<?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-946069993175696893</id><updated>2012-01-26T17:18:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joapriline</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-8615929259283373209</id><published>2012-01-26T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:18:16.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First response</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Joyce Meyer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very often do we hear ourselves making perhaps the most ridiculous statement known to man: "Well, I guess all I can do is pray." Most of us are guilty of treating prayer as a last-ditch effort and saying things like, "Well, nothing else is working, so maybe we should pray." Sadly but honestly, I think making such statements just goes to show how much we actually believe in the power of prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carry burdens we do not need to bear- and life is much harder than it has to be- because we do not realise how powerful prayer is. If we did, we would talk to God and listen to what He says about everything, not as a last resort, but as a first response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let prayer be our first response, and not our last resort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN! ~ &lt;br /&gt;&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/946069993175696893-8615929259283373209?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/8615929259283373209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=8615929259283373209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8615929259283373209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8615929259283373209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-response.html' title='First response'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7435402285265068271</id><published>2011-11-20T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T10:49:02.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if only confusion didn't exist; if only we both understood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7435402285265068271?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7435402285265068271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7435402285265068271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7435402285265068271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7435402285265068271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-only-confusion-didnt-exist-if-only.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6686983461522376016</id><published>2011-08-22T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:16:08.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a very random and meaningless post but i recently just changed my blog template cos blogger had upgrades. and i also realise almost all of the links on this blog arent working anymore and i want to delete/change the links but i dont know how to on this new template im using. i guess ill just leave the links as they are for now, even tho theyre really outdated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6686983461522376016?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6686983461522376016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6686983461522376016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6686983461522376016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6686983461522376016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-very-random-and-meaningless.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4323237781292211792</id><published>2011-08-17T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:08:19.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much yet so little</title><content type='html'>just finished a rather reflective post... but on a lighter note, i managed to get most of my stationery stuff today! yaaaaay :D the only disappointing thing is that the store had run out of blue G2 pens and only had the black ones. no wonder i spent so much time at the pens corner. and i havent decided whether to buy foolscap here or get it only when i get there. the foolscap pads can be quite bulky and heavy to take with me.. Becks insists she gets me the super big eraser which she claims is awesomely good and user friendly. so yeah, with the stationery stuff more or less already taken care of, i shall be moving on to crossing out other stuff on the list. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much to do yet so little time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4323237781292211792?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4323237781292211792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4323237781292211792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4323237781292211792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4323237781292211792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-much-yet-so-little.html' title='so much yet so little'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6565850571469184370</id><published>2011-08-17T17:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:07:45.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Thursday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1mce9MqT5M/TkuPAksAfDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jVlE8vWqBvs/s1600/Faith+hope+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1mce9MqT5M/TkuPAksAfDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jVlE8vWqBvs/s320/Faith+hope+love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11/8/11. That thursday, ill never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, i have a&amp;nbsp;walk to remember. okay hold on, let's make that two.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two walks of different stories and backgrounds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one that stretched for months and the other for nineteen years (or more).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one that spoke of faith and the other of love. Faith + love. This brings into remembrance the all too familiar verse "And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. "- 1 Cor 13:13. all that has happened has certainly also reminded me that my hope is found, only in You and you alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #001320; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #001320; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. i am so privileged to have had that faith. i am thankful i kept that faith. i am more than happy to see it all coming to pass. all honour and praise be unto You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. i will hold on to that legacy of love, sacrifice, integrity, selflessness and courage. i will remember that smile, even that cheerful image of &amp;nbsp;you in my dream. i will never forget that moment when your right hand gripped mine so strongly and not wanting to let go. i will miss you. i am so proud of you. i love you very very very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #001320; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nonetheless, you can say that both stories have not reached their ends. theyre not finished. both stories have left behind so much more. if you would just stop, ruminate, remember, and believe, &lt;b&gt;you'll see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are truly the omniscient God. You know our every thought, every trouble, every confusion, every future happening, our &lt;u&gt;Everything&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i worship You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6565850571469184370?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6565850571469184370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6565850571469184370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6565850571469184370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6565850571469184370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/08/11811.html' title='Remembering Thursday.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1mce9MqT5M/TkuPAksAfDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jVlE8vWqBvs/s72-c/Faith+hope+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6355893627213423909</id><published>2011-08-05T13:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T13:44:38.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my friend asked me to blog about how hot it is today. i thought that would be greatly random but okay ive found a pseudo reason to actually blog about the sun. im admitting it is sooooo extremely hot today. lunched out today and im sweating just from a 5 min walk under the sun. Can't wait for fop later!!! i miss the old airport road tau huay, too bad the stall's closed today ): ohwell, pray hard i don't melt during the three hour queue later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. can't believe i typed "today" 3 times in this post. goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6355893627213423909?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6355893627213423909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6355893627213423909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6355893627213423909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6355893627213423909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-is-so-extremely-hot-today.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1662099768043584339</id><published>2011-08-05T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T12:25:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSuL5x_Gofw/Tjtwm02WEJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LCNiUn1BcXk/s1600/Be+brave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSuL5x_Gofw/Tjtwm02WEJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LCNiUn1BcXk/s1600/Be+brave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1662099768043584339?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1662099768043584339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1662099768043584339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1662099768043584339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1662099768043584339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSuL5x_Gofw/Tjtwm02WEJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LCNiUn1BcXk/s72-c/Be+brave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-2554184291363845493</id><published>2011-08-05T12:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T12:22:44.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0Y2D_70Muo/Tjtu9phh-xI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z9oVqf8WZ50/s1600/smile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0Y2D_70Muo/Tjtu9phh-xI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z9oVqf8WZ50/s320/smile.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like this picture- A LOT A LOT AND A LOT. It brings cheer for some reason, like I can imagine tearing off a smiley tag and sticking it on my cupboard or diary. Tear off a smiley tag too! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3109612930339257122?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3109612930339257122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3109612930339257122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3109612930339257122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3109612930339257122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-like-this-picture-lot-lot-and-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0Y2D_70Muo/Tjtu9phh-xI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Z9oVqf8WZ50/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-185689931810865175</id><published>2011-08-05T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T11:51:57.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ottawa bike guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qYuhbJar0NQ/TjtoG-QMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/GDrLM8F1zy4/s1600/Ottawa+BIke+Guy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qYuhbJar0NQ/TjtoG-QMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/GDrLM8F1zy4/s320/Ottawa+BIke+Guy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently Ottawa citizens throw away a lot of potentially profitable stuff. The guy above is the champ urban miner thus far. Hats off!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-185689931810865175?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/185689931810865175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=185689931810865175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/185689931810865175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/185689931810865175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/08/ottawa-bike-guy.html' title='ottawa bike guy'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qYuhbJar0NQ/TjtoG-QMmpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/GDrLM8F1zy4/s72-c/Ottawa+BIke+Guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7268857215355677653</id><published>2011-07-24T15:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:31:37.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopeofallhearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Hope of All Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Planetshakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/99-pP-Wzp0k/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/99-pP-Wzp0k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/99-pP-Wzp0k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;The world may fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You will remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;In the midst of the trial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You will always be, I'll sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Our God never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Our God never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;With hope and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You reign over all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Though my heart may fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;You will always be, I'll sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Our God never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Our God never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Praise in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Praise in the evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Praise when I'm laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Praise when I'm grieving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;There will be dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;There will be singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Upon injustice we will tell of our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The hope of all hearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The hope of all hearts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your love never fails&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your love never fails&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;In darkness,In trial, my soul shall sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Of his mercy, and kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Our offering of praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Our God never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Our God never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7268857215355677653?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7268857215355677653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7268857215355677653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7268857215355677653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7268857215355677653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/07/hope-of-all-hearts-planetshakers.html' title='hopeofallhearts'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7847748964831945409</id><published>2011-07-24T02:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T12:14:40.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>runaway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;tonight is one of those im too awake to fall sleep because i just need to let it all go right now lest i explode into a million unpatchable pieces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yINLxAjPCVo/TjtsnxZc7II/AAAAAAAAAQM/uQkTQk20Ljo/s1600/photo+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yINLxAjPCVo/TjtsnxZc7II/AAAAAAAAAQM/uQkTQk20Ljo/s320/photo+%25283%2529.JPG" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;11-14 july: on monday i finally settled bristol accomodation and applied for Wills and Churchill in the end. also i spent the days buying ingredients for dad's cake and also making the cake layers and ganache. it sure was hard work. also met up with cass and we ate and talked and walked and had a great time of catching up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111;"&gt;15 july: met the cousins- rach jie, soph and celine. we intended to spend the afternoon cycling at east coast park, but our plans were foiled when the weather was unpredictable. hence we spent some time at parkway and played monopoly deal over apple pies at east coast park's macs. hahaha. but at least it was good time spent with the cousins(: also, it was dad's birthday. after dinner we had a mini family celebration. the family had the double chocolate layer cake which i baked. glad it turned out okay tho it could very well be the perfect diabetes cake geez ): also got notified i wasnt going for nbs camp. admittedly, i felt a tinge of disappointment. but i also felt it was He closing the door for me beacuse He made a way for me to attend cf camp instead. and thanks to hx, all the last minute sign ups were settled and alright. will share about cf camp later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;17 july: uconnecct sharing. was doubtful about my own capability/even god's ability to carry me through the sharing. but i did it. no. correction.. GOD DID IT. i know i couldnt have done it without Him. then also, uconnectors had some of dad's cake though i was reluctant to share the cake as i wanted to save them from the mega sugar kill. as expected, most of them (the girls) admitted it was too sweet for a cake. but azaac and lawry said they actually liked it for some miraculous reason. well at least two people liked it.. but still, no more sugar to the cake recipes from now on. i couldnt take the ultimate sweetness myself. it was overpowering much, yikes :S after that was badminton with uconnectors. that was really good, because firstly, i improved from the last time i played. i discovered the serving method which i found myself comfortable with (and the shuttlecock goes rather far and high actually! ), all thanks to watching joann serve once from afar! i also got the hang of hitting yaaay (: secondly, badminton was a fantastic workout session. it felt great to be sweating after three hours of exercise with cousin sophie (my badminton doubles partner) and friends. all in all, i had a good sunday, and i thank God for all of that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;19-22 july: cf camp. Rather easy going and relaxed, it was nonetheless fun and reflective at the same time. made new friends and am also thankful the camp allowed me to rethink my own ways and the ways of the world. the devotions opened up my eyes to the sufferings of starving people living in poverty- stricken parts of the world, and made me quietly resolve in my heart to always remember the underprivileged. we should think before we act because our actions have consequences. it's as simple as not wasting food. i need to break out of this comfort bubble ive been living too comfortably in because it's killing the happiness and hopes of many others and myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;23 july: and today i went for the uk pre-departure seminar. met many ex classmates and the large community of singaporean students heading to uk this year. there was excitement in the air, tho i also got reminded of the not so few things ive to settle for pre-departure. strangely enough, i started wondering how well i would settle in the new living environment which i would be calling home for the next five years (if all goes well). ive always thought everything would be fine. but now i guess it's not all that easy and it'll take some time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;lately my emotions have been oscillating drastically from one extreme end to another. sometimes i wish i was an emotional robot, but i realise one can never become one no matter how hard he tries. when you try to turn off your emotional soundtrack and slip into fluidity, it works for a while but soon you find yourself back at square one. this ain;t normal- not being able to express how you feel because you've blocked off all thoughts, or are in some sort of denial. i feel like an emotional retard, unable to give honest answers to my own questions which i thought i could answer so well before. and the problem lies in the fact that i don't even know how i am feeling myself. &amp;nbsp;So,,, i should not to be easily influenced by how others see things, and to have my own point of view and to stick to it. but dont you need to hear from people and gather sufficient information before forming your own firm decision too? conflicting thoughts and emotions. why does the past always have to be raked again and again, especially when you know it isn't a happy thing to talk about and which only makes me feel worse than i already am feeling now. is that really necessary? the past cannot be re-lived and it isn't actually serving me well.&amp;nbsp;cant you illustrate your point in another way?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;also, cant you see im currently caught in a difficult phase of uncertainty? it becomes really tough for me to take a stand and put my entire heart and mind into either track because i dont know if what im investing in is worth fighting for or worth cherishing. as much as i want to go deeper, im afraid to. it's very hard to draw the line. &lt;i&gt;right now i can only think of not wanting to lose the faith that i found and have been holding so strongly on to for the past 7 months.&lt;/i&gt; the worst of all is when i dont really know what i want anymore. somehow everything has sank into the sinking pool of negativity and doubt which ive yet to rescue myself from. Oh save me from this sinking sand. &amp;nbsp;i need You more than anything else i could hope or dream of.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and now it's time to start tidying up my schedule for the coming week. i didnt realise i would be moving out in just a few days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7847748964831945409?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7847748964831945409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7847748964831945409' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-790855880580977016</id><published>2011-05-19T16:26:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T17:10:14.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All this waiting, now, is by design.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;WORTH THE WAIT BY 33MILES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qmh_GLO7fvo" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can see your heart is yearning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Everything is so unclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Is the answer ever coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After all these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's not an easy feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sometimes it seems unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But He knows just what He's doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;With unanswered prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's worth the wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just keep believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;God has perfect timing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Never early, never late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It takes a little patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And it takes a lot of faith&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But it's worth the wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;What if what you're desperate for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Isn't what you really need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;What if there was something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Than what you dreamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We may not always see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We may not understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But He knows just what He's doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He's got a bigger plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In His time, you'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All this waiting, now, is by design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In His time, you'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All this waiting, now, is by design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This song speaks to me so much right now. I can literally link a story to every part of this song. I've been believing and hearing and waiting and trusting a whole lot. And Worth the Wait really just captures it all. So yay to 33 miles- Yay to Jason Barton and Chris Lockwood. Yay to God (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just hold on to that faith and let it never dwindle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ps. their other songs are worth checking out too. Arms that Hold the Universe / Underneath / Hold On / There is a God / (and many many more!) (: And just to clarify, I'm not blue, sad or anything! But they're just great songs that encourage you to hold on to the hope and love you have in Him! Be blessed (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;____________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-790855880580977016?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/790855880580977016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=790855880580977016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/790855880580977016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/790855880580977016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-this-waiting-now-is-by-design.html' title='All this waiting, now, is by design.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qmh_GLO7fvo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1194231491922910619</id><published>2011-05-04T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:06:22.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday. today. and tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow♥ by Saying Images &amp;amp; Tumblr Pictures|Follow now to update the best of Tumblr" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcwc06mqwm1qe0hneo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The important thing is not to stop questioning.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #003399; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;- Albert Einstein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been two hours and I haven't been able to focus to even start. My head has been a whirlwind. It keeps drifting to things that (probably) don't really matter anymore/for now. Ironically this s &amp;nbsp;p &amp;nbsp;a &amp;nbsp;c &amp;nbsp;e of time I have right now is making me think about events and life even more than before. I suppose being busy causes you to kinda just go-with-the-flow and which doesn't really leave time for you to reflect. But also ironically, while I am trying hard to stop thinking and questioning right now, Einstein says to never cease asking questions. Or maybe my head keeps running because I've been excavating too much-- too much into the past, too much into the present, and too much into the future. When maybe all I should be doing is to focus on what is to be done now because there is a deadline. And I want to make it on time and not miss it. Reflections and further questions should probably wait till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays will soon become yesterdays and tomorrows todays. There's just so much in my head now I don't know where to start. But for now, I guess I'll be clinging on to Einstein's&amp;nbsp;LEARN from yesterday. LIVE for today.and HOPE for tomorrow. I think it kinda puts everything together quite succinctly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just last night I made a realization and told myself: To hold on to yesterdays because they can help you live your today, and hold on also to today because you never know when the present will help you live your tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1194231491922910619?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1194231491922910619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1194231491922910619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1194231491922910619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1194231491922910619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/05/yesterday-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='yesterday. today. and tomorrow.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-240284728161805657</id><published>2011-04-25T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:18:43.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="You love a people undeserving" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbt5lzfu9M1qcm8duo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then, i thought those were challenges too insurmountable, and titles too insignificant to count. but now i know He knows my future, because it is now that i am happy and proud to have taken the bold step, it is now that i see those little things filling the gaps. I never did forsee this happening. But now I am forever grateful. One thing learnt: To cherish and never underestimate the seemingly smallest of memories, whether it be events/rewards/ideas etc because one will never know if and when these will grow into something bigger, important or even life changing. It could be now, soon, later, or maybe never. Still, count your blessings and name them one by one. when ever was &lt;b&gt;Your&lt;/b&gt; grace not sufficient for me. In my heart, spells a big T.H.A.N.K.Y.O.U to &lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. my first post after a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-240284728161805657?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/240284728161805657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=240284728161805657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/240284728161805657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/240284728161805657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-things.html' title='the little things'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-962942258897907560</id><published>2010-04-07T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:33:27.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaw Break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;It's late and im tired, but just thought i blog about this before bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;If you dont already know, i had been having a locked (right) jaw for about a month (or longer) already, and two visits to the doctor had not helped at all. On the first visit, the doctor just told me to 'relax my jaw muscles' and 'eat softer food'. i was like okay, yet laughing silently to myself. I couldnt really see how doing that would help much. It wasnt like i was chewing on MARS bars everyday. The second visit to the doctors was when i missed math ct cos i was sick. This time, she told me i had to go see a dentist, and 'they may have to do something, but hopefully not'. The word 'something' shook me a little. No operations and no yanking of my jaw please, i told myself. NONONO.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway my stubborn jaw continued to bother me for the next two weeks. It hurt bad when i tried to open my jaw fully, and this was especially the case during meals. It was hard to feed myself. The spoon became too huge for my tiny (-ier) mouth. And, my smile was no longer symmetrical. Haha. The right cheek muscles were not working right either. :/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, something miraculous happened on Saturday's Easter service at the alter call. When the pastor prayed for my jaw, i could feel it ever so clearly, that there was movement in my right jaw, as if someone was shifting it physically! I wondered if it was really God. Having walked out of the sanctuary, i found that my jaw was unlocked (almost fully)! No doubt, the change was palpable.&lt;br /&gt;My jaw's been hurting less the past few days though my right cheek muscles have yet to fully recover. Theyre still not working properly. Think ill still be getting an X-ray done just to check and make sure everything's alright with my jaw. But anyway, for the healing miracle performed on Easter, Im really thankful! Im sure now that the movement of my right jaw during the altar call prayer was indeed Him. Praise God! :D Im trusting Him that ill need no operations/other scary procedures or whatsoever and that everything with my jaw and cheek muscles will be fully restored quick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-962942258897907560?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/962942258897907560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=962942258897907560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/962942258897907560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/962942258897907560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2010/04/jaw-break.html' title='Jaw Break.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7730327757613309844</id><published>2010-02-19T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:55:33.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title-less. Or Not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my first 2010 post after nearly two months, and i forsee a similar or worse trend in the upcoming months. I don't think anyone visits this blog anymore, and this is of course provided there was anyone to start off with in the first place. Oh well. i should be sleeping right now, but i just had this sudden urge to blog (or rant :/) and so here goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;Life's been so crazily busy. I feel like im on a mad runaway train that never makes a station stop. Looking back at my previous post, i sometimes wonder how i ever proclaimed The Last Two Sentences. Twenty ten is NOT a breeze. Four training sessions per week is quite something, then there's the piano exam that's coming really really soon (8march), and not to forget, the endless tutorials and demands of school life. Oh yes and h3 is screaming for my attention really desperately. Everything's scrambling for my time and it's really not fun. My weekends are not easy at all. The only thing i ever look forward to nowadays is probably church. It is one place and time where/when i can finally stop this train and do something i truly enjoy. So for this, im thankful. (: It is really a much anticipated activity considering my Mega Busy Saturdays. So, while i may want to take back The Last Two Sentences of my previous post, i shall choose to resist and warrior this whole battle altogether, believing that He is currently sandpapering the rough edges in my life. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;Alright anyway, just sent Soph off at the airport just now. And she gave us each a really pretty handmade card-like thing. Thank you for the sweet card! (: LOVE YOU COUSIN. WILL MISS YOU TRUCKLOADS.&amp;nbsp; ALL THE BEST OVER AT AUSSIELAND! HAVE FUN. AND TAKE CARE! Visit you and jie after As maybe (i hope)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;(So many uconnectors are leaving. and all for aussieland. ill have to get used to uconnect without you guys. ): )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay i should really get to bed NOW. The break of dawn will soon trigger the start of another Mega Busy Saturday that may get unexpectably busier than usual. (the multiplier effect? HAHAHA) Friendly match tomorrow morning in school. And the immediate subsequent stage would be piano and after that, lunch (finally), church (GLEE), and finally, home-sweet-home (eightish pm) after a long hard day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is God's resounding "I AM" that drowns out my weak "I can't".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;Good Night! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7730327757613309844?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7730327757613309844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7730327757613309844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7730327757613309844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7730327757613309844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2010/02/title-less-or-not.html' title='Title-less. Or Not.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-628316840828996029</id><published>2009-12-31T10:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:44:44.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t.h.e.g.r.e.a.t.p.i.c.t.u.r.e.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Ive been loving december so much and it is gonna be hard saying goodbye. Though very busy, it has definitely been one of laughter, tears, friends and family. The last two weeks have been exceptionally/especially memorable- FAMILY time has been really really great. It's gonna be real lengthy if i start listing everything that happened, so in short, i relished every single day when i woke up to the knowing that it's gonna be another exciting day with the family. You've made my december so dazzling. Love you all (and am missing you guys already) &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;On a sidenote, uconnect chalet was awesome. Really. God 's presence was so powerfully felt throughout the three days, like how he granted us wonderful weather, a good fun time together, during worship, during keyboard playing as well as during the sermon sharings. Thank God for vincent's and josh's salvations, as well as for His great message to me during the altar call on the second night. In a nutshell, it was a fantastic time of bonding and fun with friends and cousins! (im really really glad they went!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;So anyway, two-o-o-nine has galloped past so so quickly (though sometimes it did feel more like a trot or even a walk). SO much has happened, both happy and sad. Apart from all the ups, i must say that there has inevitably been downs too. However, I believe it still calls for me to thank God for everything that he has painted on my 2009 picture, whether it be blue or yellow. (: Without God, my life would be an unimaginable dark picture. i thank God for His God-strong boat that has sailed me through the darkest storms, for the many pretty rainbows after them all, and above all, for shaping me into a better painter of my life. Of course, You are still the ultimate Potter and i am just the clay. I can sense that it is going to be another exciting year ahead- an arduous but enjoyable one. And right now, i can already see the glorious sun rays behind the long stretch of shady trees and creepers. Also, at the end of the long journey, i picture a stronger me, holding on to the hand that has been guiding me all this while. May i never let go of that hand, because You make this whole picture complete. I can't wait for twenty- ten.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Bring it on, AMEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-628316840828996029?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/628316840828996029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=628316840828996029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/628316840828996029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/628316840828996029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/12/thegreatpicture.html' title='t.h.e.g.r.e.a.t.p.i.c.t.u.r.e.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-8106838114670262247</id><published>2009-12-31T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:25:21.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SzwLiaqsWgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OGJfTgU9UFo/s1600-h/my%20holiday%20picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SzwLiaqsWgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OGJfTgU9UFo/s320/my%20holiday%20picture.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-8106838114670262247?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/8106838114670262247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=8106838114670262247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8106838114670262247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8106838114670262247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='two months'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SzwLiaqsWgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OGJfTgU9UFo/s72-c/my%20holiday%20picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5141697643793343147</id><published>2009-12-13T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:32:24.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yummylicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;For lunch today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i had half a bowl of chicken porridge at 3pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;for dinner today, i had:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;a full plate of cartel's pork ribs (delicious but HUGE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;a slice of mum's tiramisu (always so good- perfected!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;a cup of home-made expresso (using Dome's coffee beans + the new coffee making machine from perth) (the best home-made expresso ive had ever! :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;ice cream (flavours: green tea, cookies and cream, durian!) (i actually managed a scoop of durian! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;which explains why im feeling so full and lethargic right now probably.. this calls for a run tomorrow maybe? and the double training sessions on tuesday will definitely pay off well. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;cant wait to feel hungry again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;right now, this feels uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;but of course, everything was yummylicious! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5141697643793343147?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5141697643793343147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5141697643793343147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5141697643793343147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5141697643793343147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/12/yummylicious.html' title='yummylicious'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1334021619597303225</id><published>2009-12-04T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:47:01.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten things</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;YFA camp was a blast! it was great to see the pathlight kids again, and to have them remember and call your name after 5 months was just so so sweet. (: it did get tiring, but definitely a time of great fun and joy too! every kid is so lovely and unique in his/her own way! (p.s. cass, i support you in your new cause! al the way! i wanna watch the kids grow up too! ) and of course it was awesome serving the kids together with the other volunteers too! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Nets were locked up in the ish store today ): so it was mainly drills/skills training. and we learnt diving today! it felt like i was a silly girl who kept falling down on my left side and rolling over on my side a gazillion over times. and i cant do the sideways/shoulder backwards somersault! ): but anyway it was quite fun actually, apart from the pain. OUCH. and the frog leaps that concluded training did not help at all! my legs are jellified now! how am i gonna get up from bed tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;The Litz piece has been making some progress. yay. (: hope to clear scales and pieces by jan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Laos OCIP has been terminated. major pullout :/ on the flipside, that gives me an extra week to do other stuff too! (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Catching Hossan leong in some Beauty and the Beast show at the National Library tomorrow. not sure what it really is. free tickets. but i guess it's about a disney movie turned into a real life comedy? haha ill see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Been listening to the All For Love planetshakers album (: (and Hillsong's Stronger and Bluetree's God of this city! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Went kite flying on sunday (u-connect event). a pity cass, jean and bettyhong couldn't go ): anyway, kim and i couldnt get out kite up. we kept trying and tried running but our kite refused. well it managed to stay up for a while for a few times but thereafter, it didnt work out. but still it was quite a fun experience! haha. qr was still having his hair cut in serangoon gardens HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;im sooooooo fulll nowwwwww. and i was just feeling hungry two hours ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;the holiday's looking good somehow! (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Alright, nights! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1334021619597303225?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1334021619597303225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1334021619597303225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1334021619597303225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1334021619597303225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/12/ten-things.html' title='ten things'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4655933576476066854</id><published>2009-11-27T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:14:54.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strawberry avalanche, crash over me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cleared the mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i thought it was all over and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;another of its kind was following right behind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it got me caught in a bigger bubble.&lt;br /&gt;sigh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope i fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And fixed it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope i made the right decisions.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i burst that bubble completely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i pray hard that everything will turn out alright and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope theyll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4655933576476066854?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4655933576476066854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4655933576476066854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4655933576476066854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4655933576476066854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/11/strawberry-avalanche-crash-over-me.html' title='strawberry avalanche, crash over me.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4958767425279167077</id><published>2009-11-17T11:49:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T02:37:48.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s.m.i.l.e at the storm! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SwLnLaCXOhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lsNZtUSqFo0/s1600/4060172033_90e2dc0fcb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SwLsRgGePCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-alWw8rUg6s/s1600/4011259123_cac112f1be.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SwLtNY8-HOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9dk-7dBuY4s/s1600/4011518411_bb4c3d677c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SwLtbUhLIXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/r5JxlRalIZQ/s1600/4011259123_cac112f1be.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SwLtbUhLIXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/r5JxlRalIZQ/s320/4011259123_cac112f1be.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SwLmfCJ8zWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ydtOy08-37s/s1600/4060174233_2464afb0d1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass just turned seventeen today! Glad she had an awesome birthday today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;Certain things have been getting better, thankfully, but some of which have still been disturbing me. And recently life has been reminding me again that everything eventually falls back on His perfect plan. Regardless of the outcomes (even of some issues not quite settled), i know and am thankful that He is the driver of ths seemingly longgggggg and not-so-easy ride. And with consistent and persistent prayer, i can be sure that He will take care of everything, and His much needed grace will always be there for me to further His purpose in my life.&amp;nbsp; (Right Hughes?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh I cant wait for Tim Elmore's conference this friday at cornerstone! im going to be late, cos ill be rushing from vball at school. ive no idea how late ill be exactly or how im even going to get to cornerstone. But somehow im still veryveryvery excited for it. :D maybe it's God's hinting that He has something special to tell me at the conference! it was this sudden urge to say a firm YES to elizabeth on sunday. really. before that i was still not yet decided. haha. And i just realised that the topic of the conference is also aligned with the promise God revealed to me through various prophecies, the latest being jan this year. so maybe it IS Him talking to me? oh well, ill find out soon! i feel excited somehow. hahahah. And ive also been praying real hard for next friday's kite flying cum bbq event! Lord please let their hearts be open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;YAY training tmr! Haha yes ive been looking forward to vball a lot lately too! i dont really know why though. teehee. it has been really satisfying to see the team progressing and yourself improving together with your teammates. It's kinda fun actually! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow with so many things (kinda) going on in my life right now, im kinda happy despite all the rush and confusions and madness and sometimes, solitude. i suppose i can say that it may be due to God's hand working in my life, because ive realised that He is actually in the midst of revealing certain directions for my life right now. And i can see Him preparing me for His BIG almighty plan awaiting me. Like slowly. But surely. And it's exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"&gt;hahahah i cant really explain this sudden joy but &lt;u&gt;i am excited&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All men are like grass,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but the word of the Lord stands forever. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- 1 Peter 1: 24-25&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;(ps.and i hope my posts have been easier to read. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4958767425279167077?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4958767425279167077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4958767425279167077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4958767425279167077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4958767425279167077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/11/smile-at-storm.html' title='s.m.i.l.e at the storm! (:'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SwLtbUhLIXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/r5JxlRalIZQ/s72-c/4011259123_cac112f1be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3273185188764023154</id><published>2009-11-10T23:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:30:05.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Stand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Stand&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The I Heart Revolution: With Hearts As One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hillsong United&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SvmGIxbF7eI/AAAAAAAAAN0/l4uPzTxU2Iw/s1600-h/the-i-heart-revolution_66_1600x1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SvmGIxbF7eI/AAAAAAAAAN0/l4uPzTxU2Iw/s200/the-i-heart-revolution_66_1600x1200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;You stood before creation&lt;br /&gt;Eternity in your hand&lt;br /&gt;You spoke the earth into motion&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stood before my failure&lt;br /&gt;And carried the cross for my shame&lt;br /&gt;My sin weighed upon your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what could I say?&lt;br /&gt;And what could I do?&lt;br /&gt;But offer this heart, Oh God&lt;br /&gt;Completely to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;So I'll walk upon salvation&lt;br /&gt;Your spirit alive in me&lt;br /&gt;This life to declare your promise&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what could I say?&lt;br /&gt;And what could I do?&lt;br /&gt;But offer this heart, Oh God&lt;br /&gt;Completely to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand&lt;br /&gt;With arms high and heart abandoned&lt;br /&gt;In awe of the one who gave it all&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand&lt;br /&gt;My soul Lord to you surrendered&lt;br /&gt;ALL I AM IS YOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3273185188764023154?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3273185188764023154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3273185188764023154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3273185188764023154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3273185188764023154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/11/stand-i-heart-revolution-with-hearts-as.html' title='I&apos;ll Stand.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SvmGIxbF7eI/AAAAAAAAAN0/l4uPzTxU2Iw/s72-c/the-i-heart-revolution_66_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-8715643194479026383</id><published>2009-11-09T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:30:38.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No school this week cos it's OP week. Can't wait for OP to be over!!! go f.l.a.w.l.e.s.s. !&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how my december's gonna be like. i know it's gonna be a really busy one- vball trainings. revision. homework. outings with family and friends. one-week laos cip trip. annual extended family trip. visiting of relatives in msia. christmas. church christmas lunch. uconnect chalet (and the cousins are coming down too! YAY. )&lt;br /&gt;well the laos trip is not 100% confirmed yet, but still, other things will definitely fill up the schedule. no doubt about that.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i suppose it's gonna be an exciting holiday nevertheless!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. ive given up on trying to make this blog easier to read. it became worse as seen when i experimented on my previous two posts. oh wells, shall have to live with this not-too-easy-to-read format then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-8715643194479026383?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/8715643194479026383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=8715643194479026383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8715643194479026383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8715643194479026383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-school-this-week-cos-its-op-week.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3605686288247634851</id><published>2009-10-18T19:13:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:10:23.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alligator Crawl has just been taken off my exam pieces list today! The piano teacher has just changed the List C piece to Consolation by Liszt. I agree with my teacher that this may be a change for the better, because after so many months of practising, i still cant seem to get the notes/chords right always. Hitting those jumping notes/chords has always been a maybe and not a definite. Plus, jazz may not be for me after all. It usually requires that heavy feel which my fingers somehow fail to produce (not strong enough maybe? haha). In summary i dont think ill be able to pull the piece off even if i continue to practise real hard before the exam in feb. And anyway i like the new song. (: it's got a flowy and soothing touch.. hopefully, the liking for the song will spur me on to practise real hard (though it's gonna be a really busy nov/dec and jan/feb), and that the practices will in turn translate to mastering the piece well (and not fail like alligator crawl), and eventually maybe inspire me to love the piece even more! yay. I trust this will all work out with God to help me pick myself up and get on track once more despite the honest fact that im left with a seemingly short/fast four months to master the piece. Faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On a sidenote, ive been really busy these days, not with schoolwork, but with the family (paternal and maternal). &amp;lt;3 It was surely a blessed time of fellowship (over eating, mostly. haha) and just catching up on each other's lives with the grandparents, aunts and cousin.. Mum's birthday buffet dinner at sheraton was great too! Isn't it so sweet to have your eight other sisters celebrating your birthday with you? im sure mum's touched and so am i. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone tell me what's going on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3605686288247634851?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3605686288247634851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3605686288247634851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3605686288247634851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3605686288247634851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/10/alligator-crawl-has-just-been-taken-off.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-2332200029479546693</id><published>2009-10-14T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:47:07.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hello world. Say farewell to supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! Haha just learnt of a word that's even longerrrrrrr--- &lt;b&gt;Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; FORTY-FIVE letters. Goshhh. It's crazy righttt??? I think im going crazy with all these weird words coming suddenly. Haha. Well for interest's sake, it is apparently a lung disease caused by the inhalation of very fine silica dust, causing inflammation in the lungs, or something to that effect.. haha.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On a side note, the grandparents are coming down tomorrow morning! AND mum's 6 other sisters are coming down in the afternoon! HAHA exciting. That'll make the nine tan sisters family! the house is gonna be so happening tomorrow. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh noo i missed gym training today due to pw OP dry run and on friday ill have to leave training early at six! &amp;gt;&amp;lt; ahhhhhhh. Mum's birthday dinner is at seven. so yeap, itll be one hour of training from 5-6 and then goodbye. :( but then again, im excited for the dinner! Itll be so great with all her sisters celebrating together. Happy family! &amp;lt;3 Haha yeap so that's why my aunts are coming down by the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;wheeeee tomorrow's restructured timetable is kinda dumb. here goes:- CV, break, PE, end of schoool. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-2332200029479546693?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/2332200029479546693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=2332200029479546693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2332200029479546693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2332200029479546693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6166667451686547824</id><published>2009-10-13T19:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:19:51.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;triskaidekaphobia&lt;/b&gt; \tris-ky-dek-uh-FOH-bee-uh\, &lt;i&gt;noun&lt;/i&gt;: Fear or a phobia concerning the number 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HAHAHAHA didnt know there was a name for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh and have you heard of &lt;b&gt;abeCEDARIAN&lt;/b&gt;? HAHA im a total abecedarian in these newfound words. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lalallalalalallalalla. off to dinner.&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/946069993175696893-6166667451686547824?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6166667451686547824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6166667451686547824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6166667451686547824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6166667451686547824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/10/triskaidekaphobia-tris-ky-dek-uh-foh_13.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-314166176993609262</id><published>2009-10-12T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:55:29.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balanced like a rainbow above you</title><content type='html'>Yay ade's through with psleeee! :D congrats deee!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Haha watched The Adventures of Food Boy on Disney today, about Food Boy (Lucas Grabeel)(HSM's ryan) and his superpower of making food in his palms. Chose this over The Biggest Loser on Hallmark. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;Gosh every J1 in my class's and 4H's msn list is online now! Like every single J1. Full attendance. no kidding! Haha everyone's rushing PW i guess. OP dry run this wednesday! So that makes us the first batch in school for the dry run. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Four consecutive lectures tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-314166176993609262?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/314166176993609262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=314166176993609262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/314166176993609262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/314166176993609262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/10/balanced-like-rainbow-above-you.html' title='balanced like a rainbow above you'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1729902838119614606</id><published>2009-10-11T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:53:40.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a childlike faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ade was such an encouragement the other day-- the Thursday when she took her psle math exam. The night before, she couldnt sleep till about two-ish in the morning though she had settled under her blanky at around nine thirty. It was most likely the two cups of coffee that mum had made for her in the afternoon that was keeping her wide awake. Then on Thursday morning when mum saw her before ade left for school, mum apologised to ade for causing her difficulty in sleeping the previous night. In response to that, Ade replied spontaneously and yet so sweetly, "Mummy, can you please stop blaming yourself? What makes you think that God won't do a miracle?" That was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When mum told me this, i was so heartened and encouraged to know that my twelve-year-old sister has such a remarkable childlike faith in her heavenly Father. Despite the not-so-good-looking circumstances, Ade still displayed such great confidence and implicit trust in God, knowing that He would give her the strength she needed to carry herself through her math exam. Given this, shouldnt we as "older" and more "mature" Christians, have an even greater level of faith and trust in God in our daily lives no matter how bad the circumstance looks? This childlike faith, i believe, is the key to unlocking heaven's doors (matt 18:3). i marvel and am encouraged by my twelve year old sister's simple, yet genuine, childlike faith.&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/946069993175696893-1729902838119614606?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1729902838119614606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1729902838119614606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1729902838119614606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1729902838119614606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/10/childlike-faith.html' title='a childlike faith'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7144427756379430999</id><published>2009-10-09T00:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:12:27.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a disco ball is just hanging by a thread</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Promos are finally over! *relief* no matter the results, i know ive tried my best (though it could have been better), and that's what counts most right? it was really the occassional playing of worship songs, friends' smses and His almighty presence, peace and strength that kept me going and alive. Seriously. Im thankful! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prata house with the class , icekimo and 500 days of summer today-- It was a great day of fun and friends! yay. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh promos just ended and OP dry run is next wed, training resumes tomorrow, school and lectures resume next week, piano lessons in one/two weeks time, haha there's never a break to anything right?&amp;nbsp; oh wells. life goes on i guess. All the way jo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S: shoutout to kelly, grace, rong and xinying!-- missing you guys!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/Ss4ebKFhW5I/AAAAAAAAANU/5Czg-vEKJNM/s1600-h/8718_161929159712_770644712_2729839_4063703_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7144427756379430999?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7144427756379430999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7144427756379430999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7144427756379430999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7144427756379430999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/10/disco-ball-is-just-hanging-by-thread.html' title='a disco ball is just hanging by a thread'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3865770734968789647</id><published>2009-09-07T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:48:30.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Examinations Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="post-title"&gt;WHEN EXAMINATIONS START&amp;nbsp;                            &lt;/h2&gt;Lord, grant me a quiet heart,&lt;br /&gt;Before the examinations start.&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to use my leisure hours,&lt;br /&gt;To reinvigorate my powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind from daydreams liberate,&lt;br /&gt;Give me the will to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;From all distractions set me free,&lt;br /&gt;That in my studies I may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student with a sole intent,&lt;br /&gt;To make my work a sacrament.&lt;br /&gt;From my faint heart in love expel,&lt;br /&gt;All failure, fears that therein dwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from my pillow drive away,&lt;br /&gt;All dark forebodings of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Help me in faith to rest so deep,&lt;br /&gt;That I may have untroubled sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While notes and subjects I prepare,&lt;br /&gt;May I not lose my zest for prayer.&lt;br /&gt;And may I not forget to look,&lt;br /&gt;For daily guidance in Thy Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In quietness, confidence and peace,&lt;br /&gt;May I have quick and sure release.&lt;br /&gt;From needless fears and apprehension,&lt;br /&gt;From outward strain and tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So may examinations find,&lt;br /&gt;Each one alert in heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;Thus inward joy and peace possessing,&lt;br /&gt;May examinations prove a blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373769088959329410" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqdsN_ToEeg/SpN2g9RlNII/AAAAAAAABVE/zBgTlfXtmQY/s320/stress-cartoon.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;&amp;nbsp; (haha this is so cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest A/Olevelers/PSLE primarysixes/promos JC1ians/anyone else taking any other exam, the above poem is for you! i hope it'll bless you just as it has blessed me (special thanks to RJSV and Campus Crusade for Christ). (: i love it. i feel it is so applicable to a student's life just like yours and mine! Just like what Dr Ed Pousson mentioned at yesterday's sermon on Naomi and Ruth that bitterness can be a blessing in disguise, our exams can prove a source of blessing too! Promos and the piano exam (14sep!) are drawing reallly really near for me. But let's be patient as we walk through this field of wilderness, leaning on God's strength, wisdom and guidance always. All the way everyone (especially to my dearest soph and celine)! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3865770734968789647?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3865770734968789647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3865770734968789647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3865770734968789647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3865770734968789647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-examinations-start.html' title='When Examinations Start'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TqdsN_ToEeg/SpN2g9RlNII/AAAAAAAABVE/zBgTlfXtmQY/s72-c/stress-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-782372163089652633</id><published>2009-08-31T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:30:57.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello cedar!</title><content type='html'>i went back to cedar today and met the cedar teachers and friends! Wished Mr Sng, Mr Chia, Mrs Chia and Mrs Lim. Didn't get to see Mr Yau and i foolishly forgot about leaving stuff in the teachers' pigeon holes, so his biscottis and note is still with me. hehe, guess ill pass it to jerusha/yh's sister. It was a joy to have met all my friends again- kelly, grace, xinying, rongqi, and not forgetting the rest of 4H 08! the class bought their lunches and then lunched at my place cos we couldnt think of an eatery big enough to accomodate everyone.. it was a fantastic time of catching up! Miss you all! &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-782372163089652633?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/782372163089652633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=782372163089652633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/782372163089652633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/782372163089652633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-cedar.html' title='hello cedar!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-2567649896801555268</id><published>2009-08-30T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:37:10.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll find your footprints in the sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;You walked with me&lt;br /&gt;Footprints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;And helped me understand&lt;br /&gt;Where I’m going&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walked with me&lt;br /&gt;When I was all alone&lt;br /&gt;With so much I no along the way&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I promise you&lt;br /&gt;I’m always there&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair&lt;br /&gt;I’ll carry you&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find my footprints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my life&lt;br /&gt;Flash across the sky&lt;br /&gt;So many times have I&lt;br /&gt;Been so afraid ooh&lt;br /&gt;And just when I&lt;br /&gt;Have thought I’ve lost my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You give me strength to carry on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I heard you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you&lt;br /&gt;I’m always there&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair&lt;br /&gt;I’ll carry you&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find my footprints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m weary&lt;br /&gt;Well I know you’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel you&lt;br /&gt;When you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you&lt;br /&gt;I’m always there&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is full of sadness and despair&lt;br /&gt;I’ll carry you&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find my footprints in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ll find my footprints in the sand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for your promise that you're always there. i thank you that whenever my heart is full of sadness and despair, you'll carry me, as My Best Friend, such that I can find your footprints in the sand, &lt;b&gt;always and forever&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-2567649896801555268?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/2567649896801555268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=2567649896801555268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Into your hands&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I commit again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With all i am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For you Lord&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You hold my world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the palm of your hands&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And i am yours&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus i believe in you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus i belong to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're the reason that I live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The reason that i sing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With all i am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll walk with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wherever you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Through tears and joy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll trust in you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And i will live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In all of your ways&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And your promises&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes Lord, i want to stand strong on your promises no matter the circumstance. And i thank you so much for reaching down from heaven to earth. Thank you for holding me in the palm of your hands always, through sad and happy times. Jesus take the wheel. I can't do this on my own. I place my trust and faith in you. You take control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alrights off to work! Gosh my piano exam is less than a month away! 14 SEPTEMEBER. And promos is only slightly later. ahhhhh. Kay toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1284321465527330905?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1284321465527330905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1284321465527330905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1284321465527330905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1284321465527330905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/08/into-your-hands-i-commit-again-with-all.html' title='In the palm of your hands'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1444094785833137324</id><published>2009-08-12T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:51:14.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now i'm officially drained to the core. I can't move, and my brain can't think anymore. I just want my sleeeeeeppp! But I've yet to do econs essay outline and math by tomorrow. Ahh i really dont have any ounce of strength left to write! Sigh, i think ill rush them out tomorrow morning instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully piano was cancelled today, otherwise im sure ill just collapse on the piano and die. Seriously. And the bruises on my fingers and arms were not helping at all. I wouldn't have had the stamina and energy to play through all the pieces. Training had never been that tiring for so longgg, but it was worth it i guess. The guys served to the girls today, and their serves were so hard that they actually bruised my arms. Fortunately they dont hurt much. And thank you anyway for being so helpful in coaching us and helping us along the way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to pw eom now.. apologies to esther for taking so long in the shower! im literally dead right now and i found it so hard to even muster energy to give myself a good after-training shower! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall munch on mum's great biscottis. Tiramisu later maybe? haha i need to stay awake and functioning. God please renew my strength and wake me up when i fall asleep i pray. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;Kay toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1444094785833137324?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1444094785833137324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1444094785833137324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1444094785833137324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1444094785833137324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/08/right-now-im-officially-drained-to-core.html' title=''/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3728949457557195564</id><published>2009-08-01T00:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:48:12.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poor dogs and cats for their fur. Poor cows for their leather. Poor ba-bas for their wool. ): Kicked, beaten and dragged to slaughterhouses before getting their throats slit? Just watched the&amp;nbsp; PETA Educational Video which was, and still is so disturbing. I could barely watch the entire video! It had one of the most gory and heartbreaking scenes i had ever witnessed and i had to constantly scroll down to look at the youtube comments instead. I could literally feel a lump forming in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Becks just got home from FOP. I didnt go along today because this weekend's gonna be crazily busyyyy. It'll be so packed again (to its max) with everything like tutorials, piano, pw, church and family dinner. I was taking the whole journey back home from school to decide whether or not to go, and in the end huijun decided for me. If I had gone for fop, there'll seriously be zero time left for any homework/studying for monday's tutorials, bio mock spa and photosynthesis test.. and i managed to do some pw tonight! yay a pat on my back to myself! hahaha.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saw Mrs Chiaw today! We exchanged smiles, with her on the bus and huijun and i at the bus stop. I guess amanda had a nice chat with mrs chiaw all the way back home. (: i remember cute chiaw's bio lessons and i miss secondary schoool in general.. somehow im grateful to Mrs Chiaw for making the biggest swap ever (from one end of the class to the other!) for that drastic swap blesssed me with one of the best friends ever- kelllyyyyykhoooowanyeeee! :D i miss youuuu! Hope your tiramisu will be the world's best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your covering over me this week, for assuring me that the occasional flus i had were not swine, and i really thank you also for all the friends and people you have blessed&amp;nbsp; me with. May you continue to mould me according to your plans, that even on this long, bumpy and difficult road ahead, ill continue to put my trust in you and YOU ALONE. Amen. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" class="blogbody"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3728949457557195564?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3728949457557195564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3728949457557195564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3728949457557195564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3728949457557195564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/08/poor-dogs-and-cats-for-their-fur.html' title='abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-495739528785199280</id><published>2009-07-18T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:16:12.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK OR WHITE?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been asked to represent my GRC, in an upcoming inter-GRC netball competition! The coordinator, Jessica, had asked me last year but i rejected her due to Olevels. She called me last night to ask me if i could join the team this year, and i realised it was difficult to give an immediate answer too. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; i cant decide on whether to commit to it or not. JC life has become so much more hectic and im afraid ill not be able to cope if i commit to the team, especially since the competition will be held late August which will be near my piano exam and just a month away from promos (ahhh!).&amp;nbsp; Besides i dont know how far the team will go. Should it progress to the next round, i fear it'll eat into September which will be disastrous. yikes. :/ It will&amp;nbsp; definitely be an exciting experience, from which i'll make new friends (who will all be older than me by at least a few years)&amp;nbsp; and at the same time have the honour of representing my GRC which will be kinda cool. (: But once again, itll be tough. Also, i havent played netball for ages! My shooting skills have probably deteriorated to the point of no return. haha seriously. I'll feel bad rejecting the offer because i sort of promised that i'll join this year after Os. But accepting it would also imply a very busy and scary august/september. Sigh, it's a brave decision both ways.&amp;nbsp; Please direct me to the decision that will be best for me i pray. I need to decide asap! She's expecting an answer real sooooon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-495739528785199280?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/495739528785199280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=495739528785199280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/495739528785199280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/495739528785199280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-join-or-not-to-join.html' title='BLACK OR WHITE?!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3527068428746056835</id><published>2009-07-09T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:51:29.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's standing behind the curtains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She's feeling like a "a small cog in a huge machine". She's working backstage, unnoticed? Is it because she's too humbled herself, such that the simplest of help she gives doesn't matter much? I don't know either. I pray Philippians 4:6-7 today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3527068428746056835?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3527068428746056835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3527068428746056835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3527068428746056835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3527068428746056835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/07/shes-standing-behind-curtains.html' title='she&apos;s standing behind the curtains'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-9133277021046573020</id><published>2009-07-04T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:01:04.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's everything we've never known</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/Sk9sU8bFJII/AAAAAAAAANE/SrCWTjRjWN4/s1600-h/rachael+and+me%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/Sk9sU8bFJII/AAAAAAAAANE/SrCWTjRjWN4/s320/rachael+and+me%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Met rachael this afternoon! We didnt watch transformers as intended because the 445 show at cathay was fully booked. :( Hoping that we could get tickets at plaza's goldenvillage, we walked all the way there. Sadly, the next show then was a 645 show which was too late cos rach had to leave for ballet at seven. Haha so guess what, we decided to get our long overdued birthday cake!! We had a chocolate lava cake at starbucks which was really really gooodd! yummm. so yepp, that was our birthday cake. Soon after abigail came along! it was like a mini 6kindness reunion again! then we walked and we talked all the way back to taka cos abigail wanted food. Walked a bit more and checked out the new orvchard central mall till rach had to leave for ballet. yay rach we finally met up for our birthday! it was fun besides meeting so many primary school and college mates around in town! hehe. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-9133277021046573020?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/9133277021046573020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=9133277021046573020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/9133277021046573020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/9133277021046573020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/07/met-rachael-this-afternoon-we-didnt.html' title='And it&apos;s everything we&apos;ve never known'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/Sk9sU8bFJII/AAAAAAAAANE/SrCWTjRjWN4/s72-c/rachael+and+me%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-8405464106841889237</id><published>2009-07-03T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:13:29.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we'll fill the metro skies with country air</title><content type='html'>During the last week of june hols everyone was hoping that the school would just postpone the cts/extend the june holidays. Everyone was not looking forward to the first week of school- CTS. But now with cts over, i feel glad that cts were not postponed/ holidays were not extended. Otherwise we could have lost this long weekend break that would have required us to study for cts on the upcoming youth day, which would have been kinda sad. wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after cts yesterday, the six of us-- cass, yethong (betty. haha), kim, jean, esther and i went out to eat! and we really did. Initially we intended to just have lunch/branch and so we decided on Shoduku at rafflescity. It was my first time there and my first time using a temporary 'credit card'! hahaha. I had Omu rice with grilled chicken and it was great. (: We took so many pictures during the meal, and SOOOO many random shots. hahah. we were so full that our tummies were too contented for dessert which was supposed to be good there. so only esther had her dessert. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we walked around, entered random shops and&amp;nbsp; looked at cute/pretty stuff. The three dimensional pop ups in those birthday cards were simply amazing. The pop ups were cut-outs from the card paper itself and they were just so so good. Cass wanted to buy the card with the grand piano pop-up but sadly, there weren't any on sale. :( After that, it was really EATING and MORE EATING.&amp;nbsp; hahaha. We were so full but yet the many food shops in the mall were too difficult to resist! I bought two pretzels, my usual sour-cream-and-onion flavoured ones, one for becky and one for myself. Loved it. And kim said that it was gonna be her next addiction. hahaha. The others bought so much food too. And esther commented, " do y'all always spend your money on food everytime you all go out?" hahah. kim and i wanted to go look for owl city's albums in the cd shop but couldn't find any :( but anyway it was still a fun day out after cts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes YAY IM FINALLY MEETING RACHAEL later! We had planned to celebrate our birthdays together as aprilniners and thought it was going to be easier to meet up since we are now in the same school again (hoorays)! but once again our busy schedules got in the way and so we never had it worked out. But yay, today we will! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p.s. rach i still have our primary school secret notebook and postcards! hahaha. and all our secret writing languages.. hehehe. Can't wait for later!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-8405464106841889237?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/8405464106841889237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=8405464106841889237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8405464106841889237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8405464106841889237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-fill-metro-skies-with-country-air.html' title='we&apos;ll fill the metro skies with country air'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6267263274591614605</id><published>2009-06-04T19:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:16:58.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ILL MISS ALL OF YOU AND YOUR CUTE CREATIVE PAINTINGS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/Sieh6ZjTHZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NG--AWglgsI/s1600-h/smiley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SieiQibaouI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AFRoGtvE_wE/s1600-h/smiley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SieiQibaouI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AFRoGtvE_wE/s320/smiley.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;[this is the cute 4-piece wooden smiley that the kids drew and painted today :D]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today was my last day with the kids at Pathlight School. &lt;/span&gt;I helped out at the Art and Craft class together with Cass, and it was&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; indeed a very blessed time with &lt;/span&gt;the kids the past four mornings from 9am to 12.15pm everyday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The children were all fantastic at their art pieces despite their varying degrees of autism. They displayed tremendous potential in art and some of them were really very creative with their pieces! It's amazing how creative ten and eleven year- olds like Chester, Chin Jie and Emmanuel can be! Some of them (such as Tsui Kyit and Chester) also speak really well, with great pronounciation, grammar and all (maybe even better than some of us older people! haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohh and there were the seven-year-old twins, Jason and Justin, two extremely adorable yet super hyperactive kids. They've got a rather wild imagination and they speak really well too in their american accent! I'll never forget the few instances when they displayed maturity in their compassion for others, their extreme liveliness in their unceasing informal interaction with others as well as the adorable smiles they flash when they collect their art pieces. :D It's unforgettably cute (aww), especially Jason's (or was it Justin's? oops) wide and bright smile yesterday as he posed for the camera with the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a nutshell, I really thank God for this eye- opening experience at Pathlight and I feel so happy and thankful that these autistic kids are blessed with unique talents from which they can find joy and confidence in. Somehow they're like my simple inspiration when i look at some of their optimism and determination. Also, ive learnt to be thankful for the simplest of things, such as for being created a normal being. Im looking forward to the senior Sport and Fun Camp at Pathlight next week! And ill really miss all the art and craft kids a lot, especially those whom i guided and interacted personally with. May God continue to bless all of them always (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SieiQibaouI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AFRoGtvE_wE/s1600-h/smiley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6267263274591614605?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6267263274591614605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6267263274591614605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6267263274591614605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6267263274591614605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-miss-all-your-paintings.html' title='ILL MISS ALL OF YOU AND YOUR CUTE CREATIVE PAINTINGS!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SieiQibaouI/AAAAAAAAAM8/AFRoGtvE_wE/s72-c/smiley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5572791291053008520</id><published>2009-05-23T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:38:47.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HCI dance concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SiTVRxKM1PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PGc0vlaJyWQ/s1600-h/hci+dance+concert+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SiTVRxKM1PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PGc0vlaJyWQ/s320/hci+dance+concert+1.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I met kelly for dinner after our respective match supports yesterday and went for xinying's dance concert together. It was so great to catch up with kelly and xinying, as well as layeng and olivia! We were a little late for the concert but thank you to olivia for reserving really good seats for us! (:&amp;nbsp; xinying was so cute on stage during her various performances. Great job xinying! :D During the intermission, we met tiffany (tiff) and several other cedarians too! (Haha and kelly and i started laughing non-stop when we discovered something 'in common' that was kinda funny. HAHA. ) i miss cedarians. &amp;lt;3 ohh ohh and i also bumped into marilyn on stage after the concert, when her flower tickled my face! hahaha. It was really fun on the whole and i was so happy to meet kelly and xinying again! :D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SiTVZROu8NI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mrL4GwGrANg/s1600-h/hci+dance+concert+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SiTVZROu8NI/AAAAAAAAAMc/mrL4GwGrANg/s320/hci+dance+concert+2.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5572791291053008520?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5572791291053008520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5572791291053008520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5572791291053008520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5572791291053008520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/06/hci-dance-concert.html' title='HCI dance concert'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SiTVRxKM1PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PGc0vlaJyWQ/s72-c/hci+dance+concert+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5510986922160699598</id><published>2009-04-29T21:47:00.048+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:40:05.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My FIRSTs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got my FIRST white slip today. And the 'cool and extraordinary' thing is that the entire student venture was caught together. haha. As usual, the student venture gathered at LT5 for our morning sessions, and we were having worship then. However, none of us heard the assembly bell ring during worship. So we continued with the time of worship and only stopped at about 7.45? Then everyone was kinda surprised that it was past 7.40, and some of us initially thought there was no morning assembly that day. But on our way to the parade square, Ms Wan, my bio teacher, caught us and so about 40 of us issued our EZ links to ms wan who booked all our names-- We were late for morning assembly.&amp;nbsp; So in the end Samuel and I joined the class after assembly. haha. It was quite an experience. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today also marked the end of our seniors' season and at the same time the FIRST/ beginning of the J1 vballers' offical training. And training today was seriously and honestly, the most strenuous of the other trainings we've had this year. The sun was really sweltering HOT this afternoon, such that i actually had a heat stroke. My whole vision turned white, slowly but gradually, till i could barely see black outlines of objects/people. It was kinda scary, cos at that time we had just finished our 1.35km suicide run for warm-up and we were then throwing/serving balls over the net. And it was somehow very difficult to maintain my balance and i had to lean on liying's/valerie's shoulder (i cant remember/couldn't really see who) to remain standing.&amp;nbsp; Thanks so much for the support!:D IT WAS REALLY BURNING. And cool down was another 1.35km of suicide runs, and this is going to be the routine for the upcoming trainings. But the after feeling is somewhat satisfying for the whole team, after pulling it through together. YAY, WE DID IT! (: I wonder if i can get out of bed tomorrow in my jellified legs. heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5510986922160699598?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5510986922160699598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5510986922160699598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5510986922160699598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5510986922160699598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-white-slip.html' title='My FIRSTs'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3408862666321418872</id><published>2009-04-27T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:40:21.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life thus far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The past few weeks have been dominated with an increasingly heavier truckload of assignments and tutorials, as well as the first few class tests/lecture tests (chem, bio and econs) of my first college year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JC life seems so much tougher compared to secondary school especially with the sudden 'inflation' in currriculum difficulty level and business of school life. Sigh, my body has to get used to this so that i can restore my regular sleeping hours once more and stop falling asleep at like nine-ish or ten-ish and then waking up at three or four in the morning to complete my assignments. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, the Family (extended families included) went out for lunch buffet yesterday at Ellenborough Market at Merchant Court Hotel yesterday noon. It was supposed to be a belated birthday meal for my grandparents who had come down from Malaysia on Tuesday. The buffet was awesome, with its extensive array of scrumptious food. (: i especially loved the salad, sushi and chocolate-fondued-marshmallows! HAHA yepp. YUMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohh yes thank God for leading me to a fantastic temporary piano teacher who is currently standing in for my actual piano teacher who is on maternity leave. I am already so grateful to the temporary teacher for helping me during this one month period, knowing that i cannot afford to waste anymore time in view of my August Grade 8 exam. THANK YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3408862666321418872?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3408862666321418872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3408862666321418872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3408862666321418872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3408862666321418872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-thus-far.html' title='Life thus far.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1630339276544613912</id><published>2009-04-27T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:39:06.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been so long since i last blogged because things have been really busy. I could not even find time to blog on my seventeenth birthday that was like about two weeks ago? :( So anyway, this is a quick and brief overrview on MY SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a typical Thursday at school apart from the fire drill that was held during gp lesson. Jean, Cass, Kim, Yet Hong and Qiren came over after school for dinner at about 7.30pm when Kim, YetHong and Qiren had finished CCA. Jean and Cass came home with me after school and we talked and used the computer till dinner when the rest arrived. So yepp, dinner was good apart from the few awkward silences we had in between. Ohh and Qiren's face went chilli red again during dinner and that broke the silence when all the girls started laughing, the usual reaction to his sudden 'face flushes'. The food was delicious and everyone loved it! I really thank aunty for her great culinary skills. (: After dinner, mum brought out the tiramisu she had made and it was time for the Happy Birthday Song. I blew out the one candle on the tiramisu which qiren claimed looked like the one-candle-cake which he drew on the lecture desk that day. haha, quite true. Mum's tiramisu was fantastic as always, just like her oreo-based cheese cake! :D (somehow every other tiramisu and cheese cake apart from mum's seem much less appealing these days. Mum's is just too good. ) We were all satiated after dinner and tiramisu that out tummies had no more room for the blueberry cheesecake that they had bought for me. haha. So it was kept away in the fridge and no one took a bite that day (but i brought a few slices to school for them on the following Monday). Thereafter was mega camwhoring session. We all (the girls) took many many pictures together, while qiren was busy strummingand singing to my father's ancient guitar which qiren managed to tune all by himself! haha yay. Anyway yes, the girls took really a lot of pictures for teh entire night before leaving at around ten-ish. In a nutshell, my birthday night was FUN, all thanks to my friends who made my day, and not forgetting the invincible cook/baker who provided the yummy dinner and tiramisu!(: And of course, I thank God once again for bringing me into this world and i pray that i will be able to run well the race that God has predestined for me, while relying not on my own strengths, but His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1630339276544613912?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1630339276544613912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1630339276544613912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1630339276544613912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1630339276544613912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-seventeenth-birthday.html' title='MY SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3042413354906913027</id><published>2009-04-02T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:47:14.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech Day</title><content type='html'>I did not go for volleyball training last Saturday because i had to go back to Cedar for Speech Day. All prize winners wore their JC's blazers as we went up the stage to collect our plaque. HAHA my left court shoe was weirdly looser than the right one, so it felt kinda difficult walking in those shoes and it was especially scary on stage when i had to make sure that the left shoe did not come off. haha. I'm sure i must have looked really awkward on stage. I could not really walk properly in those shoes. And when up there receiving the prize, each of us were supposed to pose for a picture at the professional camera men whom we were supposed to order our photos from. However, there were like a swarm of camera men/women crowded juat below the stage and so i could not find the professional camera men and so i just smiled at some random camera. I trust that was a professional camera man too. HAHAHAH. Gosh. So yepp, took lots of pictures with former classmates and friends. :) Here are some of the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSBsE_FByI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lrk0Clb7Bjo/s1600-h/P1010871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSBsE_FByI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lrk0Clb7Bjo/s320/P1010871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;kelly, myself, and xinying! :D miss you both LOADS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSCBIenlVI/AAAAAAAAALE/RBn2JXGRT-0/s1600-h/P1010865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSCBIenlVI/AAAAAAAAALE/RBn2JXGRT-0/s320/P1010865.JPG" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;myself, yet hong, charlotte and i wen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSBk50n8JI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OF4SEWhUSbE/s1600-h/n622685717_2101445_2420990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSBk50n8JI/AAAAAAAAAKs/OF4SEWhUSbE/s320/n622685717_2101445_2420990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;linli, myself, charlotte and yethong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSBy4YS6PI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7iptB3LFmP0/s1600-h/P1010868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSBy4YS6PI/AAAAAAAAAK8/7iptB3LFmP0/s320/P1010868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;myself and jasmine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSCFsTydgI/AAAAAAAAALM/JpqIavxmL3w/s1600-h/P1010875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSCFsTydgI/AAAAAAAAALM/JpqIavxmL3w/s320/P1010875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;myself, mr sng and kelly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSCJBROLLI/AAAAAAAAALU/91EgXMdV5Yg/s1600-h/P1010876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSCJBROLLI/AAAAAAAAALU/91EgXMdV5Yg/s320/P1010876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;olivia (cousinie poooohhh! haha), melissa, me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSFqpor3LI/AAAAAAAAALs/IkgNbwhvKlI/s1600-h/P1010866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSFqpor3LI/AAAAAAAAALs/IkgNbwhvKlI/s320/P1010866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me and tiffyyy!! (oops this picture is dark. ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSGNbVlbqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rksynpb28Gk/s1600-h/P1010872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSGNbVlbqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/rksynpb28Gk/s320/P1010872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me and yeeting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSFXWILzNI/AAAAAAAAALk/Cvk1gkz__Gk/s1600-h/n788078170_1651948_7655762.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSFXWILzNI/AAAAAAAAALk/Cvk1gkz__Gk/s320/n788078170_1651948_7655762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Rafflesians Unite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yepp that's all! haha too many pictures to post. TOODLIES! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3042413354906913027?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3042413354906913027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3042413354906913027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3042413354906913027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3042413354906913027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day.html' title='Speech Day'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SdSBsE_FByI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lrk0Clb7Bjo/s72-c/P1010871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7989455150592206359</id><published>2009-04-02T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:00:53.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRD IN AGAIN, THIS TIME TWO!</title><content type='html'>The same blackish-brown bird has been flying into the house for the past two days. And my family is guessing that it is coming in from the kitchen door. So yepp, the kitchen door linking the dry and wet kitchen must be shut from now on. It flew in again during dinner today. Interestingly, it always takes the same route around the house, like downstairs, to upstairs, then downstairs, to living room, to upstairs again, then downstairs, then finally, OUT it goes. HAHAHA. Yesterday, the bird brought in another of it's twin friend and they were both circling my house together using the same route! Scary, but strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7989455150592206359?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7989455150592206359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7989455150592206359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7989455150592206359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7989455150592206359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/04/bird-in-again-this-time-two.html' title='BIRD IN AGAIN, THIS TIME TWO!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6049597504083456139</id><published>2009-03-22T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:55:27.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRD IN THE HOUSE--EEEEEK!!!!</title><content type='html'>EMERGENCY! A BLACKISH BROWN LOOKING BIRD FLEW INTO MY HOUSE TODAY!! My whole family was upstairs getting ready to go out for dinner when suddenly, Ade shrieked real loudly, "There's a bird/bat in the house!!!" She slammed her room door shut immediately thereafter. It was unbelievable at first, not until i saw it fly horizontally across the family area. Haha then it flew to mum and dad's room and so mum opened her room window so it could fly out. But it kept flying to and fro from one end of the room to the other several times and never headed for the window! It looked as if it was a bird doing napha shuttle run or something. HAHAHA. But poor bird, mum said that it was so LOST that it kept flying into and knocking itself onto her dressing mirror! It must have been thinking that there was another of it's kind at 'the other end'. Poor bird. Oh well, it flew out of the window eventually after quite some time. How did it get into the house anyway? NO IDEA. The doors and windows were all closed. This is so puzzling and creepy. This whole incident was kinda scary actually. Imagine a bird flying franitcally in your house, swooping down and up, grazing the tip of your head and bumping itself against your dressing mirror unceasingly... WHAT AN EXPERIENCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6049597504083456139?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6049597504083456139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6049597504083456139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6049597504083456139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6049597504083456139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/03/bird-in-house-eeeeek.html' title='BIRD IN THE HOUSE--EEEEEK!!!!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-8002221582058412737</id><published>2009-03-20T23:57:00.094+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:45:57.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4H Class Gathering and Surprise Visit to Kelly's!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was 4Heroes's class gathering. We all went to Linli's house and it was great fun! Much of the time was spent on PSP, Guitar Hero, and of course, chatting and simply catching up with one another over pizza and everything else. Ohh and it was my first go at Guitar Hero too! haha i seriously cannot play the drums. It was somehow just so much harder to coordinate compared to the guitar...&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I was really really happy to see 4H again, the people who had spent two years of their lives with two years of mine. And I'm really glad that everyone who went enjoyed themselves, hopefully as much as i did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly though, kelly was unable to make it for the gathering because she had broken some bone near her ankle. So after class gathering, Xinying, Grace and I cabbed down to Kelly's and surprised her with our unexpected visit! It was about ten at night when we reached her house. Thankfully kelly was at home and awake! (: So anyway kelly was rolling herself around on her rolly chair, with her bandaged ankle elevated from the floor. She was so surprised to see us! hahahah. We caught up with one another during the next one hour and kelly was relating to us how she earned that broken ankle (or rather some bone/joint near her ankle). Cheerleading was it. As the flyer, she was unknowingly popped off a guy's shoulders and the catchers were unaware too and so kelly fell to the ground. :( OUCH. She had to go for an operation to insert this metal thing in her ankle and she said the operation was cool?! HAHAHAH. But it was really nice having my sec four besties together again! I really miss all of them now, especially since we're all in different JCs except for kelly, grace and rongqi who are all in vj. I miss you all really really much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS A FANTASTIC DAY.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-8002221582058412737?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/8002221582058412737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=8002221582058412737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8002221582058412737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8002221582058412737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/03/4h-class-gathering-and-surprise-visit.html' title='4H Class Gathering and Surprise Visit to Kelly&apos;s!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6165841828481657888</id><published>2009-03-13T13:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:59:42.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anything-an-everything-under-the-sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marked the last day of Term One for me. The school claimed today as a day-off due to the splendid A level results our 08' seniors achieved. :) It'll be a one week holiday before going back to school again but there is a whole truckload of homework to be cleared. :/ It's typical of a Singaporean kid's school holiday anyway. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel so much better now. My voice is back, almost fully, and the fever and runny nose are gone too! YAY. On tuesday, mum almost didn't let me go for wednesday's training. She wanted me to rest. But on wednesday, she didn't say anything about it. And since i was feeling so much better then, i happily went for training. hahaha. I couldn't afford to miss another training session after missing last Saturday's anyway. And training was fun. :) The J1s were briefed on the basics of the game, like the positioning, rules and all, and then tried to practice what we've learnt. I was the front spiker. It was kinda confusing intially, but it was fun and we all managed to get the hang of the game eventually. Training was also fun because i felt so accomplished. hahaha. I managed to master that three-foot-jump-(then spike!) drill thing which i missed out on saturday. Though tiring, that drill is really fun. I love the jumping-and-hanging-in-the-air-for-a-while feeling too. Haha. Can't wait to fully master the drill with the spiking coming into place. Ohh and volleyball people are really friendly and nice, including the seniors. yay. Thank you seniors for being our coaches when the offical coach is not around!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Jun just smsed me to say that she and Magesh may crash my house later to study/do homework. :) Okay i shall better go continue my homework now. BINOMIAL AND POISSON, here i come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Are the prices at the annual IT fair really discounted?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6165841828481657888?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6165841828481657888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6165841828481657888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6165841828481657888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6165841828481657888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/03/anything-everything-under-sun.html' title='anything-an-everything-under-the-sun'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6448654332071398118</id><published>2009-03-09T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:25:13.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you hear/understand me?</title><content type='html'>Hello. I feel so happy that i can at least be understood here in writing. It has been really tough understanding what i've been saying for the past few days despite the countless failed attempts to 'scream' words out without my voice cracking/croaking like a bullfrog. Most of the time i'll be saying something when suddenly my sentence is broken by silence or air and i become mute temporarily. I've been laughing at my own unpredictable voice while trying to also recover my voice by eating spoonfulls of manuka honey (that apparently is excellent in treating sore throats) everyday. Well the sore throat is almost gone, but now my voice is leaving me too! And i've got a blocked nose. :( boohoohoo. Wanting to speak out but you can't-- This is so not fun. :/ i hope i recover by wednesday so i can go for training! ohh tomorrow will be the first day attending bio soc. Hope it'll be fun! And Linli's coming along with me too after our classes. YAY. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6448654332071398118?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6448654332071398118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6448654332071398118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6448654332071398118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6448654332071398118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-you-hearunderstand-me.html' title='Can you hear/understand me?'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6947006418856172384</id><published>2009-03-08T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:00:14.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the pre-requisites for getting to heaven?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="264" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrLzYw6ULYw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrLzYw6ULYw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video has reminded me of the wondrous gift of salvation from God through faith. I am a sinner with sin living as a terminal illness within my soul. I deserve to die but my sins have been cleansed by the blood of Jesus. So I'm so thankful that I am saved by His marvelous grace for good works (and not &lt;strike&gt;by&lt;/strike&gt; good works). :) However, I as a sinner can never do enough good works on this earth to be worthy in entering the gates of heaven for God looks at the heart.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;In all i do, i honour You, and all good works i do are for You.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is my desire, to honour You&lt;br /&gt;Lord with all my heart I worship You&lt;br /&gt;all I have within me&lt;br /&gt;I give You praise&lt;br /&gt;all that I adore is in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give You my heart&lt;br /&gt;I give You my soul&lt;br /&gt;I live for You alone&lt;br /&gt;Every breath that I take&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I'm awake&lt;br /&gt;Lord have Your way in me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6947006418856172384?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6947006418856172384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6947006418856172384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6947006418856172384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6947006418856172384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-are-pre-requisites-for-getting-to.html' title='What are the pre-requisites for getting to heaven?'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4657409475483627524</id><published>2009-03-05T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:09:47.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ABOUT TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST ABOUT MY DAY &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello there. This runny nose, sore throat and mild fever is making me feel so sick. :( i almost went home halfway before chem practical today as i was feeling really sick and lousy. Well i would have if not for the second Polymers session that i had to go for in the afternoon. As expected, it was rather fun and cool when we got to 'play' and experiment with liquid nitrogen! Haha it was the first time i actually got my hands on it (not literally, of course). It was so cold and powerful. Yellow bananas and red apples that were immersed in it in the styrofoam box emerged almost as hard as a hammer! Their insides were all frozen and all. Real cool. Oh and im so happy for cassandra who managed to settle most of her problems that have been bothering her this while! GO CASS. :D Also, I tried yummi yoghurt for the first time in my life today! AHHAHA. I must be like the last person to try it. haha i ate something cold even in my sickness. hee. i just wanted to try it so badly then. Anyway yay. so yepp, i guess i shall go rest now. Thank God there is no pressing homework that's due tomorrow. It'll not be nice doing homework in this sickly state. :/ Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4657409475483627524?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4657409475483627524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4657409475483627524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4657409475483627524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4657409475483627524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-about-today.html' title='JUST ABOUT TODAY'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4472760240167796300</id><published>2009-03-02T20:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:07:29.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOUDHAILERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Some lyrics of saturday's worship songs kinda spoke to me like loudhailers. They spoke so clearly and loudly to my heart. (: So these were The Loudhailers during worship on Saturday-- haha i dont feel like elaborating on them. I dont know why i am blogging about this, but i just felt like i want to pen the lyrics down somehow. Oh well, so here they are:-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(they're taken from three different songs)&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are my eternal home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is no other friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As dear to me as you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that I am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that I have&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that I hope to be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I give to you, I give to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4472760240167796300?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4472760240167796300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4472760240167796300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4472760240167796300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4472760240167796300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/03/loudhalers.html' title='LOUDHAILERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-8989980444416255063</id><published>2009-02-22T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:47:14.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanne TAN</title><content type='html'>Joanne Ong is changing her name to Joanne TAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 made joanne's skin fair because netball became so much less in her life. But 2009 is gonna make joanne TANned! CCA and so much more of JC life is going to expose her skin to more of the sun's merciless rays once again! Whether this is something to be sad or happy she does not know. Two days of training and the skin tan is a gazillion times darker (as affirmed by many many people). And there's class camp to Pulau Ubin tomorrow! YAY (because of the class fun)! Boohoo/Yay because Joanne is going to get tanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sunblock will soon become her new found best friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame post.&lt;br /&gt;Im going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Lots of Love(and sun),&lt;br /&gt;The-rapidly-evolving-Joanne-TAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-8989980444416255063?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/8989980444416255063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=8989980444416255063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8989980444416255063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8989980444416255063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/02/joanne-tan.html' title='Joanne TAN'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4587440745307920922</id><published>2009-02-19T16:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:03:00.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Generation</title><content type='html'>THIS IS AWESOMENESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&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/946069993175696893-4587440745307920922?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4587440745307920922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4587440745307920922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4587440745307920922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4587440745307920922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpwww.html' title='Lost Generation'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6804646718222423563</id><published>2009-02-18T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:18:41.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELINE TURNS TWELVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;A VERY BLESSED 12TH BIRTHDAY ADEEEEEEE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;ADELINE&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;!!!! YOU'RE&amp;nbsp; REALLY &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ear-&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ncouraging-&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ovely/Lively-&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;maginative-&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;oisy-m&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;imei (everything is meant in a GOOD way!:D). MY LIFE HAS BEEN SO RICHLY BLESSED BECAUSE OF YOU! L&amp;lt;3VE YOU ADE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6804646718222423563?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6804646718222423563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6804646718222423563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6804646718222423563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6804646718222423563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/02/adeline-turns-twelve.html' title='ADELINE TURNS TWELVE!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-2826003640351689854</id><published>2009-02-18T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:15:56.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside-Down Rainbow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SZvp8TUtW2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/I2pUlOHNy5U/s1600-h/upside-down-rainbow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SZvp8TUtW2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/I2pUlOHNy5U/s320/upside-down-rainbow.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Nature's smile in the sky is one of the brightest halos.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This "smile in the sky", i've just read, is actually a circumzenithal arc! haha. Unlike a typical rainbow, this one is UPSIDE DOWN, with &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; on the inside and &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;on the outside of the arc, and IT SMILES :D too!! How cool. This rainbow is so pretty and &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And guess what?! IT'S MADE OF ICE CRYSTALS AS TINY AS SALT GRAINS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How fortunate astronomer Jacqueline Milton was to have seen an Upside-Down Rainbow from her very own backyard TWICE! how i wish to see with my very own eyes, this very unique and pretty and happy rainbow one day (although it only appears in colder countries). oh well... at least im blessed to have seen it in picture! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Once again, I marvel in awe at The Creator's wondrous creations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INDESCRIBABLE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-2826003640351689854?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/2826003640351689854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=2826003640351689854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2826003640351689854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2826003640351689854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/02/upside-down-rainbow.html' title='Upside-Down Rainbow!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SZvp8TUtW2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/I2pUlOHNy5U/s72-c/upside-down-rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5552418470328061761</id><published>2009-02-14T00:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:38:44.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HE is My valentine! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;AP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;V&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;Here is a:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&amp;lt;3VE LETTER FROM GOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Child ,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;You may not know me, but I know everything about you ~ Psalm 139:1&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know when you sit down and when you rise up ~ Psalm 139:2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am familiar with all your ways ~ Psalm 139:3 &lt;br /&gt;Even the very hairs on your head are numbered ~ Matthew 10:29-31&lt;br /&gt;For you were made in my image ~ Genesis 1:27&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In me you live and move and have your being ~ Acts 17:28&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For you are my offspring ~ Acts 17:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I knew you even before you were conceived ~ Jeremiah 1:4-5 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I chose you when I planned creation ~ Ephesians 1:11-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book ~ Psalm 139:15-16&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live ~ Acts 17:26 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You are fearfully and wonderfully made ~ Psalm 139:14 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I knit you together in your mother's womb ~ Psalm 139:13 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And brought you forth on the day you were born ~ Psalm 71:6 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have been misrepresented by those who don't know me ~ John 8:41-44&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love ~ 1 John 4:16 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And it is my desire to lavish my love on you ~ 1 John 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Simply because you are my child and I am your father ~ 1 John 3:1 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I offer you more than your earthly father ever could ~ Matthew 7:11 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; For I am the perfect father ~ Matthew 5:48 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand ~ James 1:17 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For I am your provider and I meet all your needs ~ Matthew 6:31-33 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My plan for your future has always been filled with hope ~ Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Because I love you with an everlasting love ~ Jeremiah 31:3 &lt;br /&gt;My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore ~ Psalm 139:17-18 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; And I rejoice over you with singing ~ Zephaniah 3:17 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will never stop doing good to you ~ Jeremiah 32:40&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For you are my treasured possession ~ Exodus 19:5 &lt;br /&gt;I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul ~ Jeremiah 32:41 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I want to show you great and marvelous things ~ Jeremiah 33:3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me ~ Deuteronomy 4:29 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart ~ Psalm 37:4 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For it is I who gave you those desires ~ Philippians 2:13&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine ~ Ephesians 3:20 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For I am your greatest encourager ~ 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles ~ 2 Corinthians 1:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you ~ Psalm 34:18 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart ~ Isaiah 40:11&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes ~ Revelation 21:3-4 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I'll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth ~ Revelation 21:3-4 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus ~ John 17:23&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed ~ John 17:26&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is the exact representation of my being ~ Hebrews 1:3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you ~ Romans 8:31 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And to tell you that I am not counting your sins ~ 2 Corinthians 5:18-19&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled ~ 2 Corinthians 5:18-19 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you ~ 1 John 4:10 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love ~ Romans 8:31-32 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me ~ 1 John 2:23&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And nothing will ever separate you from my love again ~ Romans 8:38-39 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Come home and I'll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen ~ Luke 15:7 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have always been Father, and will always be Father ~ Ephesians 3:14-15 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My question is ~ Will you be my child? ~ John 1:12-13 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am waiting for you ~ Luke 15:11-32 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love, Your Dad, Almighty God&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [-by Barry Adams.]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel that this has been so beautifully crafted and so true indeed (: His sweet love is &lt;u&gt;The Best&lt;/u&gt;. Its Everlasting. Its Unchanging. His love is one that can be found only in Him and Him ALONE. God is my valentine! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5552418470328061761?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5552418470328061761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5552418470328061761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5552418470328061761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5552418470328061761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-3.html' title='HE is My valentine! &lt;3'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4287369303241756749</id><published>2009-02-09T17:45:00.135+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:27:58.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living my life better.</title><content type='html'>I just viewed this inspirational video that my aunt sent me. True enough, &lt;b&gt;it did inspire and speak to me. &lt;/b&gt;I could really see how the quotes related to my life. So i feel like just blogging about all of that now. hahahhaha. Hey I'm not emo-ing!... Just reflecting! :D Ohh and I hope some of these quotes will also speak truths to you, or maybe even become your close confidant, such that all of us can live life better/more meaningfully! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you don't think every day is a good day, just try missing one."- Cavett Robert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This reminds me of the message Rev Tony Tan delivered at TL last month. How I rant and complain so sometimes about the days I live/have lived... but by just imagining missing one of them, the beauty of each day just reveals itself. Though each day may not be dotted with happy things, I guess every single day is a chance for me to &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and learn.&amp;nbsp; As said in his word, 'His mercies are new every morning.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I', reminded again to appreciate every single day and every seemingly minute/insignificant action/happening/words/conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are."- Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;DO MY BEST IN EVERYTHING I DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it."-- Edith Wharton&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thank You mummy for that message you wrote specially for me in that email. --&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"... I hope the minds of some elitists there will not influence you but rather, you should continue to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;the salt and light, bringing honour and glory to our Father, from whom all blessings flow - with your&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;gentleness, humility and a heart for people. Remember Duga and remember those "less blessed." "&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Amen. Thanks mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase."--Martin Luther King&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yepp! Indeed, faith is believing in things yet not seen. Faith in God! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Decision is the spark that ignites action. Unless a decision is made, nothing happens." -- Wilfred A. Peterson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I've learnt the obvious truth in this quote.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals."-- Zig Ziglar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, achieving my goals in life is something I work hard towards. But it is undeniable that seeing myself growing taller and not shrinking smaller during the whole process is what matters most. Of course, the ideal would be to succeed in achieving what i strive to get in life while also becoming who i want to be-- &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;o be more and more like Jesus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4287369303241756749?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4287369303241756749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4287369303241756749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4287369303241756749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4287369303241756749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-my-life-better.html' title='Living my life better.'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5259894783427366973</id><published>2009-02-04T19:15:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:25:32.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O'TIERO @ RI(JC)!</title><content type='html'>Orientation has been FUN so far! It's the third day into orientation and I had the most fun today! Inter House war games were great fun today!! I love &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;yellowyellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Bayley Waddle! Yay we won champions for the peg game!:D Anyway, i really thank God for blessing me with friendly people in my OG (Okie dokey-BW09) and in general at my new school. Glad to hear that tung ling social outing planning's going well! Can't wait to see my tl classmates this Sat again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5259894783427366973?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5259894783427366973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5259894783427366973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5259894783427366973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5259894783427366973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/02/otiero-rijc.html' title='O&apos;TIERO @ RI(JC)!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6963316385501400149</id><published>2009-01-21T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:39:48.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAYER WALK with TLBC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SY_5sdu-L_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/wvpJa8p_tK8/s1600-h/tung+ling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SY_5sdu-L_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/wvpJa8p_tK8/s400/tung+ling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today i went for a prayer walk in the city with my classmates from TLBC. We prayed for this nation called Singapore, specifically for Boat Quay, The Parliament House, Supreme Court, Financial District (banks area) and St. Andrew's Cathedral. Each place had different prayer needs and so we prayed according to their respective needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time in my life that i've ever gone on a prayer walk! :D It was really a memorble experience for me, when God really opened my spiritual eyes that actually perceived things in the natural world so differently. Never before had i prayed for this nation so specifically and deeply before. Just like some others, I could also sense the spirit of death and sin and gloom in Boat Quay as we walked through the shophouses. People who frequent that area for ungodly activities seriously need to be delivered! Oh well, I've definitely learnt much more from this prayer walk and I thank God for this great opportunity today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and we were also taken on a guided tour at St. Andrew's Cathedral! We learnt much about its rich history and it was so interesting! hahaha. And the cathedral is realllyyyy pretty! The stained glass windows, intricate architectural designs, preservation of artifacts, atmosphere and all--AMAZING. There is also that strong church feeling. It's just got that homely feeling somehow. hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour, the 'younger' ones in my class (mainly A levelers and those in early twenties) went out for lunch together at Raffles Place. After that boys went to play pool, some went to watch movie, some went to play at the arcade... and i couldn't go as i had to go for piano. It was a real adventure as i made my way to Aunty Renee's house. haha it's such a long story you won't wanna hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!! &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdALcL2ydI/AAAAAAAAAIU/szvr2WMyOYQ/s1600-h/P1010222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdAVPByctI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vsuH_SVyt3Q/s1600-h/P1010221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdAVPByctI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vsuH_SVyt3Q/s320/P1010221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdAfELL7vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ezIZDsyoapA/s1600-h/P1010229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdAfELL7vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ezIZDsyoapA/s320/P1010229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdApH4VIDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7JkDvAIlcHA/s1600-h/P1010228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdApH4VIDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7JkDvAIlcHA/s320/P1010228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdA4NqzR5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/oGpfDazQ31U/s1600-h/P1010225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdA4NqzR5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/oGpfDazQ31U/s320/P1010225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdB17jARjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IW3LQw-A3mc/s1600-h/P1010235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdB17jARjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/IW3LQw-A3mc/s320/P1010235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBFqujcdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/o3QO6SZfCBU/s1600-h/P1010237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBFqujcdI/AAAAAAAAAI8/o3QO6SZfCBU/s320/P1010237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBOVi7AZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/13b8vATcoYk/s1600-h/P1010238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBOVi7AZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/13b8vATcoYk/s320/P1010238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBna3vE3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Z5DBTbtNLLk/s1600-h/P1010243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBna3vE3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Z5DBTbtNLLk/s320/P1010243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBU-4EJkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eQmPtQA29lU/s1600-h/P1010241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdBU-4EJkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/eQmPtQA29lU/s200/P1010241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdCKLKadzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gh1tXcBskY8/s1600-h/P1010248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdCKLKadzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gh1tXcBskY8/s200/P1010248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdCYUYa1qI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JfmtSbLSQ4Y/s1600-h/P1010263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdCYUYa1qI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JfmtSbLSQ4Y/s320/P1010263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdB9VDbcBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tpNXJ4NjzUs/s1600-h/P1010258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SXdB9VDbcBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tpNXJ4NjzUs/s320/P1010258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;joanna.joanne.cassandra.cheryl.e-lin.joyce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAY toodles! need to go sleep already. class tmr at 8! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6963316385501400149?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6963316385501400149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6963316385501400149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6963316385501400149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6963316385501400149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-walk-with-tlbc.html' title='PRAYER WALK with TLBC'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SY_5sdu-L_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/wvpJa8p_tK8/s72-c/tung+ling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-2529920023856702619</id><published>2009-01-14T21:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:45:17.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord have your way in me</title><content type='html'>It was a rather memorable day for me yesterday &lt;u&gt;at Tung Ling&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Rev Amos prophesied over me &lt;/u&gt;and revealed lots of things to me from the Holy Spirit (which I do not wish to reveal over here)!! It was awesome. It was confusing. It was scary. It was exciting. Though some things which Rev Amos mentioned may still seem mind-boggling, I shall continue to pray about it and await a confirmation from God if they're actually true. And how interesting it was to hear my classmates getting prophesied over too! WOW Rev Amos is a really prophetic man! Seriously. Such a joyous moment it was when we witnessed several sisters and brothers in Christ having their chains broken while being healed. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this came to me suddenly (yet aptly) and so here is my prayer for now:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord I give you my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I give you my soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I live for you alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every breath that I take&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every moment I'm awake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord have your way in me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amen. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-2529920023856702619?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/2529920023856702619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=2529920023856702619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2529920023856702619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2529920023856702619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/01/lord-have-your-way-in-me_14.html' title='Lord have your way in me'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6805278584778302072</id><published>2009-01-14T20:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:04:16.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Indeed Faithful</title><content type='html'>I thank God for &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;His faithfulness&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt;which has been so evident in the past sixteen years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His faithfulness was so faithfully depicted again on Monday when i received my &lt;u&gt;O level results&lt;/u&gt;. All honour and glory be unto Him and Him alone! Higher Chinese was a breakthrough. I'd definitely not have been able to walk through that long rocky path without His hand holding me all this while and never at once let my hand go. Even in my despair, He was there all the while, working behind the scenes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thank God for showing me His clear direction for I believe that He has spoken to me through various people over these few days, who have helped me to decide on my &lt;u&gt;choice of JC&lt;/u&gt;. Though still fearful over some issues, I cast all my cares to Him, knowing that He cares for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;b&gt;Philippians 4:6-7&lt;/b&gt; just popped up in my mind too-- 'Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-29434"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN. 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For the past two months, i was not in the least worried for the results except during the O level period. But recently, i've become more anxious. Lately, I'll think about it when i sleep every night and even sometimes during the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum had even dreamt three nights ago that i had 8 points, B3 for English, C5 in Higher Chinese and As for the rest. When she told me about it, i was kinda worried because it seemed so real and possible, especially for HCL. hee. However, thank God for the book i'm reading now [Is That Really You, God?] as part of my book report assignment, for i've learnt something that is applicable here. (: That is, if God has something to say to me, He'll tell me directly and not through someone else. He does not need someone else to tell it to me. So that really gave me the assurance and comfort when i read that part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During worship this morning at TLBC, i could also sense that God was telling me to let Him steer the wheel of my life, to let Him take complete control. That no matter the results, be assured that He has the BEST plans for my life and only He knows those plans, so why not surrender my anxiety and fear to Him and&amp;nbsp; let Him take over? He'll definitely steer the wheel in the right direction, for if i were to steer the wheel, my life would probably go haywire and then off track. So i've decided to let Him take full control and accept whatever results He gives me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, Tung Ling has been &lt;u&gt;GREAT&lt;/u&gt;! I've met new friends, all mostly recent A level finishers. haha. i'm the youngest in my big class of 58 (soon to be 60 from monday onwards). I've truly been blessed during my time there so far and i thank God for aunty ju who asked me to go to tung ling, even though i will only be able to attend for this &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; month [while the course is supposed to be 3 months] since JC begins on 2 Feb. I'm so thrilled that God has already revealed a word for our class today through sister Sharon and i'm sure that He will have greater plans for all of us this season! :D it's just kinda sad that i'll only be able to attend for one month. Will probably take up the course again after A levels when i can complete it. yepp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Lao Shi and the three other chinese tuition classmates tomorrow for lunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie shall go read again. wanna attempt completing the book report this weekend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tschuess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-837624128505414804?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/837624128505414804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=837624128505414804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/837624128505414804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/837624128505414804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/01/hes-in-control-d.html' title='He&apos;s In Control! :D'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7691871390582419234</id><published>2009-01-07T15:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:28:04.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Stuart to do this quiz [typing this is gonna take forever]:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. How old will you turn in 2009?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Would you rather love one person or have many relationships?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Would you date someone 8 years older than you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope not. That's kinda too far apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;4. When was the last time you laughed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two hours ago at Tung Ling Bible College. [at one of John and Lemuel's 'get it get it' jokes. hahahah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;5. What were you doing at 4am this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeeeeeeeeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. What's&amp;nbsp;your relationship with the last person you texted?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;7. What did you do today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended Tung Ling from 8am-1pm. Lunch (1-2pm at tung ling).&amp;nbsp;Took about an hour to get home. Com-webbing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;8. Who do you really want to see now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;9. Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. The next will be for my mummy or daddy when i go to bed tonight and i love them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;10. Who's your last missed call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neshina. (friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;11. What's something you really want now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee don't&amp;nbsp;wish to&amp;nbsp;say here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;12. What was your first thought when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Ahhh it's already 6.55am!' [i'm supposed to&amp;nbsp;leave at 7.15am every morning for tung ling]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;13. Would you go back in time if you had the chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some things, yes maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;14. What's something you need to go shopping for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Swatch watch [To use up the vouchers &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;so that i can know the time with a simple glance at my wrist without needing to&amp;nbsp;go through the hassle of&amp;nbsp;rummaging my bag for my hp. (:&amp;nbsp;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;15. Do you want kids in future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's God's will, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;16. Are you in love with anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!-- My heavenly Father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;17. How's your heart lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er fine? Happy, anxious, excited... I guess it's been pounding quite fast these days. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;18. When was the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At U-connect chalet. OOPS NO!!! it was in Malaysia while visiting my maternal relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;19. Is your phone close to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;20. What is bothering you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level results. [SEAB has confirmed the day of release-- 12 JAN. NEXT MONDAY]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;21. What does your last received text message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Hey whats tmrws plan? Reply asap!' [from Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;22. Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;23. Are you listening to music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepp! [All Things by Generation Unleashed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;24. Do you like country music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know? i guess it depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;25. Do you wet the toothbrush before applying toothpaste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, cos i kinda rinse the brsitles first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;26. How is your hairstyle right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. Do you like your first name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Joanne-- God is Gracious (in Hebrew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;28. The last thing you drank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold plain water! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;29. What you sing obnoxiously in the car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't&amp;nbsp; understand the question! is there a missing word? hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;30. What did you do 15 minutes ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy doing this quiz. It has so mannyyyyyy questions!!!! 32 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;31. Do you think you are a good person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[In what sense?] Haha i'm good!&amp;nbsp;But I'm not flawless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;32. The first contact in your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline. (youngest sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;33.&amp;nbsp; The sweetest person in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. The closest female to you now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of proximity? or relationship? heee. Proximity-- Rebecca (sister). Relationship- Mum! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;35. The person you're chatting with now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce (friend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;36. The languages you are able to speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English. And Mandarin&amp;nbsp;(the question did not state i must speak it well. So Mandarin is in! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;37.&amp;nbsp;The last person who you screwed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud to say-- NO ONE! :D [What&amp;nbsp;does 'screwed' mean over here? &amp;nbsp;i assume it's referring to the vulgar sense?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. One word about your life now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;39. Where do you wish to work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. In a hospital, clinic,...???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;40. What are you especially good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't make up my mind which of a few things&amp;nbsp;i'm especially good in. hahah sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;41. Would you date someone younger than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't plan to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;42. Who are you to yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE ONG CI EN! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;43. Do you forgive people easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually yes, especially after seeking God's help and learning from His example. However i do recall an incident when it was rather difficult to forgive someone [shall not say too much here].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;44.&amp;nbsp;Which girl is precious to you now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother, sisters, ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;45. Your dressing style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practical and simple&amp;nbsp;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;46. How are you different from other girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;i'm special and unique in my own way. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;47.&amp;nbsp;The bad point in yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i go 'overboard' and comfort/render help&amp;nbsp;to someone when i pity him/her. As much&amp;nbsp;as i want to help, i know that i&amp;nbsp;should stop helping&amp;nbsp;when it reaches a certain point&amp;nbsp;because if not i'll be dragging myself down with him/her&amp;nbsp;too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;48. The last contact in your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9ee. [Bei Ee. My 8th/9th? aunt. The 9th Tan daughter.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;49. Your favourite song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No favourite. But&amp;nbsp;i've got&amp;nbsp;favouriteS! [ i love the WOW CDs that are released annually!!!-- such as Blessed Be Your Name by Chris Tomlin, Majestic by Lincoln Brewster, All Things by Generation Unleashed, The Heart of Worship by Matt Redman, Almighty God by Joel Engle, and many many more...! i love listening to those CDs a lot. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;50. The 1 hated contacts in your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anyone who i hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;51. &amp;nbsp;Learn one language in 10 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get the question again! LearnT? or is it questioning me if i can learn one language in 10 days? Anyhow, I DOUBT SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;52. One gorgeous girl you came across?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. Or maybe she was not gorgeous enough for me to rmb her. hahahahha. just jk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;53. Who's your biggest enemy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;54. Which gang do you support?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;55. What do you think of gangsters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;56. Proper age to join gang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know and i don't&amp;nbsp;want to know anyway. No need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;57. Do you have a blogspot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;58. Do you like people who smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i dislike their smoking habit but i can't really say that i dislike them totally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;59. What do you think about modelling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something which i will not take up nor encourage my children to take part in in future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;60. Given a chance, would you like to be a model?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thank you. Even if it's for the highest pay i can ever get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;61. Whose approval do you usually seek first?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;62. What do you wish to be in future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in ambition?--Dentist maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;63. Tagg 6 ppl to do the quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS A REALLYYYYY LONG QUIZ. SOME QUESTIONS ARE NOT REALLY COMPREHENSIBLE &amp;nbsp;AND IT TOOK ME ABOUT AN HOUR TO COMPLETE THE WHOLE THING! :\ SORRY IF I DID NOT REALLY ANSWER SOME QUESTIONS PROPERLY. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to carry on reading my book. Need to do&amp;nbsp;the book report soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7691871390582419234?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7691871390582419234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7691871390582419234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7691871390582419234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7691871390582419234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4770248421686442252</id><published>2009-01-02T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:54:02.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAPSHOTS from U-connect chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2dM1zGJHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8AZJ6Ybw5Fo/s1600-h/jump%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Here are &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pictures taken while having fun with the chalet games group mates:-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2mvg7qtHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dQZrokD4t6E/s1600-h/our+hands+in+shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2mvg7qtHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dQZrokD4t6E/s320/our+hands+in+shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hands in shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2nY-HxfrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QmV_WPFbU4o/s1600-h/charis.+me.+jerusha_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2nY-HxfrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QmV_WPFbU4o/s320/charis.+me.+jerusha_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cedarians unite! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2efxaOjDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VmjijZ9ubug/s1600-h/jump%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2efxaOjDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VmjijZ9ubug/s320/jump%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha i'll never forget that we were chased away by the security guard while trying to take a jump shot outside the Commando's camp. that's why we had to shift to the bus stop outside the camp to take it. hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2k9mXg92I/AAAAAAAAAG0/EXg9sHne6Rs/s1600-h/group+pic2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2k9mXg92I/AAAAAAAAAG0/EXg9sHne6Rs/s320/group+pic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YAY we've completed the race! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2kQbtUZBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/d1wNDM_QPSg/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2kQbtUZBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/d1wNDM_QPSg/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2pq90RLDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bUidClQmz7Y/s1600-h/jacob%27s+ladder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2pq90RLDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/bUidClQmz7Y/s320/jacob%27s+ladder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;jacob's ladder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2qoiVRrtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UTT0_hcI3dI/s1600-h/me+and+soph.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2q2UkTwDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/c811bac4voU/s1600-h/me+and+soph.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2q2UkTwDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/c811bac4voU/s320/me+and+soph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;me and soph (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2qFPWXBHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/boBGuP0gkr8/s1600-h/let%27s+eat+tgt%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2rX4pq6WI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wHnCs9ZUk_s/s1600-h/let%27s+eat+tgt%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2rX4pq6WI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wHnCs9ZUk_s/s320/let%27s+eat+tgt%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's eat tgt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2rmRR9tyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BkLxQ11YKUQ/s1600-h/BBQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2rmRR9tyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BkLxQ11YKUQ/s320/BBQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BBQ night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4770248421686442252?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4770248421686442252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4770248421686442252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4770248421686442252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4770248421686442252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2009/01/snapshots-from-u-connect-chalet.html' title='SNAPSHOTS from U-connect chalet'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SV2mvg7qtHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dQZrokD4t6E/s72-c/our+hands+in+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3437999200605348664</id><published>2008-12-31T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:59:07.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to the doctor's</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's New year's Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, I applied some APPLE CIDER VINEGAR on my lumps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 10.30am today, I went to my family doctor to check out those inflamed stuff behind my ankle. Had a really hilarious experience during the wait for my turn:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the old lady at the counter was kinda cranky and had weird yet funny actions. She had problems with my medical card. Then she asked me to fill up this form and when i asked her about certain stuff pertaining to the details on the form, she didn't know too!??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, an elderly man came out of the check-up room complaining that the sole of his right slipper had dropped out! AHHAHA! He wanted to go back in to see if it was inside. The elderly lady at the counter was like 'New Year's Eve go buy new one lah!' I was giggling inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my check-up, Dr. Lo examined those swelling lumps and this was the conversation:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Dr.Lo: Hmm are they painful? or just itchy?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Me: Just itchy.&lt;/div&gt;Dr.Lo: Okay, that's great! Which means they're not shingles! Oh, have you heard of shingles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Me: Nope.&lt;/div&gt;Dr.Lo: It's like a reoccurence of chicken pox ,just that it happens on a localised spot. But since yours is&amp;nbsp; not itchy, it can't be shingles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Me: [relieved] Actually i just returned from malaysia a few days ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Dr Lo: Oh you went trekking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Me: Err no. My aunt actually says it could be sand flies that attacked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Lo: Oh, you went to the beach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Me: [haha] no. Just to the garden outside the house in malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;Dr. Lo: Hmm, well, could be. Okay I'll give you some cream and anti hystemine (spelt correctly?) [i'm not gonna take it. hee]. Oh do you need MC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Me: No. I'm waiting for my O Level results actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then he started talking about which JC I want to go to, blahhblahh. Such a friendly doctor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IN THE END, HE DID NOT SAY WHAT THOSE LUMPS WERE AND I STILL DON'T KNOW TOO! And i forgot to ask. Oh well, it's just a relief it's NOT shingles. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll be a paternal family dinner at East Coast Seafood Centre tonight at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3437999200605348664?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3437999200605348664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3437999200605348664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3437999200605348664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3437999200605348664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/visit-to-doctors.html' title='Visit to the doctor&apos;s'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7228661945150498590</id><published>2008-12-31T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:39:45.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day1 [24th Dec 08]:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrival at Seremban at 10pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had some of Grandma's lovely food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched a little of Over The Hedge with family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day2 [25th Dec 08]:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to grandparents' church for christmas service at 8am. [WOW it was EARLY!!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adjourned to the nearby market for Hakka Mee! YUM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went home and completed Over The Hedge &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had Chendol at the famous shop at about 3pm. :D [it's so authentic. REAL CHENDOL. not like Singapore's fake ones. Loved it!]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family dinner with Klang folks at grandparents' porch. Enjoyed Grandma's srumptious signature dishes!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Day3 [26th Dec 08]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took a 1-2 hour drive to Malacca after lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met all my KL and Malacca relatives at the usual Malacca house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movie Marathon with cousins!!!-- Over The Hedge [again?! was reading a book most of the time. hee], Date movie, I Am Legend [watched it in the dark], Gridiron Gang [truly inspirational]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day4 [27th Dec 08]:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the morning, SzeSze Jiejie took the girls to Malacca's 'orchard road' [can't rmb the name of the street. oops.] Had real ORIGINAL ICE KACHANG.:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to visit Portugese Settlement, admired the pretty Christmas lightings of the houses there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met with a road accident on the way home, thank God everyone was unhurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day5 [28th Dec 08]:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Lian's returned to Singapore after lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started the Chuck series with remaining cousins till the night [completed 3 DISCS!&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day6 [29th Dec 08]:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tried to complete the last Chuck disc in the morning, but failed. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Headed back to Singapore after lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traffic was rather smooth until Tuas Checkpoint. Was stuck in a 1 hour jam there!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happily tore open our Christmas presents (that have been sitting under the Christmas tree for the past one week) upon arrival at home. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday [30th Dec 08]:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered LIQUIDY LUMPISH CRIMSON lumps behind my left ankle. YUCK. Gross! Panicked and started applying all sorts of stuff on the tiny lumps.[Savlon, Green Tea Oil, Eurax]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family Dinner&amp;nbsp; with grandparents and Tua Kor's family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10.30pm: Bei Gor treated David and Michael Kor kor, Becky and myself to coffee spins at SPINELLI. Orchard Road. Loved the Choc Mint and Cookie Spins! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7228661945150498590?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7228661945150498590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7228661945150498590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7228661945150498590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7228661945150498590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-to-malaysia.html' title='Trip to Malaysia'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4866073056867276793</id><published>2008-12-24T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:13:56.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[U-Connect chalet] [Malaysia] [Christmas]</title><content type='html'>Just returned from &lt;u&gt;U-Connect chalet (22-24th)&lt;/u&gt; at about 10 plus this morning. Wow and i slept at about 4 plus this morning. After the barbeque last night, some of us watched Sky High that was being screened in the living room. Later on i adjourned upstairs with Soph to play UNO with some others. There were about 10 of us. Wow had not played UNO for like dinosaur ages. Surprisingly it was kinda fun playing Uno considering the fact that i often viewed it as a rather boring game. It was probably cos we injected the intercept part and everyone was sabotaging each other. Haha and guess what? I played UNO until like 4 plus in the morning! HAHA. i can't believe it myself. &lt;u&gt;UNO marathon.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well and so i'm rather drained right now because i hardly slept. However, it was a FUN time of bonding and fellowshipping with one another. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it has been like a '&lt;u&gt;Camp' marathon&lt;/u&gt; for me. 1)JG camp--2) U-connect chalet-- 3) and i'm off to my paternal grandparent's at Seremban (Malaysia) today. Then on the 26th i'm off to my maternal side in Malacca till the 29th. sigh. REALLY busy late december. So lazy and tired to pack my stuff for malaysia now. Most of my chalet clothes are like still in the washing or drying. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this will be my FIRST time spending &lt;u&gt;Christmas in Malaysia&lt;/u&gt;! I wonder how it'll be like spending Christmas there. If Christmas was going to be spent here at home in Singapore just like every year, there'll probably be like a Christmas party at home, church christmas event, visiting, presents laid under christmas tree, blah. At least my sisters and i managed to help dad with the christmas tree at home. yay. (: Well i guess it'll just be a different Christmas experience in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i guess i better be off to pack my bag for malaysia soon. Need to beckon my sisters too. See you and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: photos from chalet will probably be on Facebook. if i want to, i'll post pictures only when i get back from msia. haha. toodllies. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4866073056867276793?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4866073056867276793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4866073056867276793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4866073056867276793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4866073056867276793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-returned-from-u-connect-chalet-22.html' title='[U-Connect chalet] [Malaysia] [Christmas]'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7742011567359334176</id><published>2008-12-20T12:50:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:20:54.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Majesty</title><content type='html'>So here's about &lt;b&gt;Camp Majesty&lt;/b&gt; which i just returned from two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp theme verse: &lt;i&gt;"But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light."-- 1 Peter 2:9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops sorry i think this is gonna be another of my longgggg posts. haha. here goes:- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, thanks Samantha for your persistence in me going to this camp, even till the last day of registration. Also, i really thank God for answering my prayer overnight. The next morning (the last day of registration), i had like a final confirmation and passion from God that really made me feel as if i HAD to go for the camp. So i trusted Him and signed up immediately. (: Without God and Sam, I would not have signed up and i would have missed out on so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, my dear Father had prepared a message for me that was revealed through Pastor Victor Gonzalez. God spoke to me through Pastor Victor during an alter call on Tuesday night that was rather revolutionary. When it was my turn to be prayed for, Pastor Victor stood in front of me, laid hands on my shoulder and forehead, then spoke into my ears very clearly what God was saying to me. That night, God&amp;nbsp; further outlined His purpose and plan in my life. It was like a closer look into what God had revealed to me during a church alter call about a year ago (i shall not reveal the details here. haha). Anyway, the night was truly awesome as God's presence was so real. I can say that almost every camper was touched by the Holy Spirit. Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I'm truly blessed to have met new friends during the camp, especially youths from the other service. Of course, some of these new friends are people from my camp group- &lt;b&gt;TSAR&lt;/b&gt; (from left--Myself, Cassandra, Jonathan, Peter, Rachael, Reuben, Lemuel, Wei Sze, Lydia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUz1Km68toI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fpOS8EzFJMk/s1600-h/tsar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUz1Km68toI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fpOS8EzFJMk/s320/tsar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh TSAR clinched the third position!:D&amp;nbsp; A special thanks to our two group leaders-- Cassandra (L) and Lemuel (Asst.L): You guys were superb! Other new friends include people from my dorm. Disco nights! right Rachael? HAHAHA. I met a few other friends from other dorms too. yay. caught up with friends too. Thank God for new friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha i'll always remember the very funny and maybe the lamest group cheer i've ever done: &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;TSAR's cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SVG4dVmWZRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dc4lNFCAoUg/s1600-h/tsar+cheer+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SVG4dVmWZRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dc4lNFCAoUg/s320/tsar+cheer+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[ Tsar stands around in a semicircle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan (in the middle) starts off: "we are hungry...." (*rubs tummy and lumbers out*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of Tsar continues (chanting and jumping slightly with our feet spaced apart, our eyes gazing longingly to things above us) : "Hungry hungry, PiTSAR (pizza), Hungry hungry, LakTSAR (laksa), Hungry hungry, Tao TSAR (Tao Sa). Baooooooooooooo (everyone rushes to the middle around Lemuel)... TSAR! (zhar!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(everyone shouts and jumps up)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lemuel jumps up from the middle and concludes: WE ARE THE TSAR.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee nevermind if you don't get it. Cos it's just for my memory's sake actually. hahahha. Our group found it really funny and dumb, but did it anyway. The making process was FUN and 'difficult', cos everytime we practised, we would all burst out laughing halfway. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Looking forward to the 'outing' when TSAR goes out tgt for coffee using the vouchers we won! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMES were rather fun and interesting. We dealt with a variety of stuff like BODMAS (if you still rmb what that is. haha), shaving cream (was not all that bad actually), icy cold water, coloured water sprayed on our shirts, blindfolds while playing dog-and-bone, and lastly 'swimming' on the slippery soapy mat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUz2qWLRdkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3SF2roeylf4/s1600-h/soapy+mat%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUz2qWLRdkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3SF2roeylf4/s320/soapy+mat%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me, eunice and amanda attempting to do 'frog style'. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The mat one was OUCH. Almost everyone earned scratches on our knees and elbows as well as body aches. But the game was still fun and hilarious! hahaha. i've got blue- blacks on my right knee and two of my cuts on my right knee are kinda cool, cos they form a cross (holy cut. hahahha) ! I had lots of fun with my group anyway (: TSAR was great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time after Special Night on Wednesday was fun too! A group of us sat around a canteen table, had a mini 'party' and entertained ourselves with our own games till 3.30am. It was sheer fun just spending time with all of them, even though we just talked and played really simple games. One of them was just merely about drinking the whole cup of cold water if you cause the water to overflow (oops sorrry it's kinda hard to explain the game here). Haha anyway, victims were struggling to gulp down the cups of water and lemuel gulped down the most! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a special shoutout to the camp committee! This camp would definitely not have been possible without all of you! Great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, I'm really glad i went for the camp. It was a fabulous time of fun, catching up with friends, widening my own social circle, and most importantly, meeting my dear Father and receiving His personal message to me through Pastor Victor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepp i guess that's all i have to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Hope to post MORE pictures sometime soon when i get them! hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7742011567359334176?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7742011567359334176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7742011567359334176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7742011567359334176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7742011567359334176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp-majesty.html' title='Camp Majesty'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUz1Km68toI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fpOS8EzFJMk/s72-c/tsar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-664857275461905751</id><published>2008-12-19T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:28:56.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not A Pig</title><content type='html'>Well i really caught up on the much needed sleep yesterday. Took a 4 hour nap after yesterday's blogging and then woke up around 9 plus for dinner. Next i watched a little TV and went back to my room to sleep at around 10.30pm. Sadly, I had to wake up at 9.15am to get ready for piano lesson. But i guess my body was well rested. Had about 11 hours of restoring sleep. And it was not a pig's sleep cos my body &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; needed it. Part of the after-camp-syndrome. haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not really ready for piano after the 4 day JG camp and isolation from piano. oh well. It was not that bad after all. At least i managed to make some improvements on my pieces. Finally managed to get the correct rhythm for Alligator Crawl! Yipee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a busy late December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA will blog about camp sometime soon. Maybe tomorrow. Nitey nite for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-664857275461905751?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/664857275461905751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=664857275461905751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/664857275461905751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/664857275461905751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-pig.html' title='Not A Pig'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4022708295015065611</id><published>2008-12-18T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:04:56.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZ</title><content type='html'>Got back from JG (Joshua Generation) youth camp (church youth camp) around 1pm today. Left home on Monday. I feel like blogging about camp but i guess i'll save it for next time cos now i'm battling with my eyelids to keep them open. haha. Fell asleep at about 4am this morning cos lights out was extended to 3.30am. :D Woke up at 7 plus in the morning. I had SO much fun with everyone. Okay I'm off to hug my bed now, hope to blog about camp stuff soon! :D ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thank you God for making everything go all right and even better!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4022708295015065611?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4022708295015065611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4022708295015065611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4022708295015065611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4022708295015065611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/zzz.html' title='ZZZ'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6650442415570326705</id><published>2008-12-11T14:07:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:16:49.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover at Cousin's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Becky, Ade and i went over to Rachel jiejie and Soph's house about 2 weeks ago ( 30th Nov-1st Dec) for&amp;nbsp; a SLEEPOVERR! I know that's kinda ancient considering that i'm only blogging about it now, but i'll definitely not forgo blogging about it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lians had dinner at my house first, then the three Ong sisters went over to their house with all our packed stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got there, we baked! Thanks to soph for getting the baking stuff! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First off was-- Flapjacks (which i learnt from soph that it's a kind of European food). It tasted great! It's like oats with honey syrup or something like that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUC_5dMRygI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1J_cnLLYYI8/s1600-h/DSCI0161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUC_5dMRygI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1J_cnLLYYI8/s200/DSCI0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soph and Becks with Flapjacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next we baked chocolate chip cookies! We made them in 3 kind of forms- Circle, heart and teddy bear! the sad yet hilarious thing was that we didn't know that cookies would grow so fat in the oven. so they turned out HUGE. and the teddies were really distorted and FAT. haha. Soph's teddy was the best in shape! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUC_R2CY1JI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RCClERCuzDc/s1600-h/DSCI0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUC_R2CY1JI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RCClERCuzDc/s200/DSCI0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All ready to begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUC_Z5QhCDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sIRqt-FEUIs/s1600-h/best+bakers%21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUC_Z5QhCDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sIRqt-FEUIs/s320/best+bakers%21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People have come to see the best bakers in town!!! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDC5RXEoLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dCbwrigU7Sc/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDC5RXEoLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dCbwrigU7Sc/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;adeline was really having loads of fun with the cookie mixing. *squish*. haha.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDFEaz4VeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kmuLu_GvnCs/s1600-h/DSCI0194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDFEaz4VeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kmuLu_GvnCs/s200/DSCI0194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad we did not take pictures on our final products! :( Anyway, though the appearance was not fantastic especially for the oversized cookies, it all tasted Y-U-M-M-Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that we watched Memoirs of a Geisha on tv. Loved the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thereafter we went upstairs and got ready to hit the sack. Took many pictures before that in our fancy pjs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDG-vtE0sI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TQ_3JSikCRY/s1600-h/DSCI0204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDG-vtE0sI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TQ_3JSikCRY/s320/DSCI0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDKKDmWSiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/A0-5QiKh6oo/s1600-h/DSCI0206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUDKKDmWSiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/A0-5QiKh6oo/s320/DSCI0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally crept into dreamland around 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we stepped out from dreamland reluctantly at about 10 plus in the morning. And we were off to bugis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our legs were aching from all those hours of walking. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But anyway, everything was great and I LOVE US COUSINS!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6650442415570326705?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6650442415570326705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6650442415570326705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6650442415570326705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6650442415570326705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleepover-at-cousins.html' title='Sleepover at Cousin&apos;s'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SUC_5dMRygI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1J_cnLLYYI8/s72-c/DSCI0161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6447130738036700443</id><published>2008-12-07T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:41:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Waller!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've given up on my Brahms piece today and I've moved on to Waller's jazz-- Alligator Crawl. I like it!! There's one part that sounds like Mr Bean's song to me. hahaha. The song's really cute and lively too! :D Can't stop listening to the piece.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.lalalala.tingtingting!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6447130738036700443?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6447130738036700443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6447130738036700443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6447130738036700443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6447130738036700443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-waller.html' title='Hello Waller!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4688792649173217807</id><published>2008-12-05T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:46:42.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CATS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;OH AND &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M OVER THE MOON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; cos I spotted a brochure on a rack in the esplanade that featured the musical-----&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;CATS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(10 APR- 3 MAY 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Wheeee.... I really hope I can catch it! (Especially since it's one day after my bday. hahhahaha) I won't mind sacrificing all the movie-watching to save enough money for it! Of course I'll save up over the few months too! I can't wait and I want to go so badly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4688792649173217807?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4688792649173217807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4688792649173217807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4688792649173217807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4688792649173217807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/cats.html' title='CATS!!!!!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-2315519332932996067</id><published>2008-12-05T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:43:13.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TPCC Christmas Concert</title><content type='html'>Together with my paternal grandparents, grand uncle, grand aunt and Dad, I watched Uncle Simon (Dad's cousin) sing as a Tenor member of &lt;u&gt;The Philharmonic Chamber Choir (TPCC)&lt;/u&gt; at the esplanade concert hall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TPCC concert that commenced at 7.30pm was staged by the &lt;u&gt;TPCC and the Singapore Bible College &lt;/u&gt;singers. It was fantastic! Since it was a Christmas concert, Christmas songs were sung. However, I could only identify ONE song out of the eleven songs they sang!-- &lt;u&gt;Silent Night&lt;/u&gt;. Haha. Most songs, especially those in the first half before the 20 minute intermission, were in &lt;u&gt;Latin&lt;/u&gt;. Though the Latin verses were so very foreign to me, their mellifluous voices were enough to keep me in tune.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it was amazing to note that the many Asians of the choir could actually sing Latin! I wonder if they actually understand what they're singing. I guess they should. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the intermission, Dad and I rushed back to the car so that Dad could have his packed dinner. Poor daddy. He did not even have time for lunch today! Oh well, after that we rushed and ran back to the concert hall in a fluster. haha. It was somehow fun running around with him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the second part of the concert more than the first. Most of the songs were in English and so they were much easier to understand and enjoy. Moreover, the songs had much more harmonious melodies. I especially loved the last 2 songs-- '&lt;u&gt;What Cheer?&lt;/u&gt;' and '&lt;u&gt;Tomorrow Shall Be My Dancing Day&lt;/u&gt;'. Their mirthful melodies were so entertaining and captivating. Brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, the choir was SUPERB! They performed &lt;u&gt;2 encore songs&lt;/u&gt;, one of which was 'We wish you a Merry Christmas' while the other was a repeat--' Tomorrow Shall be My Dancing Day'. I didn't mind it repeated though. Not at all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's indeed inspiring to know that the Singapore Bible College singers are music missionaries. They travel around the world to places like Malaysia, Indonesia and Taiwan to offer their best worship to God!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-2315519332932996067?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/2315519332932996067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=2315519332932996067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2315519332932996067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2315519332932996067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/tpcc-christmas-concert.html' title='TPCC Christmas Concert'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-699527030623717087</id><published>2008-12-04T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:10:29.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU</title><content type='html'>I thank God for putting everything in place for me. Just when i thought on Monday that things this week were going to be shaky and upside down, God flipped things the right side up! On Tuesday morning, I woke up feeling so happy and relieved because everything was so clear and straight suddenly. Prayers must have made God work miracles in my sleep! Hee. i'm utterly grateful to Him :D THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-699527030623717087?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/699527030623717087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=699527030623717087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/699527030623717087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/699527030623717087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you.html' title='THANK YOU'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1960292034940763449</id><published>2008-12-03T22:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:29:17.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REUNIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BEWARE:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This is a really longggggggggggggg post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was&amp;nbsp;an &lt;b&gt;outstanding&lt;/b&gt; yet &lt;b&gt;busy&lt;/b&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at&amp;nbsp;8.30 and got ready for my &lt;b&gt;weekly piano lesson&lt;/b&gt; at 8.45.&amp;nbsp;While waiting for my teacher to arrive, I practised my exam pieces once more.&amp;nbsp;9.15 and the doorbell had not rung which then led me to ring mum up. Apparently my teacher had a flu and so could not make it today. Somewhat disappointed, I knew I had to be understanding. After the call, I finished up my practice on the last piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;b&gt;Becks&lt;/b&gt; got out of dreamland, we both caught the 10th episode of &lt;b&gt;The Secret Life of an American Teenager &lt;/b&gt;on youtube. After completing all five parts, the&amp;nbsp;curiosity was intolerable and so we decided to watch the&amp;nbsp;last episode of the entire movie. Well I didn't exactly like how it ended because it just left us in suspense. But I guess it's because they want us to catch the next season that's out in Jan. YAY! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that I ate some fried rice before leaving home to &lt;b&gt;meet tiff and bern&lt;/b&gt;. Hmm&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;somewhat glad to&amp;nbsp;find out&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;it actually takes rather quick to get from my house to &lt;b&gt;Parkway Parade&lt;/b&gt;. Thanks to the smart bus 36 that takes the expressway from dhoby ghaut. (: The three of us headed to &lt;b&gt;Koo Kee Dumpling &amp;amp; Ramen House &lt;/b&gt;(oops pardon me if i got the&amp;nbsp;restaurant's name wrong. well not like anyone except bern and tiff will know if it's wrong anyway! haha). Since I had had lunch at home (cos i did not know that we were supposed to eat together), I didn't order anything. But since bern and tiff's noodle meals were too enormous for them, they gave some to me. So I kinda stole some of their food. heee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking so much after our meals, we knew we could not stay there too long. So we moved &lt;u&gt;out&lt;/u&gt; and moved &lt;u&gt;in&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;b&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/b&gt;. I sipped a hot chocolate drink while&amp;nbsp;the three of us&amp;nbsp;talked some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh then about five we accompanied tiff to her fencing centre. Through the transparent glass, bern and i watched her do her warm ups. It was kinda weird though. The girls seemed better than the guys because the guys seemed to be having some problems with their footwork. hahahah. And tiff was like showing us that go-away face. HAHA. &lt;b&gt;Tiff the fencer!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;b&gt; met Rach at Vivo&lt;/b&gt; at about 6.30, before we were supposed to meet the other 6Kindness people at seven. Since I had some&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Ben and Jerry's&lt;/b&gt; vouchers, we both decided to get ourselves ice cream, casting away the thought that it would spoil our dinners. Dessert before dinner.&amp;nbsp;It&amp;nbsp;was only at the shop that i realised thta my&amp;nbsp;voucher was not valid at vivo. :(&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No free ice cream. :( Oh well. The &lt;b&gt;chocolate cheese ice cream cone&lt;/b&gt; was awesome anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crunched the cone till what we felt was&amp;nbsp;the top-of-the-world ice cream&amp;nbsp;was all gone, and then went on board the &lt;b&gt;Duolos ship&lt;/b&gt; that's currently stopping in Singapore!&amp;nbsp;Wow they have great offers in there! It was something like three items for 10 bucks at a particular area in one of the stores. I bought a &lt;b&gt;WOW Worship CD&lt;/b&gt;, that has 2 CDs in it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;plus&lt;/u&gt; a bonus CD, for only 400 units =16 bucks. Great deal.&amp;nbsp;:D&amp;nbsp;Additionally, I got myself &lt;b&gt;a book (Be The Change--by Zach Hunter)&lt;/b&gt; that costs only 4 bucks. I love the WOW songs I'm listening to now. Can't wait to read the bookie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then Rach and I were off to meet Yin Suen and then finally the rest of 6Ki at the &lt;b&gt;Kopitiam&lt;/b&gt;. We decided to go to somewhere cheap. haha. So yepp, the&amp;nbsp;Kopitiam was ideal for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home after that on the train with rach and cai jia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels great to be home after a very long day. I'm glad i met up with lower sec and even primary school friends though. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1960292034940763449?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1960292034940763449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1960292034940763449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1960292034940763449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1960292034940763449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/reunions.html' title='REUNIONS'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1577201723634130415</id><published>2008-12-02T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:30:21.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITED</title><content type='html'>Meeting bern, tiff and then i'm travelling from one end of singapore to the other with tiff to meet the 6Kindness (2004) people! Great stuff. Can't wait! Adrenaline rush :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1577201723634130415?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1577201723634130415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1577201723634130415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1577201723634130415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1577201723634130415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/excited.html' title='EXCITED'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6542292373005862802</id><published>2008-12-01T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:09:10.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAM</title><content type='html'>It's like a huge avalanche has just crashed on me. An avalanche of problems and choices I have to make, with very little time to think and make up my mind. Its seems like some crazy, roller-coaster week. The past two weeks have been rather slow going, and suddenly it's like VROOOOM...! I pray that God will direct me in my decisions, that He'll help me make the right ones. I cast all my cares upon Him, knowing that he cares for me and that He knows what's best for me. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6542292373005862802?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6542292373005862802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6542292373005862802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6542292373005862802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6542292373005862802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/12/scream.html' title='SCREAM'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-2373299074567284618</id><published>2008-11-29T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:54:21.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished</title><content type='html'>I'm tuckered out. The&amp;nbsp;last two days have been rather draining, although all i did was work on a video for church.&amp;nbsp;Hee. I really salute those who&amp;nbsp;publish such movie videos for a living cos I just figured out that working on a movie needs&amp;nbsp;a whole lot out of you:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYES&amp;nbsp;glued on the computer screen + MIND fixated on publishing a good movie + MANY HOURS = Blurry eyes + Groggy mind + &lt;u&gt;A GOOD&amp;nbsp;MOVIE&lt;/u&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was all worthwhile anyway because my efforts were not all&amp;nbsp;in vain. (: &amp;nbsp;I guess my time was well spent&amp;nbsp;since the movie managed to steal the&amp;nbsp;sometimes bored feelings at home and I feel&amp;nbsp;accomplished! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu Windows Movie Maker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-2373299074567284618?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/2373299074567284618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=2373299074567284618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2373299074567284618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/2373299074567284618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/11/accelerating.html' title='Mission Accomplished'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-8830700237213015262</id><published>2008-11-26T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:38:10.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm watching you Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed align="9" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" flashvars="viewkey=5486ae62fd502645138e" height="270" name="godtube" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="330" wmode="transparent" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;//embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-8830700237213015262?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/8830700237213015262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=8830700237213015262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8830700237213015262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/8830700237213015262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-watching-you-dad.html' title='I&apos;m watching you Dad'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7223443124544428181</id><published>2008-11-22T23:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:51:28.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEE...</title><content type='html'>Tutoring my sisters has been great so far. I thought it'll be harder than this but thank God, it's much better than I actually thought. Despite their sometimes typical-of-a-child restlessness, it's actually quite fun teaching them. Hee. I feel great teaching my sisters. I hope it all continues this way or even better! WHEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind not to take up a job this holidays. Yepp. Okay I mean external job? Haha. Anyway I've been thinking about it, and I decided to teach my sisters &lt;b&gt;pro bono&lt;/b&gt;. I don't feel it's right getting paid by my own parents and after all, they're my sisters! I have somewhat started having fun teaching them! WHEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling off working, I'm now thinking of&lt;b&gt; social work&lt;/b&gt;:D I'm thinking of helping out in maybe a childrens' or elderly home/hospital. That would certainly be an awesome experience. Maybe I'll return to TOUCH childcare? I miss all those toddies. Just heard from my parents that the church office may need some admin help! hmm maybe I'll volunteer there, since it's God's work after all. WHEE... &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid In Singapore-- a musical staged by Cedar Girls' yesterday-- was all right okay! Although it is sure not comparable to a Broadway production, it sure displays great effort and potential in those involved! It must have been sheer hard work for all. Hmmm.. this would be my 7th musical I've watched in my life thus far. Those I've watched include Singin in The Rain, Romeo and Juliet (i fell asleep during this ballet musical.shhh. hee.oops), Phantom of the Opera (encore!), Oliver Twist and ... erm, oops I can't remember the other two! Anyway I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; musicals:D They're just different from movies. Cast are live, not trapped in screens. So that's awesome. WHEE...(P.S. I wanna watch Cats!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Beverly Hills Chihuahua yesterday before the musical with some fellow classmates. I loved it so much more than Magadascar 2!! (although Chihuahuas are not my favourite kind of dogs. too puny. too bony and fragile looking. hee.) WHEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt; news! I've finally managed to complete &lt;strike&gt;clearing my room&lt;/strike&gt;! Four full boxes and two huge bursting plastic bags of notes and books have been sitting so impatiently at the corner of my room for the past few days. After passing them to Sophie and Jerusha, my room will be cleared. For good! YAY. My room looks so bare now. The pigeon hole has so many empty holes! HAHA. Oh wells. Though barren, it's still neater. I know this will only last for another 2-3 months though. Haha. WHEE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7223443124544428181?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7223443124544428181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7223443124544428181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7223443124544428181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7223443124544428181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/11/whee.html' title='WHEE...'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5236231622523019450</id><published>2008-11-18T10:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:00:03.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm my sisters' tutor this hols</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna turn down the job if Recruit Express ever contacts me anyway. I don't want it anymore after hearing stuff from people. I shall not say what stuff over here..hee. Oh well, yepp I'm just going to be Beck's and Ade's tutor! That's a great job, cos I get to help my sisters out in their school work without having to leave home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay off to FoodFling people on Facebook. muahahaha! Gotta continue clearing my room later. Almost there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5236231622523019450?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5236231622523019450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5236231622523019450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5236231622523019450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5236231622523019450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-my-sisters-tutor-this-hols.html' title='I&apos;m my sisters&apos; tutor this hols'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7152221060678191238</id><published>2008-11-14T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:31:31.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Step</title><content type='html'>I never knew Taka was so sophisticated until today! I went to the job agency today with charlotte and linli. Okay getting to taka was easy, cos we had linli with us. But wow it took us ages to find our way to Tower 8! We went asking around, from security guard, to shop assistants, and even to working people. We soon learnt that Tower 8 does not even exist! It's Tower A! HAHA. oh well, we encountered real trouble crossing from one tower to the next, cos it seemed as if we were in the same building, but we had to take different lifts that took us to another tower. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were late. 10 minutes late. After filling in some application form each, we handed over the completed forms together with our ICs to a lady there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 10 minutes, a guy approached us and told us to go into a room, 2 people at a time. So i went in with linli. "Oh God, this could not be the interview right? They can't be too fast with that right?" I cried silently in my heart, a little nervous about the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha guess what the first question was???---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"Erm Joanne, how old are you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;"16."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"okay...(he pens it down on my application form)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;"Linli, what about you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;"16."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;(he pens it down on her application form)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA!!! We both missed out on our 'Age' on the application form! oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thankfully it all went rather smoothly. And it was NOT really an interview. He just questioned us about the kind of jobs we wanted, blah, blah, blah. Oh so we honestly told him we preferred jobs that were indoors, like not outside, and elaborated a bit more, trying our&amp;nbsp; best to put our point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;"Haha okay, I get both of you. So you both just don't wanna stand in the hot sun right?"&lt;/span&gt; He chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, choking a "&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;yepp&lt;/span&gt;" in our laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little more conversation, we were through. It was kinda quick actually and it was rather smooth going. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy told us he'll inform us in a few days time and then added that he'll try to put us all together in the same office! yay! I do hope it turns out that way:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7152221060678191238?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7152221060678191238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7152221060678191238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7152221060678191238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7152221060678191238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-step.html' title='The First Step'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5886900595190169512</id><published>2008-11-13T20:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:30:35.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAYO NARA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's all finally over! yay! this means I'll be able to:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;catch up on SOUND sleep (yes, i really need this! hee)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disinfect my room from those heaps of olevel books and notes (Adieu! you've been one of my closest companions during this period. haha) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;catch up with friends (lower sec, primary school, and of course upper sec too:) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read!:D (i've been so storybook deprived this year!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prepare for my upcoming piano exam (can i ever make it???)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take up tennis at the club again (after like 1 year?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go movie marathoning! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a job??? (for the experience? but would i be able to cope with my undecided and probably irregular holiday schedule? would it all be worth it? i guess i'll pray about it.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;oh, I'll definitely not have been able to tide over this period without God who has been so faithful to me...and i also wanna thank all those who have been faithfully praying for me too! Your prayers have worked miracles during this season, seriously, and I've seen how God can be so real to me. He's in control of EVERYTHING. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5886900595190169512?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5886900595190169512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5886900595190169512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5886900595190169512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5886900595190169512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/11/sayo-nara.html' title='SAYO NARA!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-1849274541540732753</id><published>2008-11-05T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:58:54.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Os is ending in just a few days time.&lt;br /&gt;but it feels as if it all began only yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for carrying me through this longgg but seemingly short season:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught a reallyy cute video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=9e7c4b40cf5a13cea6ca" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-1849274541540732753?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/1849274541540732753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=1849274541540732753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1849274541540732753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/1849274541540732753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4985089671711594882</id><published>2008-10-05T08:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:53:49.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a momentous day for me for I graduated from Cedar. The years which have just flown past will be missed fondly. It was really like major photoshooting sessions for the past two days. Everyone was posing for cameras as they took countless pictures. I'll miss all my friends and teachers  and I'll never forget them all. so those pictures I took with them will be cherished for many years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really thankful to God yesterday for many things. First off I thank Him for providing me with that tiny hole between two heads which I could peep through as I read out my classmates names yesterday. haha. That helped me forgo the risky counting which I otherwise would have needed to do if I did not manage to catch those glimpses of their bobbing heads. hehe. so the timing was good and everything went smoothly. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During church worship yesterday evening, I teared. As I was singing those songs, thankfulness and joy overflowed the brims of my heart. I thanked God for all the people He has blessed me with-- my parents, family, teachers, friends, classmates... and I also became very thankful for having a never changing God who is always the same yesterday, today and forever. Some people such as our friends and teachers may leave us at various chapters in our lives, but God and our family will always be by our side no matter how our lives change through time. I was reminded again not to take for granted the lovely family members in my huge family tree and of God's omnipresence in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrender my life once again to my heavenly Father, well assured that He has full control over my life and that He'll carry me through this season of preparing for the upcoming olevels. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4985089671711594882?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4985089671711594882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4985089671711594882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4985089671711594882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4985089671711594882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-graduation-day.html' title='My Graduation Day'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6167859375358467820</id><published>2008-09-05T10:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:31:11.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Slogans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;haha some funny slogans below. laugh if you're tickled. hee:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Advertisement In A Long Island Shop: Guitar, for sale....... Cheap...........no strings attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ad In Hospital Waiting Room: Smoking Helps You Lose Weight ... One Lung At A Time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;On a bulletin board: Success Is Relative. The more The Success, The more The Relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Laugh And The World Laughs With You, Snore And You sleep Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When I Read About The Evils Of Drinking...&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Up Reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The Reason Men Lie Is Because Women Ask too Many Questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;My Grandfather Is Eighty And Still Doesn't Need Glasses...&lt;br /&gt;He Drinks Straight Out Of The Bottle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You Know Your kids Have Grown Up When:Your Daughter Begins To Put On Lipstick.. Or when your Son starts To wipe It Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;' Sign In Driving School:If Your Wife Wants To Learn To Drive, Don't Stand In Her Way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Behind Every Great Man,&lt;br /&gt;There Is A Surprised Woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The Surest Sign That Intelligent Life Exists Elsewhere In The Universe Is The Fact That It Has Never Tried To Contact Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sign At A Barber's Saloon In Detroit:We Need Your Heads To Run Our Business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A Traffic Slogan:Don't Let Your Kids Drive If They are Not Old Enough&lt;br /&gt;Or Else They Will Never Be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6167859375358467820?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6167859375358467820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6167859375358467820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6167859375358467820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6167859375358467820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-slogans.html' title='Funny Slogans!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6072959589184271469</id><published>2008-09-02T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:31:28.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can I Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What Can I Do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paul Baloche, Graham Kendrick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I see the beauty of a sunset's glory&lt;br /&gt;amazing artistry across the evening sky&lt;br /&gt;when I feel the mystery of a distant galaxy&lt;br /&gt;it awes and humbles me&lt;br /&gt;to be loved by a God so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can I do but thank You&lt;br /&gt;what can I do but give my life to You&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;what can I do but praise You&lt;br /&gt;everyday make everything I do&lt;br /&gt;a hallelujah, a hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I hear the story of a God of mercy&lt;br /&gt;who shared humanity and suffered by our side&lt;br /&gt;of the cross they nailed You to that could not hold You&lt;br /&gt;now You're making all things new&lt;br /&gt;by the power of Your risen life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can I do but thank You&lt;br /&gt;what can I do but give my life to You&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;what can I do but praise You&lt;br /&gt;everyday make everything I do&lt;br /&gt;a hallelujah, a hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah&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/946069993175696893-6072959589184271469?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-4853891523610023599</id><published>2008-08-22T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:08:12.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM</title><content type='html'>If you're wondering why i've been absent from here all this while (1month?), blame PRELIMS. haha. it's the main culprit. i wish i could handcuff it and imprison it. death sentence. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 down and 1 more to go! yay! Chem MCQ's on monday and that'll end prelims. oh well. but it's still not entirely over yet. cos there's still the checking of papers on the 8th and 9th of September! wow. hopefully i did better than in MYE. and of course there's still olevels up next. that's the BIG thing. (just saw this on the countdown timer on Magesh's blog: 59 days:1hour:49minutes:28seconds left to OLEVELS! that's near.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;TLL presents BREAKOUT! Blockbuster Bash 2008. movie marathon that is. Fri 29 Aug- Sat 30 Aug. COOL. they'll be screening movies like ratatouille, XMen3, Meet the Robinsons, Stardust, Hairspray, Transformers, all at RJC. it cost 2 bucks per movie. hmmm. have not decided whether to go. if i do, i'll probably catch Transformers? Is Meet the Robinsons nice?Hairspray? oh but i'm definitely not wacthing Ratatouille! I've watched it like 5 times already! gosh. oh well, maybe i'll go with Ade. it's after prelims anyway! hee:D&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;just had a simple chat with Vidhya on MSN. haha it's really interesting what she does after exams! she's so funny! extracted from the chat with her online... ["&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joanne"&lt;/span&gt; is me. and "&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is Vidhya]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joanne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i heard you gave yourself a personal treat to pizza hut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joanne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went all by myself to pastamania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wasted abt 2hours there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating many diff things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finishing none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joanne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joanne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one else wanted to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went to toys R us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to look at toys ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and to ben and jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat there myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ate ice crea m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joanne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. you're really unique.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;okay this blog entry shall end my time on the computer. watched a little of the olympics just now... beach volleyball and athletics. kinda boring. it was only when i read the papers during breakfast did i learn that jia wei was playing at 10am! agh. anyway i heard she won the first set but lost the subsequent four. she'll be playing at 6.30 pm later. maybe i'll watch if i manage to accomplish some chem in the afternoon:) it's okay Singapore, we'll continue fighting all the way! GAMBATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLstop.i'm off the comp.toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-4853891523610023599?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/4853891523610023599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=4853891523610023599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4853891523610023599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/4853891523610023599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='RANDOM'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7304034780631828643</id><published>2008-07-21T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:31:48.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KNOW THE TRUTH BEHIND THOSE MYTHS + RACIAL HARMONY DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK5KfE5BdhI/AAAAAAAAADk/HZY4r3S_i4U/s1600-h/DSCN6282.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was reading this month's Reader's Digest issue and happened to come across this article about 8 EXERCISE MYTHS, written by Matthew G. Kadey. thought i'll share it to those exercise freaks out there, but definitely also to those who are just plain curious to know the truth, like me. haha. here they are! :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Morning cardio on an empty stomach sheds more fat&lt;/b&gt; (you actually run out of energy quicker!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Muscle weighs more than fat. &lt;/b&gt;(i always thought so! but apparently 1kg of muscle weighs the same as 1kg of fat. It's just that muscles are denser and take up less room. haha.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exercising at lower intensities burns more fat.&lt;/b&gt; (this is true only during exercise, not after. the higher the intensity, the more calories burnt.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can eat anything you want as long as you exercise.&lt;/b&gt; (this is so sad. how i wish it were reality! oops i see Tostitos with cheese salsa before me! aghhh!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Women who lift weights become more muscular and masculine&lt;/b&gt; (nope. genetics, gruelling workouts and dietary supplements play a huge role here. it's not so easy to imitate the beefy bodybuilders! hee) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spot reducing is possible&lt;/b&gt; ( i just learnt that spot reducing is actually the belief that you can exercise to death any area on your body to shed the jiggle. hehe. six packs do not come just by doing those crunches everyday!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretching before exercise is best. &lt;/b&gt;(stretching may actually reduce muscle power instead of reducing the likelihood you sprain your ankle before matches! Wow that's new! but somehow i still think otherwise. hmmm) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The more exercise, the better.&lt;/b&gt; ( this is not true if you don't have adequate rest. you need the rest to build the muscles!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;hmmm speaking of adequate rest, another article of the magazine struck me. The Power of SLEEEP! haha i've been grappling with it these days. i've been crashing on my study table and hitting the sack at an early 10 plus everyday, and usually wake up at 6.30. okay i'm gonna continue getting the-almost-8 hour-sleep i get everyday. i guess it really works for me as i feel less groggy and in higher spirits during the day, especially in school. i actually manage to survive the sometimes boring lessons! i thought i've beeen a pig but this article gave me the consoling conviction that i'm doing the right thing after all! yepp. so get the 8 hour power sleep if you want to be smart, stay in shape and feel happy! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;oh yes, we celebrated Racial Harmony Day in school today! so everyone (at least most ppl) came in various ethnic costumes. i was contemplating whether to wear the baju kurung (which i had worn for the past 2 years already) or the sari Geetha (thanks Geetha!) lent me. and i finally decided to wear the green sari. it was a relief after i finally managed to put it on, but of course with crucial help from Geetha. haha. the sari fit well, except for the part where i had to constantly lift up the sari about 4 inches above the ground whenever i walked. i felt kinda handicapped while walking at snail's pace during the time in my sari. hee. SOME pictures taken are below while the rest are in OTHERS' cameras (*hinthint!)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Xinying.Lydia.Me.Kelly.Grace.RongQi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237205320603848706" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK5Kfb5g0AI/AAAAAAAAADs/0FOuaIrETrQ/s320/DSCN6289.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;BoonHui.Kelly.LayEng.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kLY5_HKI/AAAAAAAAACk/DyAE34xdcQM/s1600-h/boonhuikellyandlayeng.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022457272933538" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kLY5_HKI/AAAAAAAAACk/DyAE34xdcQM/s320/boonhuikellyandlayeng.bmp" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me.Magesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kL-no_nI/AAAAAAAAACs/86d6aPq7jFo/s1600-h/i+and+magesh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022467396533874" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kL-no_nI/AAAAAAAAACs/86d6aPq7jFo/s320/i+and+magesh.bmp" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace.IWen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kMBbTS4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/3AjwfIIM2ww/s1600-h/grace+and+iwen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022468150086530" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kMBbTS4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/3AjwfIIM2ww/s320/grace+and+iwen.bmp" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IWen.Xinying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kMWgJjOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kC_Ekggul_Y/s1600-h/iwen+and+xinying.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022473807564002" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kMWgJjOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kC_Ekggul_Y/s320/iwen+and+xinying.bmp" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me.IWen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kMomixPI/AAAAAAAAADE/xf0jkceDnbU/s1600-h/iwen+and+i.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022478666220786" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK2kMomixPI/AAAAAAAAADE/xf0jkceDnbU/s320/iwen+and+i.bmp" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7304034780631828643?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7304034780631828643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7304034780631828643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7304034780631828643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7304034780631828643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/07/know-truth-behind-those-myths.html' title='KNOW THE TRUTH BEHIND THOSE MYTHS + RACIAL HARMONY DAY!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK5Kfb5g0AI/AAAAAAAAADs/0FOuaIrETrQ/s72-c/DSCN6289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5414276727276846500</id><published>2008-07-04T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:09:14.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPRESS YOURSELF DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;heyy! it was EXPRESS YOURSELF DAY today! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;organised by the Cedar Alumni comprising of graduated batches of Cedar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a great youth day gift from the school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really fun and interesting. the school was turned upside down, with people dressed up in clothes from a wide range of aspects, namely: bathrobes; pajamas; rockers; sports jerseys; gothic costumes; witches; nerds... and many many other crazy ideas. hahah. great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the teachers particpated too! some female teachers assumed the role of Cedarians and wore the Cedar uniform! haha. they loook real cute and undoubtedly like one of us! some of the male teachers wore a similar JC uniform. not sure which JC that is though. anyway, it seemed like an exchange of identities between teachers and students. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole class took part! hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dressed up with 12 of my friends(: wore a collared shirt, suspenders and whitish bottoms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took many pics today with friends, teachers and class(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; many people could not really concentrate in class today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoyed the fashion parade in the hall. three cheers to all who participated, including Cedarians and teachers! Cedarians displayed their boundless creativity and unique styles as they paraded across the stage. teachers did not dance but did some funny stuff that earned huge roars of laughter from Cedarians. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an event worth remembering for the fun and uniqueness(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK4skXRi4vI/AAAAAAAAADU/QfMqaVJwr1c/s1600-h/express+yourself+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237172419912983282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK4skXRi4vI/AAAAAAAAADU/QfMqaVJwr1c/s320/express+yourself+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK4skqzE6kI/AAAAAAAAADc/W-SMqYFp9BE/s1600-h/the+cool+nerds!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237172425153899074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SHBgBk0U--I/AAAAAAAAAB0/O1bCJFlFnMo/s320/IMG_0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SHBfP6s_eHI/AAAAAAAAABM/RyEU6Aa4OtI/s1600-h/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SHBfQLtNFEI/AAAAAAAAABU/KlNHZ6UP39Q/s1600-h/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219776699747341378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SHBfQLtNFEI/AAAAAAAAABU/KlNHZ6UP39Q/s320/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5414276727276846500?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5414276727276846500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5414276727276846500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5414276727276846500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5414276727276846500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/07/was-it-really-express-yourself-day.html' title='EXPRESS YOURSELF DAY'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SK4skXRi4vI/AAAAAAAAADU/QfMqaVJwr1c/s72-c/express+yourself+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-593289799774847436</id><published>2008-07-02T18:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:35:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALPHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yesterday was the &lt;i&gt;BEGINNING&lt;/i&gt; of the 40 day season:) I read the Franciscan Benediction in the second page of the guide book. it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here goes:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;[May God bless you with discomfort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;At easy answers, half- truths, and superficial relationships&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So that you may live deep within your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;May God bless you with anger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;At injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So that you may work for justice, freedom, and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;May God bless you with tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To shed for those who suffer pain, rejection, hunger and war, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To turn their pain into joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And may God bless you with enough foolishness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To believe that you can make a difference in the world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So that you can do what others claim cannot be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To bring justice and kindness to all children and the poor. Amen. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;anyway i am not going to fast from food. cos food is something i really need to get me going everyday. especially since my tummy is prone to gastric pains. starve it and it'll growl really loudly and secrete more painful gastric juice! ouch. so i shall instead fast on:- watching TV and doing unnecessary stuff which i waste my time on (like fiddling with the rubik's cube and the games in e-dic and blah...). and i shall instead spend the times i usually waste on... meditating on the word which God has so well prepared for me everyday. and of course, talk to Him(: that's all for now. tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-593289799774847436?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/593289799774847436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=593289799774847436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/593289799774847436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/593289799774847436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/07/alpha.html' title='ALPHA'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-7224179570904367921</id><published>2008-06-20T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:36:20.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODDIES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SG3-kBzxvnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3DNubz3SPb8/s1600-h/20062008180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219107438106623602" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SG3-kBzxvnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3DNubz3SPb8/s320/20062008180.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;aww today was my last day at TOUCH childcare. I've spent four days with the toddler class (2-3 year olds!) and I've grown attached to them! they're so cute and adorable! it had been hard to resist pinching their cheeks and playing with them in many occasions. but i had to control myself and constantly remind myself that they're in school, and i'm almost like their teacher. so playing and fooling around, is disallowed. however, it was indeed a really enriching and heart-warming experience with the toddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;of course there were difficult times with them too. the toddies often ran about everywhere. literally anywhere and everywhere. it's as if they have some kinda everlasting car battery inside them that would never run out. they never felt tired and were always very enthusiastic about everything. i often had to be the intercessor in their typical childish fights. it was usual to hear them say &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;" ____ don't want to hold my hand!" "ehh..ehh.. _____ take my _____..!" "i don't want... i don't want...!" &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and for some reason, they had some fascination over ANTS.&lt;/span&gt; "you ma yi! ants... ants! there... look got ants!"&lt;/span&gt; haha yepp. despite these petty complaints of theirs, they were still so cute. and they looked even cuter somehow when they got scolded. they had that i-know-i-am-in-the-wrong-and-please-do-not-punish-me face. AGH. CUTE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;oh well, these are the significant things i had to do there for the past four days (mon, tues, thurs and today) from 8.30am to 5.30pm:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-size: 130%;"&gt;TOILET BREAKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;gt; Brought the toddies to the toilet for about four to five times a day (after breakfast, after their morning walk, after their afternoon nap and after their water breaks). it is crucial for a helper to attend to them in the toilet because DISASTER may actually happen--they play with soap and fling water at each other. fight for basins. choose their cubicals. pee/poo in their pants. and i also had to help many of them wear back their undies and pants/skirt. i'll never forget that innocent look on Jaden's face when he pooed in his pants but did not have the ability to say so. he just stood there in front of the toilet bowl, silent and motionless with his huge beady eyes staring straight into mine. he looked so cute and i wanted to laugh but i had to hold back my laughter and show him that angry and disappointed look. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAIR DRYED&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;gt;the toddies' hair after their shower. it was so fun. i enjoyed it and felt happy when the toddies cuddled between my thighs as i hair dryed their hair. they looked extremely cute when their eyes flinched once the air blew into their eyes. that always happened when i blew dry their fringes. haha. some of them had hair that took ages to dry, while some had hair that took less than a minute to! hahah that's because some boys had that mostly shaven head hair. so there was actually little need to dry their hair. oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;GYM LESSON!&amp;gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i enjoyed the very first time i helped out during their gym lesson. i was assigned to help out at the trampoline station. okay it was just so fun. 1st station: balancing beam. haha they were so adorable when they stretched open their arms as they tried to balance themselves. 2nd station: they jumped from hulahoop to hulahoop. and the 3rd station: TRAMPOLINE! i held their tiny hands (about 1/3 the size of mine) as they jumped 10 times on the trampoline. i could say all of them enjoyed it. they would chuckle everytime they bounced up into the air. 4th station: the toddies had to throw a ball at ms ong (another helper) from a 1metre distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MUSIC LESSONS&lt;/i&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt; that meant singing sessions or watching kids' shows. i watched barney and veggietales with them today. haha. sitting down there with them really made me think about my childhood days. those kid shows really made me reflect on my childhood favourites. haah. i loved barney and veggietales a lot. i did. and i still love veggietales by the way. haha. veggies in veggietales are cute. veggietales is humourous too:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NAP TIME!!!&amp;gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i patted them to sleep and i loved watching them asleepp. it was just difficult to take my eyes off them! ...even though it was my break time during their nap time. but i also did some administrative work during their nap time, like cutting paper houses and wrapping their story books which were in a rather bad condition due to their tugging and pulling and tearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;in a nutshell, it was a very fun experience and i really treasured the whole nine hours i spent with the toddies each day. every morning, they'd greet me and say in unison, &lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;"Good morning ms joanne. God Bless You ms joanne." Following that, they do some funny waving action above their heads and go.."I love youuuu.......!!!&lt;/span&gt; This made my day every morning:D thanks todds! i love you too Shi Kai, Shi Xuan, Sean, Caleb, Josh, Yi Jie, Eason, Wei Jun, Jaden, Rayden, Joseph, Angeline, Grace, Ling Xin and Stella and God Bless you all!:D i'll really miss all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-7224179570904367921?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/7224179570904367921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=7224179570904367921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7224179570904367921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/7224179570904367921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/06/toddies.html' title='TODDIES!'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SG3-kBzxvnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3DNubz3SPb8/s72-c/20062008180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-3614524882187422822</id><published>2008-06-08T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:38:42.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;heyhey! i'm finally back into the blogging arena once again! Have not been blogging for ages! (well, at least ever since i fell sick). but of course, i'm 100% in the &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; of health now!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll be spending my next 6 days with my mum, just the two of us at home. Dad, Becky and Ade set off for church camp today and will be returning home on Saturday. and GUESS WHAT??? i'm misssing them already! it has just been 7 hours since they left! The house just seems so quiet and dead without them here. i miss ade's comical antics and her funny and cute self. It was so different today without Ade at the dinner table. And of course, I miss Daddy and Becky too! It feels so different without all of them! Oh well, I'm grateful and happy to have my sweet mummy with me. I love my family unconditionally and I guess it is now when some of them are missing that I realise how important they are to me. I can hardly wait for SATURDAY! Grandma and Grandpa are coming back with them too! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel jiejie and Sophie are also away on holiday in UK now, so that makes it double loneliness i guess. oh well, i love jie and soph as my cousies:) we've remained very close all the years... probably since the childhood times. and we've grown closer and have had lotsa good fun together! they're probably my closest cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yes! Yesterday was the launch of U-Connect! We sang our theme song BELIEVE (by Hillsong) and recited the theme verse together. It is taken from Colossians 2:6-7, "So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught and overflowing with thankfulness." Cheers to all the U-connect youths! We all did GREAT yesterday in our&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt; ORANGE&lt;/span&gt; shirts! So let's believe in this launch and believe that God has a great plan for this youth group:D AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall end here. &lt;span style="color: #663333;"&gt;Jesus loves me, and He loves you too&lt;/span&gt;! toodles! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SEvzAh3TwfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fo6WAjFaLdo/s1600-h/07062008568.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="193" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209524584400011762" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SEvzAh3TwfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fo6WAjFaLdo/s320/07062008568.jpg" style="display: block; height: 191px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 258px;" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; P.S. Lee Xian (correct spelling?) is soooooOO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-3614524882187422822?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/3614524882187422822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=3614524882187422822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3614524882187422822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/3614524882187422822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/06/heyhey-im-finally-back-into-blogging.html' title='i love my family'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dxyfNVrdNkg/SEvzAh3TwfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fo6WAjFaLdo/s72-c/07062008568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-5527668401077914911</id><published>2008-05-23T11:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:36:59.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unwell and trapped at home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I went to see the doctor yesterday because I was having a really bad runny nose, sore throat and fever. My body was burning at 39 degree celsius and the doctor commented that it was quite high. She gave me an MC so I did not go for cross country today:( Anyway, when I had arrived home, I obediently took the medicine which she had prescribed for me --I swallowed: 2 antibiotics tablets which smelt like poo (couldn't help it. the smell was just overwhelming...haha) and 1 orange tablet for my fever and body aches. I also gargled 10ml of some pinkish gargle which was not very nice. It had some stingy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went upstairs to watch American Idol with my sisters. I did not manage to watch till the results were announced as I knew that some good long sleep was awaiting me.&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: I actually knew the results already at about 10am yesterday whilst still in school. Olivia's dad smsed her DURING AMATH LESSON (oops) to inform her of the results! haha. DAVID COOK is American Idol No.7! I expected it actually and I'm neutral about it. but many of my friends were disappointed as they were fans of David Archuletta. oh well, I like them both. so yepp.)&lt;br /&gt;I slumped myself on my bed, said a little prayer to God and fell asleep soon thereafter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I woke up this morning feeling kinda &lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;... and I stumbled out of bed and dragged my feet across the room. (adapted from Angel in Disguise sung by Corrine May) &lt;/i&gt;haha. yes that was exactly what I did. had 11 HOURS of heavenly sleep:) My fever had gone away but my throat was very sore and it still is. My nose has stopped being a running water tap:) but it is now very blocked:( To make matters worse, I found difficulty opening my left eye. I looked into the mirror and realised that my eye was SWOLLEN. aghhhhh!!! my left and right eyes are now small and BIG respectively. How cool can that get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After groaning over my swollen eye, I decided to go downstairs for breakfast. I ate nonya dumpling. It was meant to taste good but unfortunately it was tasteless for my taste buds were inactive. My blocked nose seriously blocked out all the taste from reaching my taste buds. haha. Does that make sense? hee. My sweet younger sister Rebecca so thoughtfully made a glass of warm honey drink for me. I gulped it down together with the medicine tablets I had to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then I tried to self-prescribe some "medicinal" cure for my eye. I mixed 5 ice cubes with some room temperature water all in a bowl. Following that, I soaked a neatly-folded-5x5cm-tissue into the icy cold water. I then placed the icy cold tissue onto my left eye. I was hoping it would relieve the swell. I guess it kinda worked as the swell has gone down slightly:D (or at least it looks less swollen to me.haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll recover FULLY today (no more runny nose. no more sore throat. no more SWOLLEN left eye) so that I'll be able to open my eyes properly when facing people and watch Indiana Jones with my family tomorrow!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-5527668401077914911?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/5527668401077914911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=5527668401077914911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5527668401077914911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/5527668401077914911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-went-to-see-doctor-yesterday-because.html' title='unwell and trapped at home...'/><author><name>joapriline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05453109751780616730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-946069993175696893.post-6828731991076822278</id><published>2008-05-21T16:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:37:12.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STARRING.. ADELINE ONG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;went home for lunch after school today. I sat at the dining table savouring the home-cooked fried rice while flipping through the newspaper. Not long after, I became rather bored as I had read every article that appealed to me. hee. Hence I decided to look through my entire handphone gallery. After scanning through approximately 200 photos in the gallery, I arrived at two very amusing and cute videos of my youngest sister, Adeline. haha. I was actually laughing to myself then. haha. okay let me show you the videos... they're actually rather "old" as they're not very recent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU CAN SEE TWO COPIES OF EACH VIDEO.IGNORE THE HOSTING SITES. I DID NOT PUT THEM THERE. AND THEY DON'T WORK. SO DON'T BOTHER CLICKING THEM. YEPP.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is about Ade's "hands". It's Rachel jie jie's hands actually. Ade is sitting on her lap while contorting her face in her bid to adjust to the various hand gestures. haha. WATCH IT. you'll laugh. really :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8083d216d815ec36" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8083d216d815ec36%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905426%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8515CD977FC1CB5C741F427382785D4E46688E1.46E6C8F4FEBA2EA84C2677991CB4F8D1BF5C3C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8083d216d815ec36%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DetMoUTa7xn4nvC9WqdljZuinxO0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8083d216d815ec36%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905426%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8515CD977FC1CB5C741F427382785D4E46688E1.46E6C8F4FEBA2EA84C2677991CB4F8D1BF5C3C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8083d216d815ec36%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DetMoUTa7xn4nvC9WqdljZuinxO0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was captured a few months ago... In this video, Ade is playing with the turtles which she was "pet-sitting" for her chinese tuition teacher (who had gone back to china for a while). Being an animal lover, it was no surprise to my family when she willingly volunteered to look after my tuition teacher's turtles. haha. so here is a video showing what she does to those four turtles when she spends time with them. ENJOY WATCHING!&lt;br /&gt;[P.S. the later voice you hear in the video is actually my maid:)she was enjoying herself with the turtles too. haha] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-146cfa688cce6e0e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D146cfa688cce6e0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905426%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D715659FEF93D5C8877237701258CB64FBC695E88.51400C629628EC2487675110408851D461788C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D146cfa688cce6e0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7LGolie95dMG_chDm9hLrk5d8qI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D146cfa688cce6e0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905426%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D715659FEF93D5C8877237701258CB64FBC695E88.51400C629628EC2487675110408851D461788C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D146cfa688cce6e0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7LGolie95dMG_chDm9hLrk5d8qI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;TOODLES!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/946069993175696893-6828731991076822278?l=joapriline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=146cfa688cce6e0e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8083d216d815ec36&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/feeds/6828731991076822278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=946069993175696893&amp;postID=6828731991076822278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6828731991076822278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/946069993175696893/posts/default/6828731991076822278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joapriline.blogspot.com/2008/05/starring-adeline-ong.html' title='STARRING.. 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