own place and time, remember Jesus. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-725658122167051450?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/725658122167051450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=725658122167051450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/725658122167051450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/725658122167051450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-deepest-darkest-place.html' title='in the deepest darkest place.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-808539778089734893</id><published>2010-11-09T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:30:41.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>「未来の桜を見る君へ」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing a song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-808539778089734893?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/808539778089734893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=808539778089734893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/808539778089734893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/808539778089734893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-452156225713883670</id><published>2010-11-09T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:13:51.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>some weird stuff from Japanese voice actor, Takashi Taniguchi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i love it! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWKg_E3mWsw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWKg_E3mWsw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iqzt3T4R38c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iqzt3T4R38c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-452156225713883670?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/452156225713883670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=452156225713883670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/452156225713883670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/452156225713883670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7553333002254568954</id><published>2010-11-04T07:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T07:20:47.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I give Him me.</title><content type='html'>Today, I give my all to My Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I am poured out and given to Him. No amount of plans and ideas compare with the vastness and complete plans of my loving Father. There is no more room for worry or anxiety. There is no place for uncertainty and doubt. I am secure in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 2:20&lt;br /&gt;"I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7553333002254568954?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7553333002254568954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7553333002254568954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7553333002254568954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7553333002254568954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-give-him-me.html' title='I give Him me.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1691236134771494909</id><published>2010-11-01T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:03:32.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Healer.</title><content type='html'>Lord, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best today. &lt;br /&gt;went to school smiling.&lt;br /&gt;invigilated with vigilance.&lt;br /&gt;be as much help as i could. &lt;br /&gt;(wished i could be more). &lt;br /&gt;be filial to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;had fellowship my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am so sick. take my headache and flu Lord. &lt;br /&gt;For You are my healer. Praises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1691236134771494909?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1691236134771494909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1691236134771494909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1691236134771494909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1691236134771494909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-healer.html' title='My Healer.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6844251178807447371</id><published>2010-10-30T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T22:49:31.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i late?</title><content type='html'>it would have been great knowing someone from the start. you dont know anything now, you are not part of the friends, you wished you know all the likes and dislikes. there's so many questions to ask, yet it is difficult. but... interesting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you know us before we were formed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6844251178807447371?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6844251178807447371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6844251178807447371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6844251178807447371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6844251178807447371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-i-late.html' title='Am i late?'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-815271314015531430</id><published>2010-10-29T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T13:31:12.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites? Yes!</title><content type='html'>"For I tell you that unless your righteousness surpasses that of the Pharisees and the teachers of the law, you will certainly not enter the kingdom of heaven." Matthew 5:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you feeling that christians around you are not nice enough, not forgiving enough, not loving enough? or plain hypocrites. But YES! i am one. he is one. she is one. 'tsktsk, what has the bible been teaching you? doesn't it say to be more than Pharisees and the teachers of the law?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I am one of them, and you say 'it is impossible! then which christian is perfect enough?' None of us!! what the verse is saying is that the righteousness that the Pharisees have is not enough, the righteousness of their own strength. Seek the righteousness of Him who is already righteous. Jesus alone is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the gospel of matthew from the start to the end and you may come to the same conclusion that it is impossible to attain the perfection of the law. and perhaps that is the whole point. not the 'be this' and 'be that'. but in Christ alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it is not in believing that we are saved, but we realized that we are indeed saved through Christ by believing." - Oswald Chambers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-815271314015531430?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/815271314015531430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=815271314015531430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/815271314015531430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/815271314015531430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/hypocrites-yes.html' title='Hypocrites? Yes!'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1915531203826616005</id><published>2010-10-28T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:18:44.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecclesiastes 12:13.</title><content type='html'>says "Now all has been heard; here is the conclusion of the matter: Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Solomon, in all his life, arguably the richest man on earth. He has his abundance of  money, power and women. Yet at the conclusion of his piece, he says the above. "Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he saying we are to be terrified of God and we must do everything right? no, far from that. in the original language, the context is that Solomon in all his divine granted wisdom is saying 'BE AWED by GOD, constantly and everyday! for the brevity of life is short. But God's glory is not." Believe in what the wisest man says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1915531203826616005?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1915531203826616005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1915531203826616005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1915531203826616005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1915531203826616005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/ecclesiastes-1213.html' title='Ecclesiastes 12:13.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1932148675718491722</id><published>2010-10-27T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T18:21:26.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invigilation.</title><content type='html'>it is a very interesting perspective. As i walked along the rows of students, i looked at their faces and wondered if i looked like them in my exams in the past. Some with looks of anxiety, other with a calm demeanor and yet others unable to hide their excitement to begin. When was my Os, hmmm? a decade exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers are quite fascinating too. they move around like beings sharing the same mind. there is no conversation nor cues. yet they are always everywhere. they flow and ebb according to the needs of the situation. feels a bit like metal gear solid or an endless game of risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. what kept me awake? praying for them was quite fun. i couldnt help thinking of other things too... hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1932148675718491722?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1932148675718491722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1932148675718491722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1932148675718491722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1932148675718491722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/invigilation.html' title='Invigilation.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-775705430711310497</id><published>2010-10-25T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:42:21.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First and foremost.</title><content type='html'>Matthew 6:33-34 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often see this as a promise of God's providence, how faithful He is and how He will always provide for all our needs. And yes indeed He is faithful. More than He feeds the birds of the air and clothes the flowers of the field, He is faithful and always provides abundantly for our every need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, people see "But seek first His kingdom... and all these things will be given to you as well". It seems to speak of priority, of choosing what is most important in our lives. And for us, we put God first. above all else. in trust we place Him first. In faith we dedicate the best to Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even further, the verse says "first.." My good friend told me that this word 'first' has many forms in the Greek language, yet the few times it is used in the same context brings the idea of 'first and foremost'. FIRST AND FOREMOST, not just in our lives to be chosen. But our life purpose itself is first and foremost for His kingdom and His righteousness. Have we realized that God IS our life purpose? Have we given Him full control. Have we put Him above all else. Then He says, "Do not worry about tomorrow.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. First and foremost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-775705430711310497?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/775705430711310497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=775705430711310497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/775705430711310497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/775705430711310497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-and-foremost.html' title='First and foremost.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-7136876662928707706</id><published>2010-10-24T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T06:57:26.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BB AOR.</title><content type='html'>:) just got back. think im going to take a little nap. then i'll update some deep thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 2 things now, &lt;br /&gt;1. i played 93 124 97 wow.. Praise you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;2. I think girls with SLRs are very cute.. i did something that i will never ever do.  Praise you Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-7136876662928707706?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/7136876662928707706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=7136876662928707706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7136876662928707706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/7136876662928707706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/bb-aor.html' title='BB AOR.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-68158879415357088</id><published>2010-10-21T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T00:56:26.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'd never guess...</title><content type='html'>...where i am now, at 12:51am. ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are so many things in life that breaks our spirit, tears down our comfort zone and prevents us from moving forward. Stress, heart aches, loss of a loved one etc. But we, who are human, forget that life is always much bigger than all these. if we always look at what is past, we never get anywhere. When you are feeling down and out anytime soon, look up! see the endless sky that God has made, the trees His hands crafted, the people that He gloriously created. and just take the moment to marvel, to feel awed and to know that He has a purpose for your life - to enjoy His presence daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 1:12 "Yet to those who received Him, to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little child. Have you seen the Father?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-68158879415357088?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/68158879415357088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=68158879415357088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/68158879415357088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/68158879415357088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/youd-never-guess.html' title='you&apos;d never guess...'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1819235177857369371</id><published>2010-10-14T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T00:03:39.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press on.</title><content type='html'>Exams are not just about the subject that you study. but it is a test of the spirit and discipline of one's self. we challenge, we persevere and we overcome what we could not do yesterday. we learn to embrace the heart of personal reflection and press on onto greater heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bible says 'Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont give up. dont be distracted. tell yourself to put aside what we know in our spirit that are hindrances. our own ambitions, our sins, our sloth. through Christ who strengthens all who ask of Him, we can do all things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to enjoy the process. i pray for great joy as you all take the last few papers. :) joy that is more than being happy, but joy that springs forth peace and contentment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1819235177857369371?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1819235177857369371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1819235177857369371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1819235177857369371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1819235177857369371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/press-on.html' title='Press on.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-5817459239561738206</id><published>2010-10-11T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:22:26.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self-induced awkwardness.</title><content type='html'>It occurs when you really want to talk to somebody. You try to find the best words and ways to say something. When you are finally satisfied, you drop a message. Then immediately afterwards, you feel that you have just made a fool of yourself. &lt;br /&gt;"why would you say something so embarrassing?" &lt;br /&gt;"that is not me at all" &lt;br /&gt;"ahhh, time to dig a hole and bury myself"&lt;br /&gt;It makes you think that things will never work out now. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;I name this phenomenon self-induced awkwardness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if this is already documented. or if it is just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5817459239561738206?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5817459239561738206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5817459239561738206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5817459239561738206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5817459239561738206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/self-induced-awkwardness.html' title='self-induced awkwardness.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-269096324412819297</id><published>2010-10-04T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:37:09.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wedding.</title><content type='html'>It was a long and tiring day, lasting more than 24 hours in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all, it was EPIC. ha, your new sister-in-law cant say it any better. "Go forth and multiply." Bless you, Bro :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it also have me some time to be seriously thoughtful. guess i'm still not hurried but wonder when will it be my turn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can find the time, will share some photos the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-269096324412819297?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/269096324412819297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=269096324412819297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/269096324412819297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/269096324412819297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/10/wedding.html' title='The wedding.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-9124036975013577622</id><published>2010-09-28T07:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T07:04:29.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>I'm back and no, the school has not disappeared from its little comfy spot in Simei. ha.. What is true is the jump back into the exciting/hectic/turbulent world of exams preparation. Still trying hard to recover the brains that were lost to the world of green. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm thankful for. I have one more week than expected. Though still pretty clueless on what to do. Jiayou peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-9124036975013577622?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/9124036975013577622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=9124036975013577622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9124036975013577622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/9124036975013577622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/09/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-644449715281305071</id><published>2010-09-10T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:46:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While i am away.</title><content type='html'>2E1, 2E2, 2T1, 3N1, 3N4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best!&lt;br /&gt;Study hard. Dont be over-stressed. &lt;br /&gt;During this period of time, motivate your classmates and enjoy studying for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be be praying for great memory for all you guys. look for your teachers early if you need any help! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-644449715281305071?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/644449715281305071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=644449715281305071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/644449715281305071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/644449715281305071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/09/while-i-am-away.html' title='While i am away.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-5714754175249636663</id><published>2010-09-07T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:30:43.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H - 5</title><content type='html'>It's 5 hours to reservist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am not ready at all...&lt;br /&gt;Work's still very much undone. (one more sat morning to complete everything)&lt;br /&gt;students' exams are coming. (term 4 is very short)&lt;br /&gt;datelines for update of tests marks.&lt;br /&gt;Wedding preps full steam ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Sec school reunion?&lt;br /&gt;Outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A three week reservist at this time is really really unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;Feel pretty helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, this is when i need You. not just because this is a crisis. But just because i need You now more than ever. raise my trust in You. because You are always faithful and true. The God of providence and my life is secure in Your hands. Even if the world crumbles around me, I will fear nothing for You are with me. And that is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5714754175249636663?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5714754175249636663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5714754175249636663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5714754175249636663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5714754175249636663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/09/h-5.html' title='H - 5'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-2884003574600057016</id><published>2010-08-31T23:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:31:48.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a boasting post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since not many people reads this blog, i want to share my feelings in any way that i can. :) May not seem very special to others, but this is my first teachers' day!! ha i sound like a suaku... but who cares!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a overview. not the quantity but the effort spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0plFj554I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Qdk3Z45CCsE/s1600/IMG_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0plFj554I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Qdk3Z45CCsE/s320/IMG_0433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511607236096026498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was from the student council. taste great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0pl-gqQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ru70wTwfdSg/s1600/IMG_0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0pl-gqQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ru70wTwfdSg/s320/IMG_0434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511607251383239602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first something from a student! (Alisha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qzs0n0rI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zISE9ACX_xQ/s1600/IMG_0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qzs0n0rI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zISE9ACX_xQ/s320/IMG_0444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511608586664923826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first from my 2T class (Julie). WOW. the AED and i were both stunned to get this ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0pnYdEmVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_BJBZ8AmqjY/s1600/IMG_0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0pnYdEmVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_BJBZ8AmqjY/s320/IMG_0439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511607275527379282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from Samuel. so cute~ my favourite kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qymiDuOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lwnDhRyp_fI/s1600/IMG_0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qymiDuOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/lwnDhRyp_fI/s320/IMG_0440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511608567796578530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was awesome cookies! self baked! from Nadiah. Sorry for the empty ziplock, guess where the cookies went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qyLTSn-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/G46IKnPhfhM/s1600/IMG_0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qyLTSn-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/G46IKnPhfhM/s320/IMG_0436.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511608560486883298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from Eswari :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0pm591rfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3j-5ZYq8BFI/s1600/IMG_0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0pm591rfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3j-5ZYq8BFI/s320/IMG_0435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511607267343314418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little snippet is from Shu Hui. She hasnt been around for classes much but she got someone to deliver this. Praying she will be back soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qLct00sI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Oc2ZB7L2tB0/s1600/IMG_0438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0qLct00sI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Oc2ZB7L2tB0/s320/IMG_0438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511607895146681026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This i seriously did not expect. But like we say in the staffroom, this is from the class of angels. ha i enjoy the lessons with them. Its fun, and they dont hate me too much haha. But a class effort! wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rL61rXrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qfB6DkZn0IY/s1600/IMG_0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rL61rXrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qfB6DkZn0IY/s320/IMG_0442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511609002744307378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the inside!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rMTBWzwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/59YMdwUsYtw/s1600/IMG_0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rMTBWzwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/59YMdwUsYtw/s320/IMG_0443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511609009235742466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;+ my favourite colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0q02oqRmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mT44AEMoBKs/s1600/IMG_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0q02oqRmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/mT44AEMoBKs/s320/IMG_0441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511608606478976610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;+ this has my name on it! what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0q0Im89yI/AAAAAAAAAKg/q5GRhcGGuK8/s1600/IMG_0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0q0Im89yI/AAAAAAAAAKg/q5GRhcGGuK8/s320/IMG_0437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511608594123781922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last but not least, this was from Jean. all i can say is -speechless-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rM9CtipI/AAAAAAAAALA/RcztL_FStmc/s1600/IMG_0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rM9CtipI/AAAAAAAAALA/RcztL_FStmc/s320/IMG_0445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511609020515715730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Praying that she will find herself in a place that can bring the most glory to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rNf96ZyI/AAAAAAAAALI/9XANJCPZgZ8/s1600/IMG_0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0rNf96ZyI/AAAAAAAAALI/9XANJCPZgZ8/s320/IMG_0446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511609029890828066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha a little motivation for the crunch time ahead... -.- i'm going away for reservist and need to prepare three weeks of lessons by this week. ahh.. smiling to myself :) thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-2884003574600057016?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/2884003574600057016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=2884003574600057016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2884003574600057016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/2884003574600057016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-not-boasting-post.html' title='This is not a boasting post.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/TH0plFj554I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Qdk3Z45CCsE/s72-c/IMG_0433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-4047735771756206444</id><published>2010-08-27T12:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T12:36:49.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potential.</title><content type='html'>I see so much more in the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more than what they are living out now.&lt;br /&gt;So much more potential.&lt;br /&gt;So much more success.&lt;br /&gt;So many more achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unpolished gems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-4047735771756206444?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/4047735771756206444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4047735771756206444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4047735771756206444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4047735771756206444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/08/potential.html' title='Potential.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6512210226563753021</id><published>2010-08-25T12:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:11:37.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard lesson.</title><content type='html'>I walked out of one of my classes halfway yesterday. It wasn't that I was angry but because I was saddened. The students have not become aware that they need to grasp their own learning in their hands. Sadly, I cared enough that my heart felt torn between helplessness and concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not befitting of a teacher at all. Today, i went into the class and apologised to the class. Not because that they were any better or attentive today. But i had to account for my own actions. it was difficult but i knew that it was the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learnt. Give to those who do not deserve love more love, more patience, more honour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." &lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will i be able to do even one of these?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6512210226563753021?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6512210226563753021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6512210226563753021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6512210226563753021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6512210226563753021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/08/hard-lesson.html' title='Hard lesson.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-1872323013694197789</id><published>2010-08-22T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:48:43.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BSC.</title><content type='html'>I think the ability to carry, look after or babysit a child is attractive.&lt;br /&gt;If only all parents had the same love for their children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many parents are not very good parents.&lt;br /&gt;But i always remember that none of them have ever had any lessons.&lt;br /&gt;the only lessons they had were their own parents (which may not have been very loving).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dont blame them.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from any mistakes or build on any strengths.&lt;br /&gt;it will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-1872323013694197789?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/1872323013694197789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=1872323013694197789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1872323013694197789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/1872323013694197789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/08/bsc.html' title='BSC.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-6103371490475895442</id><published>2010-08-18T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:15:31.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where i am.</title><content type='html'>I realised that I am not where I am because I am of the most use here.&lt;br /&gt;God does not measure how much we are of use to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I can bring Him the most glory here. &lt;br /&gt;and that is why I am here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-6103371490475895442?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/6103371490475895442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=6103371490475895442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6103371490475895442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/6103371490475895442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-i-am.html' title='Where i am.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=4218969592074393557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4218969592074393557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/4218969592074393557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/08/after-long-respite.html' title='After a long respite'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dqeqE-gitcI/SDZeKdelEPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/v634jGytTIg/S220/the_sweet_balance_of_vinyl_by_ssilence.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14929050.post-5024852563815153413</id><published>2010-05-24T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:03:26.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Generations.</title><content type='html'>Château le Puy 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medium-bodied, velvety texture &lt;br /&gt;fine black cherry, plum and raspberry flavors complemented by hints of cedar, tobacco and leather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14929050-5024852563815153413?l=h0wai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/feeds/5024852563815153413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14929050&amp;postID=5024852563815153413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5024852563815153413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14929050/posts/default/5024852563815153413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h0wai.blogspot.com/2010/05/generations.html' title='Generations.'/><author><name>Wai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09116965909372760968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' 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