<?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-1871179292479525748</id><updated>2012-01-05T11:26:43.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Vs The Past</title><subtitle type='html'>The past was something I never understood why it happened to me. Almost forgot how at my age managed to overcome. 

The presents is all I have to LOVE, to CHERISH, to UNDERSTAND &amp;amp; to SHARE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-6296162606606880065</id><published>2008-08-24T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:35:04.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of so much more ~</title><content type='html'>Almost forget my password when I had to log in. I guess I really haven been blogging for quite sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps life now is so much more than a stupie Laptop in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;The time I have, I cherish them - for friends, for family, for myself, and "Personal Development".&lt;br /&gt;** Personal Development - Help out at home, Sunday morning market / Usual hypermart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I also have my own hobbies - watching Korean Dramas,Shopping, recently pick up Ice Skating, surfting the net, reading newspapers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite is spending time with my family at various restaurants, sharing our daily experiences, jokes and opinions. That quality time itself is one main thing that draws me away from this new time Square BOXs - LAptops / Televisions that are draining the minds of our generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=121007386&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=121007386"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=121007386&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=121007386"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-6296162606606880065?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/6296162606606880065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=6296162606606880065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/6296162606606880065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/6296162606606880065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-of-so-much-more.html' title='Life of so much more ~'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-1312656922965597390</id><published>2008-03-03T10:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T11:37:57.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No problem is too big that God cannot solve. . .</title><content type='html'>Recently, I had been seeking God in visions &amp; dreams for my life as I enter this cross road. I had to laught at my sillyness as all my answers points back to God, alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? - My identity. What am I to do? - My purpose.&lt;br /&gt;"Seek first the kingdom of God, and all things will be added onto you". &lt;br /&gt;Truely, I am the child of God and I am to do the will of the father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's faithfulness can be evident through Sann's salvation yesterday - 2 March '08. Sann is a friend whom I knew through Singapore Polytechnic International Students Club (SPISC) BBQ. Before BBQ, that day I asked God for someone whom I may share with. God lead me to Sann, nevertheless she left unbelieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months back, again I invited her to Shi Qi's cellgroup (which I was involved in) yet she still left with a close heart. Though disappointed, this time with F.I.R's performance, I invited her to my church - City Harvest. Finally God spoke, and she accepted Christ!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been amazing how God leads, spoke and worked. Truely, his words never fails; he is a faithful God. Faith &amp; a Serventhood heart is all that I need for the life ahead of me. I am trusting God for my career &amp; my future boyfriend - he &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; provide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-1312656922965597390?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/1312656922965597390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=1312656922965597390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/1312656922965597390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/1312656922965597390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-problem-is-too-big-that-god-cannot.html' title='No problem is too big that God cannot solve. . .'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-5094851720642348341</id><published>2008-02-29T16:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:43:43.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubles, worries, burdens . . .</title><content type='html'>Today's mood is so down.. Coming to 20, and I am at my cross road... Recently, I've been troubled with no boyfriend issue &amp; my upcoming future, which my parents keep bothering me about:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What do I want to do? I keep asking myself . . . &lt;br /&gt;What would be the best for me? How would God lead me? &lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have a boyfriend, or would I be covered under the shadow of my parents' failed marriage? Would I even have the trust to believe guys? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he &amp; I were even together? Perhaps I just thought too much, and it was mere friendship. . . Perhaps it didnt even started, it was just fun, that's why ~&lt;br /&gt;We were just kids, unmatured &amp; no burdens . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe, maybe it is time that we split . . . Yet,I am not willing! &lt;br /&gt;He's like a friend to me, someone I can talk to . . . &lt;br /&gt;A brother, a teacher, a lover . . . &lt;br /&gt;He's just different, however there's no progress which made me very tired as well. &lt;br /&gt;Want to give up, want to just abandoned him &amp; walk away . . . yups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-5094851720642348341?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/5094851720642348341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=5094851720642348341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/5094851720642348341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/5094851720642348341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2008/02/troubles-worries-burdens.html' title='Troubles, worries, burdens . . .'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-1194749732247410037</id><published>2008-02-10T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T23:53:20.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Dreams, New Hopes. . .</title><content type='html'>This year, my Chinese New celebration was a 3 day thing..&lt;br /&gt;First day was visitation by my uncles, aunties &amp; cousin...&lt;br /&gt;Follow by my grandmother &amp; 2nd aunt's place on the following day.&lt;br /&gt;Last was my cellgroup steamboaT! (The most happening! hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if I had three families.. So sweet! heheS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/R68Z3EcTCAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CC-4WHocx1o/s1600-h/P6060195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/R68Z3EcTCAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CC-4WHocx1o/s200/P6060195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165375731493177346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with ShiQi taking up new challenges of the Lord, back in China soon..&lt;br /&gt;We now have a Father - Aroan, to take up the new responsibility of the cellgroup.(Oops, no picture of him - To be put up soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/R68byEcTCCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VohRYP9gl2I/s1600-h/P6060194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/R68byEcTCCI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VohRYP9gl2I/s200/P6060194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165377844617087010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/R68cbUcTCDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hFg50olCiHc/s1600-h/P6060192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/R68cbUcTCDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hFg50olCiHc/s200/P6060192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165378553286690866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of fun &amp; laughter that night, finding out Aroan's Chinese name can be directly translated to "Do experiment" and the 2 guys in front of me actually have "something on betweeon them".. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, honestly it's really nice to be single, with such a supportive family with me.. I'm so blessed! hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-1194749732247410037?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/1194749732247410037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=1194749732247410037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/1194749732247410037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/1194749732247410037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-year-new-dreams-new-hopes.html' title='New Year, New Dreams, New Hopes. . .'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/R68Z3EcTCAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CC-4WHocx1o/s72-c/P6060195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-4488201015400546306</id><published>2008-02-05T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:45:59.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A year has passed with the approaching of Chinese New Year &amp; Valentine Day...&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the advertisments of couples exchanging gifts, express of love...&lt;br /&gt;Truely I begin to envy... How I wish I have a BF too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely lonely Valentine Day... Wa~&lt;br /&gt;Many pursers yet none was strong, firm enough to melt my heart..&lt;br /&gt;How fast, this year I will be turning 20...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year older, another year of challenge... &lt;br /&gt;2008, another year installed for me to work for, dream about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, still the same girl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-4488201015400546306?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/4488201015400546306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=4488201015400546306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4488201015400546306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4488201015400546306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2008/02/year-has-passed-with-approaching-of.html' title=''/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-8577939828926681190</id><published>2007-09-04T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:31:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the CD..</title><content type='html'>Why did this had to happen when everythings seems to be fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background: I was suppose to meet my friend, get my laptop ready for my upcoming bejing trip for internship. For my laptop to be configure, I need the XP window CD. This is when I started to look for it, and realised everything at home is in the mess. Where isit? Where is the CD?&lt;br /&gt;I was piss out instantly, and I was running late when I'm suppose to meet my firend at City Hall, 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was then and there, that my mum startd to scold me of all my irresponsiblity. Mad, upset and panic, I kept quiet though. Next was the compliant about my dad that the CDs were pass on to my cousin from Australia. "Man, so where is the CD?" I screamed sliently in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not the CD, but really the distant between my family members that distrub me, that put me in tears. In a way, I really kind of hate my family.. Each time I trys to go forward in studies, career &amp; all.. It just pulls me back. I hate it, it really hinder my potentials.. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.. You can say that I blame my family for who I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet God choose to hand this Family into my hands.. Tell me what to do? How to love my family? Teach me, guide me, give me the strength..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, what a great responsiblity..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-8577939828926681190?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/8577939828926681190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=8577939828926681190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8577939828926681190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8577939828926681190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-not-cd.html' title='It&apos;s not the CD..'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-7764058113522143984</id><published>2007-08-25T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:50:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone, please understand me!?!!?!</title><content type='html'>Indeed as I struggle through family issues &amp; probems, there was someone that I could relay upon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is no other than my best friend, my heaven father God himself.. (hey, I know you people think that I am kind of crazy.. But I'm NOT!) God really do exist! He really really really really really love us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I put it in the way that a non-believer would understand me? Sometimes I really feel like an alien from outer space.. Trying to tell people something which is Truth, nothing but the truth itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet.. I was wronged by many - my good friend was keen in a gal, yet the gal thought that there was something between us ..!?! I tried reaching out to a guy friend and he kept asking me as if I was interested in him! (I wish I can faint immediately..) How many of us know that the love &amp;amp; strength to love people, do not come from human alone, but from God himself. I am merely a vessel for God to transmitt his love for people on earth.. Without God, I am just any other someone you might know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this clarify any doubts, I have no intention to hurt anyone.. No intention to cheat anyone's feeling or whatsoever.. I just hope people will come, experience God's love &amp; believe in him one day.. Going a step further will be to do his work, because you love God, because you have experienced his grace &amp;amp; love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-7764058113522143984?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/7764058113522143984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=7764058113522143984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/7764058113522143984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/7764058113522143984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/08/someone-please-understand-me.html' title='Someone, please understand me!?!!?!'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-6193314114851812845</id><published>2007-08-07T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:52:32.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>I cried.. It was tough.. Really tough!!&lt;br /&gt;Why isit me? God, why me?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I'm carrying the burdens of my family (the Entire Family!)&lt;br /&gt;ME? A yet-to-turn 19 year old kid? How can I do it? How can I take care of my parents when both of them just couldN'T agree? Who can I turn to? Who can I talk to? Who can I share my burdens with? (Apart from GOD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there's a role model for me.. Someone to teach &amp; guide me.. To tell me what to do.. IF there's just a shoulder for me to lend / cry on.. Just someone I can trust, totally totally trust &amp;amp; share my burdens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do that someone exist? I just want to LOL.. Who will bother? Who will care? How naive am I.. 19 year old gal, wake up! wake up! wake up..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-6193314114851812845?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/6193314114851812845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=6193314114851812845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/6193314114851812845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/6193314114851812845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-662765228352423062</id><published>2007-07-27T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:53:37.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hey, I've family dinner, got to go.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I hear this, I went LOL &amp;amp; would laugh at my friend: "Family Guy!"..&lt;br /&gt;It had never once strike me: hey, what about you? Do you ever had one?&lt;br /&gt;But this thought come to my mind suddenly, and I was totally speechless...&lt;br /&gt;"I.. I.. I.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went around survying, and these are few answers I got:&lt;br /&gt;"Family are people who will be with you always, even when u don't see each other often. U know that each one loves the other, and will always be there for U. U can always count on them with anything to support u even if they cannot understand u. They will tell u that u are wrong if u clearly are in the wrong. U can always tell them anything too -things u feel embrassed to tell other ppl, U can tell them. In a sense, people that u can be totally urself without any masks, ppl u can trust and love.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Having a family to me means that there is always someone at home who will support me in whatever problems or troubles i face. Even though if i am not close to my family compared to my close friends in sch, family members is still one of the few ppl whom i think will support and care for me even if i have lost all my friends. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Family = something you care for, and takes up ownership.. A commitment, a blessing, and one that enable you to humble down in all circumstances :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, what an interesting word....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-662765228352423062?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/662765228352423062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=662765228352423062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/662765228352423062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/662765228352423062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-ive-family-dinner-got-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-4311282171242340046</id><published>2007-06-22T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:57:36.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not simple at alL..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A simple girl..&lt;br /&gt;I thought I am and always will be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet there are alot of things that are stopping me to be one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I worked this holiday, indeed there are many things I learned..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many people I interacted with.. Many new experiences.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet these have changed me to someone of the world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even though I might not want to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frame, statues, wealth, resourcefulness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are things that people of the world seek, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The things that sin has caused man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The things that were lost in the Garden of Eden..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christian values, beliefs.. I find it difficult to abid to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The influence of the world came so strongly to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt know how to react and battle my way through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MArket place - an interesting ministry to be in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078577487212910882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rnq7UTGfGSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_zuttmM9JD4/s200/Marketplace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-4311282171242340046?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/4311282171242340046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=4311282171242340046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4311282171242340046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4311282171242340046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-simple-at-all.html' title='Not simple at alL..'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/Rnq7UTGfGSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_zuttmM9JD4/s72-c/Marketplace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-4766557945007453258</id><published>2007-06-18T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T13:18:49.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TPIS - Time to hand over...</title><content type='html'>Temasek Polytechnic International Students&lt;br /&gt;This is the club I served and learned alot from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all the ups &amp; downs that I went through with the club,&lt;br /&gt;my joy comes when I know the welfare of these students are indeed taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;In organising these events, students from various nationality&lt;br /&gt;came together, meT, and some even fell in Love.&lt;br /&gt;This brought me nothing more but smiles on my face and in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I contiune to hand over and guide the new coms in their various roles &amp; positions..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to take a step back in ISC, and go for new challenges in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISC, this is where my love &amp;amp; passion develops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-4766557945007453258?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/4766557945007453258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=4766557945007453258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4766557945007453258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4766557945007453258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/06/tpis-time-to-hand-over.html' title='TPIS - Time to hand over...'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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-1871179292479525748.post-4490678616342394362</id><published>2007-06-16T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:27:57.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The MarkEt pLacE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RnNWYTGfGRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Wvoykg7d-JA/s1600-h/Hotel+Rendezvous.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076496180421007634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RnNWYTGfGRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Wvoykg7d-JA/s200/Hotel+Rendezvous.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HOTEL RENDEZVOUS&lt;br /&gt;yes, this is the place I first started work at, and now I'm still working there.. The first time I went for an interview, I was impress by the Rendezvous Values. Then I realised that most of TP Chefs came from there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled with all my amazaments I started working at Banquet where I learned de-boning, carrying the over-tray, doing set up, and turn over until 3am&lt;br /&gt;in the morning. I didnt work for long due to my heavy school work, test, projects and exams. The rate of working was so infrequent that my workmate said "I never see you in a thousand years.."&lt;br /&gt;With a gentle smile, I went off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only once when I was on the cab with my manager - Mr Eric&lt;br /&gt;that I told him I was doing a course on Hotel Management.&lt;br /&gt;As he was in-charged of the Palong Bar, he asked me over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at the Palong Bar was miserable, I couldnt do any drinks..&lt;br /&gt;Guest who drinks at the bar was few, and Hours past like years..&lt;br /&gt;I was bored, but the turning point came when I met&lt;br /&gt;Geoffrey, the new manager..&lt;br /&gt;He shared with me his life, his perception &amp; passion for service.&lt;br /&gt;He taught me how to make morktails &amp;amp; corktails..&lt;br /&gt;And I really enjoyed the company of Da Jie &amp; him at the Palong Bar..&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, the amount of tips at the end of the day, on top of my pay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The satisfaction of work comes when you make the day of your guest by talking to them, the compliment they gave u, and basically the tips u receive!! Nevertheless, there is also a set of struggles that one have, which is totally against the vales of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are numerous temptations out there - drinking, smorking, politics etc.  I started to know &amp; understand what is it like to be in the wOrld &amp;amp; not of the wOrld. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am really thankful that I've accepted Christ when I was a kid,&lt;br /&gt;that there is a God that I can trust and know that he will watch over me.&lt;br /&gt;Life is Good, but it is even better with God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord.. = D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-4490678616342394362?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/4490678616342394362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=4490678616342394362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4490678616342394362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/4490678616342394362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/06/market-place.html' title='The MarkEt pLacE'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/RnNWYTGfGRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Wvoykg7d-JA/s72-c/Hotel+Rendezvous.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-761794327587477263</id><published>2007-05-31T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:04:22.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus Crusade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rl7BQ9eA_oI/AAAAAAAAADg/DeigaOhKLgc/s1600-h/P6280168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070702727588281986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rl7BQ9eA_oI/AAAAAAAAADg/DeigaOhKLgc/s200/P6280168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I talk to someone from perhaps my former church - FCBC, about Campus Crusade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the first expression of most people e.s.p my leaders will be: "HUH!!! No-No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not surprised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, indeed this is the first expressions that my leaders gave me when I told them I am in crusade. Way back in Poly Year 1, I still remembered how Belle discourage me and I was so shocked I couldnt speak a wOrd. However, to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Campus Crusade has placed an important part in my walk with God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when everything else fails in church, leaders not playing their functional roles etc.&lt;br /&gt;IT was crusade that brought me back to the presence of God..&lt;br /&gt;IT has taught me the principles of the bible..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rl7DKdeA_rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wKR4_IStUgg/s1600-h/P2060001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070704814942387890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rl7DKdeA_rI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wKR4_IStUgg/s200/P2060001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fellowship with fellow brothers &amp; sisters in Christ contributed to my growth..&lt;br /&gt;Going on mission trip was coOl toO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through mission trips, we link up with christians from various polytechnics, shared our passion for God's wOrks, and laboured at our destinated country. It was the experiences we shared that tied us together in the house of God..&lt;br /&gt;It was through the love and concern for one &amp;amp; other that we learned and grew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070703114135338642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rl7BndeA_pI/AAAAAAAAADo/1yvmoo7RkdM/s200/Mission+Team.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Who says christians should be discouraged to be involved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go, Experience, Learn &amp;amp; Share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&gt;&gt; Personally, I think this is how everyone should walk their journey in life, especially . . . Singaporeans&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-761794327587477263?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/761794327587477263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=761794327587477263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/761794327587477263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/761794327587477263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/05/campus-crusade.html' title='Campus Crusade'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/Rl7BQ9eA_oI/AAAAAAAAADg/DeigaOhKLgc/s72-c/P6280168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-8424777298656682993</id><published>2007-05-25T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:48:18.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E - what it means to u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was watching " MArs &amp; VeNus" on channel 8, 10pm show..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found it amazing how people on earth view love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068506328557747810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RlbzpteA_mI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FDPycgumY9g/s200/LOVE+-+Heart+shapes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What do you think of when you see the above picture? B-G-R? haHa. I am not surpirse..! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even personally there are so many times that I too, felt love could only happen between guys &amp; girls.. Yet, there are so much more to the definition of LOVE. It could be purely between friends, within family members and much more - GoD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One of my favourite verse in bible, book of Psalm 27: 4,&lt;br /&gt;"One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to glaze upon the beauty of the Lord, and to seek him at his temple." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In reading this verse, and revised reading it.. I just felt refreshed in God's presence. The Love, Peace and Joy in the Lord's house is indeed the most joyous moment of anyone's life. The love of God is just amazing! You've got to experience it yourself!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;L-O-V-E,&lt;br /&gt;it's a word of so much more... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-8424777298656682993?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/8424777298656682993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=8424777298656682993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8424777298656682993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8424777298656682993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-what-it-means-to-u.html' title='L.O.V.E - what it means to u?'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/RlbzpteA_mI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FDPycgumY9g/s72-c/LOVE+-+Heart+shapes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-5550280291611080705</id><published>2007-04-25T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:27:54.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's blessings for you, is just next to you..</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been in contact with my Mongolia friends&lt;br /&gt;- students I taught English in Mongolia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really touch me deeply how blessed we are (in Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;To have Internet Connection, Laptop at Home / in school..&lt;br /&gt;To have opportunity to study English and all..&lt;br /&gt;To be even able to ride on a Car, Train or Double deck Bus each day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, we are merely over blessed yet not knowing it..&lt;br /&gt;So we should truely treasure the things around us,&lt;br /&gt;for they are God's blessings to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the people around you, spend more time with them,&lt;br /&gt;understand them, care for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give thanks for God placing me in Singapore, and I'm proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I still remember ppl say I look like a malaysian..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still like where God place me!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-5550280291611080705?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/5550280291611080705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=5550280291611080705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/5550280291611080705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/5550280291611080705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/04/gods-blessings-for-you-is-just-next-to.html' title='God&apos;s blessings for you, is just next to you..'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-668151061710633685</id><published>2007-03-09T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:25:38.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kukup Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039924651716162898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" height="135" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfFoxKBGtVI/AAAAAAAAABc/i5_h9wf5xXA/s200/P7030226.JPG" width="149" border="0" /&gt;It was really cool to travel with 7 other friends to Kukup, Malaysia on our own. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF1NaBGtgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0TPQlMyHpAg/s1600-h/P7020191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039938331187000834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="144" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF1NaBGtgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0TPQlMyHpAg/s200/P7020191.JPG" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF1NaBGtgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0TPQlMyHpAg/s1600-h/P7020191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF1NaBGtgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0TPQlMyHpAg/s1600-h/P7020191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF1NaBGtgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0TPQlMyHpAg/s1600-h/P7020191.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a 2 day, 1 night trip which provided me an insight to how simple life could be in this world. P.Kukup is actually a fishing village with 1400 chinese population, located near Indonesia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039925222946813282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="128" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfFpSaBGtWI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZpJMTRtg2e0/s200/P7020182.JPG" width="161" border="0" /&gt;We stayed at my friend's aunty place for 75 ringgit for lodging, taking the boat ride, eating seafood, supper with mouth watering BBQ Chicken Wings, playing majong, seeing sunset, visited the mangroove area there etc. It was truelly an unforgetable experience, specially when one see life at Kukup Village was really simple and easy. People rear fishes for living, the lifestyle there was relax which is a 360 degree differ from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below are some photos of me and my friends whom we shared the entire experience with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF3F6BGtiI/AAAAAAAAADE/qxk4dE7BWlY/s1600-h/P7030229.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039940401361237538" style="CURSOR: hand" height="146" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF3F6BGtiI/AAAAAAAAADE/qxk4dE7BWlY/s200/P7030229.JPG" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF16qBGthI/AAAAAAAAAC8/w1VRweSPNtE/s1600-h/P7030218.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039939108576081426" style="CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF16qBGthI/AAAAAAAAAC8/w1VRweSPNtE/s200/P7030218.JPG" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF0XqBGtfI/AAAAAAAAACs/0sBoLAVu5tQ/s1600-h/P7020195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039937407769032178" style="CURSOR: hand" height="145" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RfF0XqBGtfI/AAAAAAAAACs/0sBoLAVu5tQ/s200/P7020195.JPG" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really muz thank God for them, they made my day!! haHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we had fun and all, I reflected upon myself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Indeed, life could be simple yet man made things complicated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When God created Heaven and Earth, he saw that everything was Good, and he was please with his creation. Gensis 1:1-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Likewise though the culture, lifestyle in Singapore might differ from Malaysia, take time to think of the high expectations, demands that we set upon our life - our studies, our life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do we really need to wear branded items cloths? Live in luxury etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I reflect, living simply, filled with happiness, and joy each day is the greatest blessing that I can ever have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Living simply is the desire of my heart, what's yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-668151061710633685?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/668151061710633685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=668151061710633685' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/668151061710633685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/668151061710633685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/03/kukup-trip.html' title='Kukup Trip'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/RfFoxKBGtVI/AAAAAAAAABc/i5_h9wf5xXA/s72-c/P7030226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-5510254491210763038</id><published>2007-03-07T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:34:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm demanding! Complainting girl but give thanks! haHa.</title><content type='html'>I'm actually very tired now, but a comment by an Anonymous really encourages me..&lt;br /&gt;yet I've alot of questions surrounding my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, saying is always easiler than done.&lt;br /&gt;Have you been in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand how I truely feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, what's is your definition of "GreaT Family"?&lt;br /&gt;what you might experience as a Great family is not what I've encounter or felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, perhaps I set my standards too high..&lt;br /&gt;that's y I dont feel the way you do, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some encounters that I had, to support my stand &amp; my opinions..&lt;br /&gt;People in FCBC are quite selfish, self centred..&lt;br /&gt;(not a general comment nor an assumption but what I truely feel)&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm going on a mission trip with campus crusade, but apart from the $100 that CheeAik, someone in church gave me.. Not many responded although I did inform ppl that I'm going on this trip and I seriously lacks the funding of over $1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another simple example is how many people will bother about others?&lt;br /&gt;I've been struggling about church and all, yet I dont hear anyone asking&lt;br /&gt;"how are you doing, I've not seen you in church.. can we meet up and just chat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can have a spiritual aunty sitting beside me, apart from words such as "god bless you" which pastor ask the church to say it to the person on ur left n right.. We can just walk out of the church without saying a word after the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a great family?&lt;br /&gt;where is concern? where is care?&lt;br /&gt;where have simple acts of kindness, and love been to?&lt;br /&gt;I thought that christians are to live life supernaturally, to love your neighbour as yourself?&lt;br /&gt;As I talk to my cell leader, and cell leader's leader..&lt;br /&gt;The feedback I got is "as you grow mutual spiritually, you are becoming more and more demanding"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demanding? what a word..&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I'm demanding, asking for too much..&lt;br /&gt;childish, immatual, not understanding, unreasonable, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!!  I'll keep all these in mind..&lt;br /&gt;(in all things give thanks rmb?) haHa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-5510254491210763038?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/5510254491210763038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=5510254491210763038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/5510254491210763038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/5510254491210763038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-demanding-complainting-girl-but-give.html' title='I&apos;m demanding! Complainting girl but give thanks! haHa.'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-6054698984252044330</id><published>2007-03-03T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:01:47.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Dispute but overcome liao..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, I wanted to blog about my opinions on a comment posted by my friend based on my pervious blog on "Leader. Leader."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;However, one of my friend confronted me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought that it would be an issue to meet up with him, him handling my mission trip funding (which he had agreed to help me with) over to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet it was a big issue as there was firstly miscommunication..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then a series of assumptions.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess it was also my character - too insensitive to others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;joking manner n tone, style, personality etc. that caused this big disagreement..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm thankful that he was ok already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kept apologising like mad.. yups. HaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Through this, I learn alot tOo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly to really forgive when you are angry coz the person is already appologic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this can be seen in his/her sincerity de.. like me keep apologising etc) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next is to be more sensitive to others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To me, I guess I wont be toO bother about what others think or feel after I say something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cOz I'm just entitled to what I say (freedom of speech!!) and my opinions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone of us will think differently, have different reaction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some might like what you do, how you say things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While others will detest you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like when Jesus died on the cross, not everyone agreed with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people even think that it's a shame, an embarressment, something silly etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But he did what was right, despite of all opinions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To me, as long as I walk right, do what I am suppose to do - Punture etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course always listening and learning from others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coz I'm not perfect also..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I can do, is to become better each day as time pass.. yups!! =)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps. Jimmy, if I'm able to blog it out, I'm not afriad that she will see it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nor any negative comment that readers will post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what I think, how I feel, who I am..!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U might not agree with me, but this is who I am..! yups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take it or left it.. haHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-6054698984252044330?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/6054698984252044330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=6054698984252044330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/6054698984252044330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/6054698984252044330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/03/big-dispute-but-overcome-liao.html' title='BIG Dispute but overcome liao..'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-178416379207961812</id><published>2007-02-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:24:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Leader. Leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;what an amazing word! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Definition of LEADER is my Oxford Dictionary: Person or things that Leads.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my bible: authority from above, from God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To me: lead by example, one who pours out for his/her members.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and what it take to lead? is to first walk right yourself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(expectations too high again? haHa. that's the goal that I set for myself toO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For me, my leader will only be Christ, alone..&lt;br /&gt;because all man kind, everyone had sin (including myself.. yups.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are also people that I look up too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but that is of course, if they deserve to be look up to.. LOL.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, Jasper n I had a good chat.. I'm really amazed and thankful lo!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though this is not the first time that a church mate would come to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;speak to me about "church struggle". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least, I know that there are still people who cares and I'm not crying alone! wahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually I do know my spiritual leader wants me to stay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can see that she did put in effort like to come early for today service.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(though I wasnt there.. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bUT it's really not a one day or two day thing lo.. if she understands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Secondly, it's not doing this just to keep me in church.. but to do it for herself, for God.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything that she do, is to honour God.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really hope that she will understand that! haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-178416379207961812?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/178416379207961812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=178416379207961812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/178416379207961812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/178416379207961812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/02/leader.html' title=''/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-1909208006261012125</id><published>2007-02-24T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:13:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LoSS.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What should I do? How should I settle everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/ReBUxuCy6qI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cgQ_LRNNa3c/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035117596550294178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="237" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/ReBUxuCy6qI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cgQ_LRNNa3c/s400/untitled.bmp" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is loving someone so tough?&lt;br /&gt;(both God and man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Coz of the love for God, I obeyed him &amp; my mother to stayed in FCBC for the past 2 years.. Yet, human failed me..&lt;br /&gt;Leaders, authorities above me..&lt;br /&gt;Can I still fully trust them for their leadership?&lt;br /&gt;My desire to bless them, help them, work through things with them.. yet, the return was filled with hurt, sadness and tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last week when I was at service, yes, I teared again.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was early, and met Hui Min (one of the youth leader in FCBC). We tried reaching my cell leader or what we call it "spiritual mother" (SM), but failed. So I sat with Hui Min when the gate was open and throughout worship. Only after worship that both Hui Min and I recieved a message from her that she was at C5 row 12 at Expo Max Pavillion. Both Hui Min &amp;amp; I were lost if I should go and find her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Though strong on the outside, I teared in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;My SM, how I wish she was like Hui Min, coming early etc. that I dont have to feel so lost at what to do.. Service had started, it just didnt feel right to walk across the hall like that..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was also my anger &amp; disappointment that I refused to Move over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My greatest fear came today, and I had to face it some day or another..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, coz of this struggle in chruch, I contacted my sec sch friend who's a christian in City Harvest. I felt the warm there, enjoyed the services, and felt at ease at their cell group of china students that made me want to pick up chinese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A call came today, spoke to me about making a decision btw City Harvest &amp;amp; FCBC.  What should I do, God? I love my leader, desire to help her build her 12 disciples.. But what do I get in return?&lt;br /&gt;Tears. Disappointment. Anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somewhere deep down, I do wish that I can be part of City Harvest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But there are pressure by people around me:&lt;br /&gt;my mum- she has always wanted me to be in the same church as her&lt;br /&gt;my SM - my heart really long to walk her through, help her, bless her.. BUT..&lt;br /&gt;fellow church friends / members - they will think that I'm not in the vision, unfaithful, didnt stand till the end etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And at times, I really question myself if I was indeed too demanding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I thought that been a leader is to pour out one's life for the others.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To live super naturally, to love our neighbour as ourself - Mark 12:31&lt;br /&gt;I'm loss even at my bible values, for all that I've ever believe in, was it wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If what I believe was wrong, then becoming a christian was wrong too..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(wa, cant believe that I actually type this, this sentence is definitely wrong!! waHaHa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To be honest, there are times where I wished I wasnt a christian too.. (like now? haHa.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-1909208006261012125?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/1909208006261012125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=1909208006261012125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/1909208006261012125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/1909208006261012125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/02/loss.html' title=''/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/ReBUxuCy6qI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cgQ_LRNNa3c/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-8421515397057907465</id><published>2007-02-23T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:16:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study week, super stress but give THANKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rd7xUeCy6pI/AAAAAAAAABE/KFRJTAAgV04/s1600-h/give_thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034726767411260050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rd7xUeCy6pI/AAAAAAAAABE/KFRJTAAgV04/s200/give_thanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally took sometime of out my studies to blog..&lt;br /&gt;Am currently having my study week to prepare for exams on 26 + 28 Feb &amp; 1 Mar..  So "fortunate" right? haHa. ya.. Thanks to TP, you rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, had been busying studying with Louisa, Peilin, Diana, Terence etc.  All Global Connect Club people..&lt;br /&gt;Haha. really thank God got them..&lt;br /&gt;Haven had the mood to study, but when I saw them studying, it really motivated me.. Press on gal! it'll end soon.. haHa. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I guess Facilities Management - one of my modules is the toughest..&lt;br /&gt;really very stress out when I study my lectures..&lt;br /&gt;the amount of information can blast my brain, and kill my brain cell..&lt;br /&gt;what makes it difficult for me is that I dont like memorize work..&lt;br /&gt;cant imagine that I have to memorize a whole stack of notes photocopied from the reference facilities management book.. want to faint lo!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I still want to thank god for my friends who are with me throughout.. they encouraged me.. Push me on..&lt;br /&gt;Especially Ee Jie, when I was sian, he was so lame that I had to smile at his lame jokes..&lt;br /&gt;Then friends who kept me companied by sms chatting like JiaLiang, Clement..  though it was just one or two short messages, but I really appreciate them lo.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-8421515397057907465?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/8421515397057907465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=8421515397057907465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8421515397057907465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8421515397057907465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/02/study-week-super-stress-but-give-thanks.html' title='Study week, super stress but give THANKS'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/Rd7xUeCy6pI/AAAAAAAAABE/KFRJTAAgV04/s72-c/give_thanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-7007078995862851089</id><published>2007-02-20T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:07:02.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Struggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RdrKnOCy6oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2KB0_jV_1QI/s1600-h/broken+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033558308673481346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RdrKnOCy6oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2KB0_jV_1QI/s200/broken+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hurt again. I had long forgotten when it first started.&lt;br /&gt;Tear again today.. Loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things that I wish I could name them one by one..&lt;br /&gt;(think I'll end up with a whole long list.. LOL.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of all the hurts, tired of hearding from the rest of my church mates:&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, we've ... arent you going?"&lt;br /&gt;For a matter of fact, my cellgroup doesnt have ...&lt;br /&gt;and I definately felt left out..&lt;br /&gt;many a time I ask: is this MY church? do I belong here?&lt;br /&gt;simple things - santification, church camp, network meeting..&lt;br /&gt;do I even have a cellgroup? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Each time I went for service, honestly I'm not willing...&lt;br /&gt;why? as I had to wait ALONE for the service gate to be open..&lt;br /&gt;where is my spiritual leader?&lt;br /&gt;"On the way" / "coming" are words that she &lt;strong&gt;REPLY&lt;/strong&gt; to my sms..&lt;br /&gt;I actually had to take the initiative to sms and call her!?!!&lt;br /&gt;I dont might if it's once or twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, been a leader, you need to reach out to your members..&lt;br /&gt;Pour out for them, reach them..&lt;br /&gt;(ok, nvm, maybe that's my definition of a leader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it's OVERLY demanding on my side..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then why do I have to wait alone each time?&lt;br /&gt;I thought been a cell leader, it make sense that she reach early for services..&lt;br /&gt;(nvm, maybe she really had things to do before service and she tried to rush down each week..&lt;br /&gt;which was for the past 1 year......? O.o)&lt;br /&gt;Been early naturally means I would go in early to book seats..&lt;br /&gt;and then I would drop her a sms of the seating location&lt;br /&gt;&gt; isn't this the work of a spiritual leader?&lt;br /&gt;(alright, I'm just been demanding... nvm..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During occasion such as Valentine day, I never fail to bless her with flowers..&lt;br /&gt;But I cant even think of what she had given me apart from Birthday presents &amp; Christmas.. (ok, I'm calculative too! wa, muz change ar.. wahahA. k, drop this..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been a faithful member, I had to tolerate with all her harsh tone, style of replies..&lt;br /&gt;"You have to..." "No, this is not the way of doing it, .. "&lt;br /&gt;There was totally no room for discussions, all I was left with, was do this this this..&lt;br /&gt;And a BIG full stop at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;Right, all she said, I had follow n obediently did as told.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I desire is to able to serve God more,&lt;br /&gt;to be more involved in church staff, more involved in the ministry..&lt;br /&gt;But is she serving in any ministry currently?&lt;br /&gt;She said she wants a ministry to reach out to ppl of my age..&lt;br /&gt;but she's not even serving nor involved in any minstry&lt;br /&gt;which is actively reaching out to JC, poly, U ppl..&lt;br /&gt;How is she going to have a ministry for youth? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Through me? LOL lo, even for me to reach out to my friends is already a challenge,&lt;br /&gt;what more that she is outside their circle....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never once blame my mum for putting, or rather forced me into FCBC..&lt;br /&gt;(I was unwilling ok! and am still abit unwilling now.. wahaha =P)&lt;br /&gt;But I've proven my obedience..!! wahaHa.&lt;br /&gt;As to which church I will be staying permanently,&lt;br /&gt;and the plans ahead... I had no comments for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all things that had happened, praise the LOrd! wahaHa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-7007078995862851089?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/7007078995862851089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=7007078995862851089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/7007078995862851089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/7007078995862851089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/02/church-struggles.html' title='Church Struggles'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/RdrKnOCy6oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2KB0_jV_1QI/s72-c/broken+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-2775364718505999224</id><published>2007-02-19T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:24:33.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My family @ Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese New Year, second day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HaHa. started the day with visiting.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Wow, I was actually willing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually... I was just obeying God's matt 18:21-35 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mM, went over to my 4th uncle's place for lunch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Food was nasi brownie.. Quite nice! wahaHa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didnt interact alot with them at the beginning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my first encounter with my cousin Thomas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who's quite an interactive person! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He knew quite alot too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And he's quite good-looking I should comment on that! wahahA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps. Gals out there, he's attached if I'm not wrong, so dnt think about it ya. haHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we (dad, mum, me &amp; grandmother) went to my 2nd aunt's place..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mM, there was more joy and laughter there (at least for me!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just cant stop laughing at my 2nd aunt &amp;amp; my 4th uncle..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we went chatting about my aunt going off to Sentosafor flower show..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my aunt was describing how amazing &amp; all the show would be..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then she posted the question out of the blue, to my uncle:" then you dont know about it?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with her actions and gestures.. &gt;&gt; what my mum was laughing at..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess what my uncle respone was:" what were you talkinging about?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldnt control but blast out in laugher..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laugher filled the air (though it was only me &amp;amp; my mum. wahaHa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before ending the day, we took a family photo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which my cousin would sent it to me.. By then, I would upload lo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And my 2nd aunt give me my first red packet in 5 years.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She was saying the pic of the guy is given,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that I might have a boyfriend.. LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, really praise god for all things esp. the laughter.. wahaHa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033203862202411634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/RdmIPuCy6nI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ChbgXHZFUiE/s200/HongBao-2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-2775364718505999224?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/2775364718505999224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=2775364718505999224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/2775364718505999224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/2775364718505999224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-family-chinese-new-year.html' title='My family @ Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/RdmIPuCy6nI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ChbgXHZFUiE/s72-c/HongBao-2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-8962802189261418565</id><published>2007-02-18T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:30:11.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My way of Celebrating.. Haix.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's Chinese New Year, first day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didnt went visiting like any other someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Started the day with church service, kind of argue with my spiritual mother again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya, as usual.. haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I really such an arguementitive person? I start to question myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are things that she did and I couldn't agree with.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;each time I go for service, I never fail to tear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was never a time that I really felt that she did well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- contact her members beforehand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check how members are doing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;connect &amp; share with them etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always felt alone at church service, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;often felt that I was there out of pure obedience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know, just somehow wish that things was better.. haix. haix. haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, my mum was asking me last night,:" so what are you going to wear tml? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I laugh and replied,: "Anything except red! hahA" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We both had a great laugh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup, I'm kind of a more western person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- dont like to celebrate chinese new year &amp; in fact, I dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not bounded by any chinese custom and my parents are fine with that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant recall  when was the last time I actually had to wish someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;verbally "Happy new year!"and all the chinese phases..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honestly, I had even forgotten that Hong Bao was red in colour.. wahaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apart from all the chinese new year greetings that I recieved through sms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was really touched by keelin &amp; a few malaysian friends such as Hwee Yun who actually sms from brunei and malaysia respectively.. On top of that, Shyhida, my malay friend also sent her greet.. I was truelly impressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, not to forget him, who called back from malaysia just to send his greetings verbally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was very surprised to recieve his call though it was very simple.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really appreciate it! = D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**Ps. my mum say:" he still got the heart to call you, ok la, not bad!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm kind of proud of him! wahaHa =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-8962802189261418565?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/8962802189261418565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=8962802189261418565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8962802189261418565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/8962802189261418565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-way-of-celebrating-haix.html' title='My way of Celebrating.. Haix.'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871179292479525748.post-2757997707279321</id><published>2007-02-17T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T20:58:26.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIG Year - A new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, this will be the first blog for this chinese new year.. wahaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I'm just tired of blogging at Msn Space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as I've already tried out all the different functions there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today at home, the maid was been scolded by my mum for quite a few times.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I somehow felt useless for unable to stand up for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As in circumstanses like this, it is usually better to keep one's piss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I truely pity her.. Not everything is her fault lo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haix, as usual he's back in malaysia.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was helping my mum preparing the food for today, new year eve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was remindered by his words:" you dont even know how to cook lo.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya, true.. But I guess I'm better than some cook, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who didnt even know that vegetables will true yellow if overcook..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bet he dont even goes to the kitchen! wahaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though disappointed by his tone of souring me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess it did motivate me to pick up culi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I shall cook great food that he could only see and not be able to eat! wahaHa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haix, dont even know if we will work out lo.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rdb7JOCy6lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z4Kv17c6CAw/s1600-h/Piggy2.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032485769440324178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d598kN3ikMw/Rdb7JOCy6lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z4Kv17c6CAw/s200/Piggy2.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really want to thank friends who didnt forget to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drop me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese New Year sms - Terence, Keelin, Guan Chun, Jack, Denise, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hwee Yun, Lian Wei.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really appreciate the wishes! wahaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May everyone be bless by this coming PIG year.. wahahA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Happy Gal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1871179292479525748-2757997707279321?l=howeluen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/feeds/2757997707279321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1871179292479525748&amp;postID=2757997707279321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/2757997707279321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1871179292479525748/posts/default/2757997707279321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://howeluen.blogspot.com/2007/02/pig-year-new-year.html' title='PIG Year - A new year'/><author><name>LoVeGod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897259597384543952</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/_d598kN3ikMw/Rdb7JOCy6lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z4Kv17c6CAw/s72-c/Piggy2.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
