<?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-17522497</id><updated>2011-12-02T23:48:29.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from Upriver and Chinatown</title><subtitle type='html'>I come from a land of two worlds where the Upriver people of Lawas meets Chinatown..
I am a fusion of both worlds with a tinge of modernity..
I'm a Lun Bawang - Chinese and I'm proud of it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8063985297399302381</id><published>2011-09-21T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:03:53.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter Noob</title><content type='html'>Well, just a light post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave twitter a try before and never hooked on.. Today I gave it a try again and I seem to be getting it a little.. Even got a reply from one of my friends.. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people.. I'm a twitter noob.. Took me 2 years to figure something out and show progress.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Here's to entertaining moments in life.. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8063985297399302381?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8063985297399302381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8063985297399302381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8063985297399302381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8063985297399302381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/09/twitter-noob.html' title='Twitter Noob'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-712808719060394406</id><published>2011-05-25T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:22:11.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil' absence makes the heart go yonder...</title><content type='html'>Right.. In regards to the title.. Nothing of relation actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to use it.. :D heeee!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just dropping a note, cause I noticed that in April I really got the ball rolling on blog posts and I suddenly disappeared for May.. for a very simple reason.. I have 2 big exams to prepare for and at this point in time, one is over and one is coming up this weekend.. *shudder*.. In between these 2 exams, I have school exams to prepare for and also TONS of paper to mark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me boil it down for you.. I teach Biology right? 2 form 5 classes, 2 form 4 classes... Which makes it (Form 5 x 3 papers) + (Form 4 x 2 papers) = 6 + 4 = 10 classes worth of papers to mark... Lets call them 10 stacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I'm also teaching Bible Knowledge Form 4 &amp;amp; 5.. = 2 stacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore 10 stacks + 2 stacks = 12 stacks... So all this marking on top of my studying has taken a toll on my &amp;nbsp;blogging frequency :D.. But fret not readers.. I'll be back with a&amp;nbsp;vengence.. when I can actually find the time... Hahaha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the good news is.. I've completed 4 stacks.. and 4 are halfway done.. but 4 left untouched.. Yipee Yay!! *clap clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.. better get back to marking!! Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Here's to all you teachers in the same boat.. Let us carry this burden together... Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-712808719060394406?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/712808719060394406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=712808719060394406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/712808719060394406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/712808719060394406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/05/lil-absence-makes-heart-go-yonder.html' title='A lil&apos; absence makes the heart go yonder...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-4899712474056731640</id><published>2011-04-27T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:23:32.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Great Thou Art...</title><content type='html'>Saw this from Yahoo! News...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pLLMzr3PFgk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pLLMzr3PFgk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heavenly Father,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; How Great Thou Art, How Great Thou Art...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There. nuff' said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to everyone. How Great indeed is the Lord Almighty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-4899712474056731640?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/4899712474056731640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=4899712474056731640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/4899712474056731640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/4899712474056731640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-great-thou-art.html' title='How Great Thou Art...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8973662588331647279</id><published>2011-04-21T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:57:38.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday: The bleeding hands and feet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passage Taken from Matthew 27:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Jesus Before Pilate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24141" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Meanwhile Jesus stood before the governor, and the governor asked him, “Are you the king of the Jews?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“You have said so,”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jesus replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24142" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;When he was accused by the chief priests and the elders, he gave no answer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24143" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then Pilate asked him, “Don’t you hear the testimony they are bringing against you?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24144" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;But Jesus made no reply, not even to a single charge—to the great amazement of the governor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24145" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now it was the governor’s custom at the festival to release a prisoner chosen by the crowd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24146" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;At that time they had a well-known prisoner whose name was Jesus&lt;sup class="footnote" style="line-height: 0.5em;" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-24146b&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote b&amp;quot;&amp;gt;b&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+27&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-24146b" title="See footnote b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Barabbas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24147" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;So when the crowd had gathered, Pilate asked them, “Which one do you want me to release to you: Jesus Barabbas, or Jesus who is called the Messiah?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24148" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;For he knew it was out of self-interest that they had handed Jesus over to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24149" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;While Pilate was sitting on the judge’s seat, his wife sent him this message: “Don’t have anything to do with that innocent man, for I have suffered a great deal today in a dream because of him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24150" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;But the chief priests and the elders persuaded the crowd to ask for Barabbas and to have Jesus executed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24151" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Which of the two do you want me to release to you?” asked the governor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Barabbas,” they answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24152" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;“What shall I do, then, with Jesus who is called the Messiah?” Pilate asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They all answered, “Crucify him!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24153" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Why? What crime has he committed?” asked Pilate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But they shouted all the louder, “Crucify him!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24154" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;When Pilate saw that he was getting nowhere, but that instead an uproar was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the crowd. “I am innocent of this man’s blood,” he said. “It is your responsibility!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24155" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;All the people answered, “His blood is on us and on our children!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24156" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then he released Barabbas to them. But he had Jesus flogged, and handed him over to be crucified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Soldiers Mock Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24157" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then the governor’s soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24158" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24159" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24160" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24161" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Crucifixion of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24162" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As they were going out, they met a man from Cyrene, named Simon, and they forced him to carry the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24163" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They came to a place called Golgotha (which means “the place of the skull”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24164" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There they offered Jesus wine to drink, mixed with gall; but after tasting it, he refused to drink it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24165" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24166" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And sitting down, they kept watch over him there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24167" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Above his head they placed the written charge against him: THIS IS JESUS, THE KING OF THE JEWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24168" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two rebels were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24169" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24170" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;40&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and saying, “You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24171" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;41&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the same way the chief priests, the teachers of the law and the elders mocked him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24172" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;42&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;“He saved others,” they said, “but he can’t save himself! He’s the king of Israel! Let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24173" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;43&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;He trusts in God. Let God rescue him now if he wants him, for he said, ‘I am the Son of God.’”&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24174" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;44&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the same way the rebels who were crucified with him also heaped insults on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Death of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24175" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;45&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From noon until three in the afternoon darkness came over all the land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24176" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;46&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Eli, Eli,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup class="footnote" style="line-height: 0.5em;" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-24176c&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote c&amp;quot;&amp;gt;c&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+27&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-24176c" title="See footnote c"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;lema&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;sabachthani?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(which means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup class="footnote" style="line-height: 0.5em;" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-24176d&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote d&amp;quot;&amp;gt;d&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+27&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-24176d" title="See footnote d"&gt;d&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24177" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;47&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;When some of those standing there heard this, they said, “He’s calling Elijah.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24178" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;48&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Immediately one of them ran and got a sponge. He filled it with wine vinegar, put it on a staff, and offered it to Jesus to drink.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24179" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;49&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;The rest said, “Now leave him alone. Let’s see if Elijah comes to save him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24180" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;50&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24181" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;51&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook, the rocks split&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24182" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;52&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the tombs broke open. The bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24183" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;53&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;They came out of the tombs after Jesus’ resurrection and&lt;sup class="footnote" style="line-height: 0.5em;" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-24183e&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote e&amp;quot;&amp;gt;e&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+27&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-24183e" title="See footnote e"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;went into the holy city and appeared to many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24184" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;54&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;When the centurion and those with him who were guarding Jesus saw the earthquake and all that had happened, they were terrified, and exclaimed, “Surely he was the Son of God!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24185" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;55&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Many women were there, watching from a distance. They had followed Jesus from Galilee to care for his needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24186" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;56&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Among them were Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James and Joseph,&lt;sup class="footnote" style="line-height: 0.5em;" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-24186f&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote f&amp;quot;&amp;gt;f&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+27&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-24186f" title="See footnote f"&gt;f&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the mother of Zebedee’s sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;THANK YOU, JESUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for your love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8973662588331647279?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8973662588331647279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8973662588331647279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8973662588331647279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8973662588331647279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday-bleeding-hands-and-feet.html' title='Good Friday: The bleeding hands and feet...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8124250038204061739</id><published>2011-04-20T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:04:35.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Fall in Love...</title><content type='html'>I was having a swim this evening (a very much needed swim.. hehe).. Anyway, as I was swimming, the waterpark was blasting songs with their new sound system. One of the songs played was an instrumental version of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Nat King Cole's ~ "When I Fall in Love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing that put me in such a sentimental mood (jiwang lah tu..) and to top it off, one of my dearest friend is tying the knot in 3 days time.. !!!!!! (So exuberantly excited!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just for kicks, here's the video from Youtube that I'm currently listening to over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GfAb0gNPy6s" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's it for now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to all the brides-to-be.. Cheers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8124250038204061739?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8124250038204061739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8124250038204061739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8124250038204061739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8124250038204061739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-i-fall-in-love.html' title='When I Fall in Love...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GfAb0gNPy6s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-2510211541464205076</id><published>2011-04-16T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:48:59.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarawak State Elections 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its a historical time. One of the hottest election ever. Highest ever registered number of new voters. I've done my part. Cast my "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;How bout' you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its so interesting to see many of the younger generation really concerned of their state. So much so that even those who are still&amp;nbsp;under-age&amp;nbsp;are also having their say in this. Just take a look around facebook. Everyone has something to say. But &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; comment caught my eye. It was of a 17 year old girl that posted this song and prayed the best for her city..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here it is readers: -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;God of this City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(by Chris Tomlin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the God of this city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the King of these people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the Lord of this nation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the Light in this darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the Hope to the hopeless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the Peace to the restless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For greater things have yet to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greater things are still to be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greater things have yet to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greater things are still to be done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, let your will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to all those voting for the first time like me!! Cheers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-2510211541464205076?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/2510211541464205076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=2510211541464205076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2510211541464205076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2510211541464205076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/sarawak-state-elections-2011.html' title='Sarawak State Elections 2011'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-6874776991923070274</id><published>2011-04-12T06:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:50:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courtship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;How do I love Thee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How do I love thee? Let me count the ways&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love thee too the level of every day's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love with a passion put to use&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I shall but love thee better after dea&lt;/i&gt;th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student of mine yesterday randomly asked me a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Teacher, are you ready to court?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow.. straight out. No filtration. No easing of words into the topic. Dead straight to the point. How was I going to answer this? Am I of age to court?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To answer honestly.. If you go by "natural order of the earth" (well I've always wanted to use this phrase..hehe) at my age right now, I should be having my first child or at least getting married. But here I am, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;OF AGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, but never been in a relationship. Am I ready to court?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still stand true to my belief that I will not get into a relationship that does not have marriage as a goal. And the longer this prolongs, the more I do question myself, "Am I born to lead a life of&amp;nbsp;celibacy?" I mean, celibacy isn't&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt; THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; bad. There are many beautiful, strong, courages women of God that has lived a single life and done many things for God's Glory.. And sometimes I do aspire to have that kind of impact on the world. But... there is another side of me that just wants to nurture and build lives and impact them in their individual lives. In case that didn't make sense, I'll get straight to the point. I want to be a wife and mother. I also want companionship. To build a relationship of love in this small unit of life called a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With all that being said, should I start getting desperate and throw myself at any guy that comes my way?! Should I start flirting with random guys whom I think fits my physical requirements?! Should I start chatting up&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(or email or facebook)&amp;nbsp;long lost guy friends whom I know are still single so that I can widen my pool of choice (come on la.. I chat with them doesn't mean they want to chat with me mah..who am I kidding)?! Should I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Obviously my answer would be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I do believe there is the right &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for me out there. And he's looking for me. And I do believe that God will bring him to me when the time is right. But until that time comes, I have to prepare myself to be better and I believe God is shaping me to be that person. What if that person doesn't exist? Then I pray that God will give me the grace to accept that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that all is mentioned, the very same question comes to mind again:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Am I ready to court?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why, its elementary my dear Watson, elementary"...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to those who are having the same dilemma as I am. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-6874776991923070274?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/6874776991923070274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=6874776991923070274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6874776991923070274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6874776991923070274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/courtship.html' title='Courtship?'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-3344065471172224535</id><published>2011-04-10T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:26:17.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentle Reminder.....</title><content type='html'>Today is church day!! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sermon was wonderfully shared and focused on Nehemiah Chapter 6 where my church pastor preached about guarding our personal walls. One of the phrases mentioned really struck me which goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We must &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEVER take our eyes off God&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and think that we can do it on our own. Then our walls will begin to crack (referring to the walls of Jerusalem that were taken over by the Babylonians)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Pastor went on to remind us that we should always &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;REMEMBER GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;for he has been our help which immediately reminded me of my previous post where I mentioned that if we remember God is bigger than our problem, we are comforted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord Jesus,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Forgive me for my lack of faith in you lately. Thank you for your faithfulness in carrying me through each day. Lord I want to continue to learn to put my faith in you, to trust you. Teach me, mold me. Make me more like you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The youth sang a song that speaks of the same message too.. I guess I really need to be reminded of the awesomeness of God.. Here its is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THROUGH IT ALL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are forever in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see me through the seasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cover me with Your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lead me in Your righteousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I look to You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I wait on You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sing to You, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A hymn of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;For your faithfulness to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm carried in everlasting arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll never let me go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hallelujah (4x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to those of you who needs a little EXTRA reminder like me.. God Bless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-3344065471172224535?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/3344065471172224535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=3344065471172224535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3344065471172224535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3344065471172224535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/gentle-reminder.html' title='Gentle Reminder.....'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-7842470234961075319</id><published>2011-04-09T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T06:51:06.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new leaf?</title><content type='html'>Regarding the title.. Why do we always say "turn over a new leaf"?? I mean when you turn over a leaf.. it just DOESN'T become new.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. To post proper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of my &lt;a href="http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/tired.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; before this, I need to address a few matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my post was very impulsive and reactive BUT, I do not regret it for I am but only human and no one was harmed (except probably for my ego..). Anyway, I had Bible Study for homegroup and we covered Nehemiah Chapter 4. From that chapter, the verse that popped up to me was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;After I look things over, I stood up and said to the nobles, the officials and the rest of the people, "Don't be afraid of them. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Remember the Lord, who is great and awesome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and fight for your brothers, your sons and your daughters, your wives and your homes." (Neh 4:14)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;Upon reaching this section of the passage for discussion, the Bible study leader commented something that struck me hard. And it sobered me from my anger over the previous post. This was he commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;When you see that God is bigger than your problems, you are comforted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Immediately my brain went "Wow.. Okay God, I get it.. I'm sorry... I should be better than this.. I'll power through the storm because you indeed are greater than my problem" It was a lesson learnt and I promise myself to be a little more accepting although personally I still think that the job distribution is a little unfair on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I guess if it doesn't break you, it MAKES you... and I have much to be thankful for that. Hence my title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Here's to all who have &amp;nbsp;experienced God knocking ever so gently on the door to remind us of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;HOW GREAT HE IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-7842470234961075319?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/7842470234961075319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=7842470234961075319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/7842470234961075319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/7842470234961075319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-leaf.html' title='A new leaf?'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-2486396596816328405</id><published>2011-04-07T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:28:42.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I received a new duty roster.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst thing is that its a new duty for me. So I now have to add on MORE work to my ever growing pile of work. Its just plain RIDICULOUS. There are so many other teachers that CAN be used for that duty and are MUCH MUCH more free (have less duties to hold) than me (and even have less teaching periods).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How am I going to be a good teacher and influence the students if more and more jobs keep coming my way and I have end up spreading myself TOO THIN (well weight and size is a different matter all together)??!! I made a promise to give the best to my students when I first joined the teaching force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How am I suppose to fulfill that promise if every time there is something new to do I'm thrown the duty?? Its really not fair. I know I'm suppose to rise and be the better person and accept it gracefully and be the nice person here. But... Right now steaming ears and pounding heartbeats infest my body to the point that I need to release them before I burst inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm SOOOOOO angry!!! (and I bet you all can tell that by the way I'm writing this post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.: If only solving this problem was as easy as just telling people to "get lost"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-2486396596816328405?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/2486396596816328405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=2486396596816328405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2486396596816328405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2486396596816328405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/04/tired.html' title='Tired..'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8942092881122568647</id><published>2011-03-21T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:06:24.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Features: Poem</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can read below, our church camp just ended and many were moved by the experience. Anyway, one of those impacted by it was a youth member and she wrote a poem from it. Although simple, the words moved me and I would like to share it here with you all (yes, I have asked for her permission =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;I Need You, O Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Release me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; O Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the sins of this world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me in your fortress,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May Your power upon me be hurled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Speak to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, O Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I yearn for Your voice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your words are like water,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With them I live, I rejoice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Touch me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, O Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Your everlasting love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the end of my days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's You I want to serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fill me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, O Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Your wondrous Spirit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lead me and guide me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day by day, bit by bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overpower me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, O Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With your endless grace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Against the Evil one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Help me win this race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, O Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bestow your favour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reign in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever and ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(c) Pan Eu Fern 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Beautiful right?? :) I'm so impressed with what she's written here and she's still SO Young!! Euffie dear, you've got an amazing talent for writing poems. Don't ever loose the passion. Love ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to all the poets and aspiring poets out there! Cheers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8942092881122568647?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8942092881122568647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8942092881122568647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8942092881122568647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8942092881122568647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/03/features-poem.html' title='Features: Poem'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-960123894812752153</id><published>2011-03-14T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:36:19.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear God</title><content type='html'>My church just finished our Church camp on Sunday. It was an incredible experience. There were many who personally encountered God and others who were challenged to rise up to the occasion. I personally was one of those who were challenged but at the same time received affirmation of the decisions that I'm making. As for the details, I would rather keep them to myself for now as I continue to seek God with my direction in life. But one thing that I want to share on is the theme of the camp which is "Fear God".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading my daily devotion book and (yes, I'm still in the book of Job) came upon the passage that amazingly talks about the greatness of God and how he is to be revered! Many times we the human race forgets that God is Almighty and Powerful. That He is the Supreme God that created us and can destroy nations if need be (Think about earthquakes, tsunamis, tornadoes, hurricanes, etc.). Yes, don't get me wrong. God IS our friend, our Father, and loves us dearly but many forget that God is also the ALL Powerful God that reigns from the heavens above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the passage from Job that is so appropriately fitted into the theme of the camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Listen! Listen to the roar of his voice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to the rumbling that comes from his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He unleashes his lightning beneath the whole heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and sends it to the ends of the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that comes the sound of his roar;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he thunders with his majestic voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When his voice resounds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he holds nothing back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God's voice thunders in marvelous ways;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he does great things beyond out understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He says to the snow, 'Fall on the earth,'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to the rain shower, 'Be a mighty downpour.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that all men he has made may know his work,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he stops every man from his labor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The animal take cover;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they remain in their dens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tempest comes out from its chamber,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the cold from the driving winds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The breath of God produces ice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the broad waters become frozen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loads the clouds with moisture;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he scatters his lightning through them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At his direction they swirl around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;over the face of the whole wrath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to do whatever he commands them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He brings the clouds to punish men,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or to water his earth and show his love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Great indeed is the Lord. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to all who attended the church camp with me.. Cheers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-960123894812752153?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/960123894812752153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=960123894812752153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/960123894812752153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/960123894812752153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/03/fear-god.html' title='Fear God'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-4424914090166984787</id><published>2011-03-07T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:33:57.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broadway: Run Away with me</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I run across random videos or songs that I really like and here is one of them. The song is titled; "Run Away with me" &amp;nbsp;and is sung by Aaron Tveit. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/61EL69OZSlY?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy singing actually guest starred in Ugly Betty season 4. Never thought then that he could sing so well. And also, after reading his biodata, he actually auditioned for the part of Finn on Glee.. Not bad... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. enough from me for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Here's to random video's on Youtube... you make me happy..Weee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-4424914090166984787?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/4424914090166984787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=4424914090166984787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/4424914090166984787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/4424914090166984787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/03/broadway-run-away-with-me.html' title='Broadway: Run Away with me'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/61EL69OZSlY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-6153739969376330946</id><published>2011-03-06T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:38:54.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most typical face on the planet</title><content type='html'>I thought this to be quite interesting :).. Have a great read y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From National Geographic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a world of 7 billion people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who is the most typical?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the world's most typical person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is right handed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makes less than $12,000 a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;has a cell phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but not a bank account (less than 25% of us do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so what does he &lt;i&gt;look&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The world's most typical person is male&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;males outnumber females (but just barely)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the median age of the world's population is 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the largest ethnic group is han chinese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;based on these traits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;typical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a 28 year old han chinese man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are over 9,000,000 of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;researches averaged 190,000 of their photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to create a composite image&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Aqx3DZS8HLs/TXNtx37F7aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/b0cH7F53zxY/s1600/typical+person.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Aqx3DZS8HLs/TXNtx37F7aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/b0cH7F53zxY/s320/typical+person.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah... but he won't be typical for long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by 2030, that person will come from India!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha!! Quite interesting eh! there is actually more to the video feed on the website which I've linked to the title. If you have time, have a go at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to us and out individualities! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-6153739969376330946?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/yblog_thelookout/20110303/us_yblog_thelookout/the-most-typical-face-on-the-planet' title='The most typical face on the planet'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/6153739969376330946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=6153739969376330946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6153739969376330946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6153739969376330946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/03/most-typical-place-on-planet.html' title='The most typical face on the planet'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Aqx3DZS8HLs/TXNtx37F7aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/b0cH7F53zxY/s72-c/typical+person.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-904775221450298719</id><published>2011-03-02T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:32:17.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Redeemer Lives</title><content type='html'>Am doing a devotion series that currently covers the book of Job and was struck by this passage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh, that my words were recorded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that they were written on a scroll,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that they were inscribed with an iron tool on lead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or engraved in rock forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that my Redeemer lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that in the end he will stand upon the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after my skin has been destroyed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet in my flesh I will see God;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I myself will see him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with my own eyes - I, and not another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How my heart yearns within me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Job 19 : 23 - 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How amazing to read the poetic scriptures as said aloud by Job! That thousands of years before the coming of Jesus as the Messiah, Job already foresaw it and declared of the Redeemer that lives, who is also our witness and advocate in heaven, and who is our intercessor where "on behalf of a man he pleads with God as a man pleads for his friend.(Job 16 : 21)" Amazing.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reading this passage reminded me of a song by Eugene Greco (made famous by Marty Nystrom):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, verdana, tahoma; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Redeemer lives,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;and I will see his glory&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;as he works all things together for my good -&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;whatever things occur, of this I can be sure:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I know my Redeemer lives.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Even though I walk through the valley,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;I will fear no evil,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;he is with me;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;and on the battlefield, although the pain is real,&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;my struggles soon will fade&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;as his glory is revealed.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;Eugene Greco&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;(C) 1995 His Banner Publishing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of the song (not original). Its not the best version of it but its the only one I could find in Youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6jOEOIhWcGU?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we're on the topic of My Redeemer Lives, here's another song with the same title sung by Nicole C. Mullen. The song is "attached" to an inspirational video of the famous father son team called Team Hoyt. Very inspiring indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zFVGdZOhlL0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all from me for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to those who are reading the book of Job (and have read it before...) Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-904775221450298719?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/904775221450298719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=904775221450298719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/904775221450298719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/904775221450298719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-redeemer-lives.html' title='My Redeemer Lives'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6jOEOIhWcGU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-4471584488088206230</id><published>2011-03-01T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T18:21:01.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my future daughter...</title><content type='html'>I joined an abstinence course a few years back and one of the activities that they made us do is to write a letter to our unborn child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to write to my future daughter :) I came across the letter that I wrote tucked in my desk drawer while cleaning it and wanted to share it with you all.. So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My dear daughter,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am now at a time in life where I'm being challenged to hold on to the truth. The truth of my values and beliefs as a woman. My dear girl, the truth of the matter is that you are more precious than you can ever imagine. The fact that you exist shows how important you are.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;As you now begin to embark on a journey of discovering who you are, let me tell you that when it comes to the matters of love, waiting for the right person is the best. Just as your grandmother waited for your grandfather and I, now waiting, &amp;nbsp;for your father, I pray that you too will wait patiently for God to provide you your love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Be wise too when in a relationship. Save yourself for your marriage. The first time should be the most special, where you give your virginity to only one person. &lt;u&gt;Your husband&lt;/u&gt;. Refuse all offers from men who do not respect you as a woman. Do not compromise your dignity but instead be proud of it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Always know that I LOVE YOU. DEARLY. DEEPLY. WHOLLY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Here's to my future child, I love you. And to my future husband, I'll be waiting ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-4471584488088206230?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/4471584488088206230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=4471584488088206230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/4471584488088206230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/4471584488088206230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-my-future-daughter.html' title='To my future daughter...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-2149466921149836990</id><published>2011-02-23T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T20:43:39.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of little things in life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That emoticon pretty much sums up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was witness to the power of friendship and love. A big statement for sure.. and bound to pound on the curiosity of the reader I bet *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the act to that claim was something simply.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ORDINARY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. yet to see it happen is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RARE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way to prepare for class today (Biology Lab to be exact) when I saw these group of students from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4S3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the other end of the lab building. They were a group of girls waiting at the ground floor end of the stairs. The girls were surrounding their wheelchair bound friend and were waiting for the boys in their class to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in the wheelchair was all smiles knowing that she had friends around her. She chit-chatted with them and I notice that the friends were carrying the girl's books for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the boys arrived (more like an army of boys.. hehe) and the girls went on ahead to the lab while now the group of boys surrounded her at all sides. AND as if it was so effortless, they carried her up the stairs (while she was still in the wheelchair!!) working together as a team. The boys who weren't carrying her directly formed a "cushion barrier" behind as support and in about one minute, they finished the task of carrying her to the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not once during that whole time did I see any one of them complain or show sour/long faces. My heart was deeply touched and at that moment I was so proud to be their teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so amazing how the good Lord shows me little gestures in life and remind me of the hope there is in a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who says little things in life don't count?? :')&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good. His love endures forever." ~Psalm 136:1~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;p.s.: Here's to those who have been witnesses of little miracles in life..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-2149466921149836990?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/2149466921149836990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=2149466921149836990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2149466921149836990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2149466921149836990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/02/of-little-things-in-life.html' title='Of little things in life..'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8764293477784627790</id><published>2011-01-12T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:37:18.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Short...</title><content type='html'>Last year, my school was shaken with the demise of 2 of our students. One in Form 5 and one in Form 4. As to how they passed on, I choose not to dwell and respect their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bring up the past when clearly its time to move on in this new year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on the birthday of my late father, my school is once again rocked with the news of one of my student in the I.C.U... A very sudden event that leaves students stunned to silence while others heartbroken. All this is evident on her facebook page. On Friday, the girl was fine and still her jovial self. She even met with &amp;nbsp;the principal to ask for a change in class. But over the weekend she contracted an infection in the brain and went into high fever. Her family brought her immediately to the hospital and went in for brain surgery. So far there is slight hope, as news of her although still unconscious, is responding slightly. The next few days are really critical as to whether she makes a full recovery or remains brain damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is always there because God is the God of miracles. (Lord, please remember the prayers of all those who are praying for her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena, here's to you. I pray that the Lord Almighty will heal you and you'll get well and live a long life ahead of you. One that is bright and filled with joy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8764293477784627790?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8764293477784627790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8764293477784627790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8764293477784627790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8764293477784627790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifes-short.html' title='Life&apos;s Short...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8437160905548757732</id><published>2011-01-01T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:23:57.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing other than best</title><content type='html'>I once watched an advertisement regarding a fashion reality show and the one line that got me was:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The biggest enemy of "BEST" is "GOOD"."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. The biggest enemy of 'best' is not 'worst' but 'good'... Just mediocre.. just enough to get by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question now is; "Why settle for good when you can be the best??" When reflecting on this sentence in my life, many thoughts come through my head. Am I at my fullest potential now? Is this what I want to do for the rest of my life? 32 more years to retirement.. is this what I want to settle for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through THE induction course a few weeks back really made me think properly. Do I see myself staying in school teaching Biology for the rest of my career?? Don't get me wrong. I LOVE teaching.. Let me stress it again. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;L.O.V.E. Teaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Its just that for those of you who have known me my whole life, my passion is in music.. In the arts.. I get by in science subjects achieving pleasing results when I need to. Basically just being 'good' in it. But when anything music comes up or even in any form of art (theater, musical, poetry, painting, sculpting, dancing, etc.) I believe the right expression to use is "shine".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yes. I shine. I feel my eyes light up when I scan through music sheets. When I attend the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra (MPO) I close my eyes and imagine myself dancing along with the notes of the music. I hear the rise and fall of the piece, the pain and joy of the composer, the anger and peace of the music. And when I'm in the arts, I'm at my BEST. Its my passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So where does this leave me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Do I;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- stay on for 32 years teaching Biology. Getting by with being GOOD and slightly above average in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- chase my dream, take the plunge, and be the BEST I can ever be, reaching my fullest potential?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the choice is mine. BUT, do I have the guts to go beyond settling with what I have? Do I go for nothing other than BEST??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I need your wisdom now more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to those who are at their fullest potential. Keep the fire burning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s: Even if we do settle for good, does not mean we only give good. The best should always be given in all situations. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8437160905548757732?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8437160905548757732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8437160905548757732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8437160905548757732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8437160905548757732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2011/01/nothing-other-than-best.html' title='Nothing other than best'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-5587336833154609409</id><published>2010-12-29T08:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T08:28:00.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future...</title><content type='html'>In this one week, no less then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;3 people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have asked me (talk about coincidence!!) about furthering my studies in Masters Degree. I've personally been avoiding this question hoping that I do not have to study anymore... (I kinda feel lazy..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe its the right step for me if I were to continue on in my career and develop myself. Question now is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;WHERE??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;WHEN??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;WHAT??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... Have been searching high and low for courses through the net... Some that spark interest. Others that just makes me want to think twice about what I'm doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the crossroads here... Really do not know what and how..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, give me wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: Here's to those who are taking their Masters or are considering it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-5587336833154609409?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/5587336833154609409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=5587336833154609409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/5587336833154609409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/5587336833154609409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/12/future.html' title='The Future...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-3129433920763336116</id><published>2010-12-19T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T13:00:53.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess (by Matthew Robinson)</title><content type='html'>This song found on Youtube is a treasure indeed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally, found a counterpart video named "Boyband" by the same writer and I had a field time laughing.. (If you want to see just search the name and the artist in Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the song that I want to draw your attention to is the one entitled princess. Very fun to watch and animated as well. And the words.... PRICELESS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this song is a summary of my childhood. Here it is:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;PRINCESS ~ by Matthew Robinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Ever since I was the age of 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I've had a quiet dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;That a man of worth on a great white stead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Would come and rescue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;See I wasn't under privileged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;My family was always with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;But instead of watching Sesame Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I had what some may call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A small obsessive urge for Disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Now please understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A magic carpet and a lamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Are accessories to treasure indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;So if you happen to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Aladdin's search of divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Pass his number on to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I think he lost mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;If I met a beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A hairy laud to say the least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Whose inner beauty made up for the smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Would it be too much for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;To get his dancing rockery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And have him turn out HOT as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Its only fitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Would it be so unconventional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;To want life to be two dimensional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Its not erotic, its melodic, it’s a state of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;If I met a king who was a lion who could sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I might try to wet his appetite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And with a crown on his head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And his lioness in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;He'd feel the love tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Once we were married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I could be a little mermaid in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And a have a daddy with a trident in hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And I could get the man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Sell my soul and wreck the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;He still would understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Its only justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Life would be so less deflated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;If it were a little more animated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I'll get my happy, get my sappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Any day of the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Disney princess always gets the pretty songs to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And all I'm asking for is the kind of love that's worth key changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;One girl left a slipper on a step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And a prince came running effortlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;But I could set glue, and leave a business card or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;He still would not find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;It isn't funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;But I can wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Even princess can relate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I'm sure he's running to me desperately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Till he arrives, I'll get my Disney from the store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Unwrap a box and spread them on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And pray to Walt that if won't be long before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A brand new Hercules, hits the screen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;Now, the lyrics posted my not be very accurate as it is based on my listening. Anyway, after listening to this song over and over again, it totally gave me the "Disney" urge and I actually watched Sleeping Beauty (yes the cartoon) on Youtube... The whole thing!! hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;Okay.. Here's the video for those of you curious enough to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_TIlG_DDQw?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_TIlG_DDQw?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.s.: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Here's to all our fun filled childhood. Never forget it.. Cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-3129433920763336116?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/3129433920763336116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=3129433920763336116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3129433920763336116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3129433920763336116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/12/princess-by-matthew-robinson.html' title='Princess (by Matthew Robinson)'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-6155958895002310187</id><published>2010-12-12T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T18:37:34.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allygator (via Phoebe Simon)</title><content type='html'>Recently, one of my youth members took a big step in life where she migrated with her mum to Down Under. It was a whirlwind of farewells (practically almost everyday) left and right, front and back, up and down (okay okay... you get the idea)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ally, I'll miss you sooooooo much and I know many friends that you've made along the years will miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of my youth members wrote a poem for her and I thought it very appropriate to share it here with you all (yes, I have asked for permission). So here it is:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Later, Allygator &lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;(by Phoebe Simon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was just in time,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that a year ago, I came to meet sunshine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She was the brightest thing ever,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A girl who moves mountains with her prayers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's a skill she perfected,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She puts smiles on everyone she affected.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's something about that bubbly nature of hers,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a known fact, Ally's highly infectious!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sure you know by now,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That I havent had enough of you,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your bright light and oh wow,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your funny language too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But now off you go,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To the land down under,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh love, dont you know?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's the right place for my allygator.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But please, dont you dare,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look back and start to tear,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it's a different jungle out there,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just remember, He'll never leave you astray.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now look out, world,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So amazed you'll be,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To see what you're about to see,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because here's a girl with a ton of strength,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our sweetest little Ally Eng.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So here's to you dearest Ally. Make the best of your stay there in Australia. I'm sure I speak on behalf of all that we'll be looking forward to your coming back HOME...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ciao.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;p.s.: Here's to all who are missing loved ones abroad. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-6155958895002310187?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/6155958895002310187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=6155958895002310187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6155958895002310187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6155958895002310187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/12/allygator-via-phoebe-simon.html' title='Allygator (via Phoebe Simon)'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-3591612322637995735</id><published>2010-11-14T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T06:29:02.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Chabo dearest...</title><content type='html'>For dearest friend who turns 27.. (that's one cool number yo....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today someone climbs a year,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And sets her life in gear,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dearest dearest friend, do not fear,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For here I'm going to make it clear:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your friendship to me is just so priceless,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love for you is just endless,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even if your looks and (*ahem*) body make me "jealous",&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christine dear, you are still so precious.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm really trying to say is,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A very blessed birthday sis,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have fun today, I beg you please&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And now, from me to you, a birthday kiss! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUAHKS!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love ya babes!! Happy birthday!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Here's to all turning 27 or have turned 27.. I'll be catching up soon!! ;) Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-3591612322637995735?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/3591612322637995735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=3591612322637995735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3591612322637995735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3591612322637995735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/for-chabo-dearest.html' title='For Chabo dearest...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-5396969886093247300</id><published>2010-11-10T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T20:21:54.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown begins...</title><content type='html'>The last of exams in school is over and I've also finished my marking as of today!!! YAY!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its just the countdown to the holidays... &amp;nbsp;Woot!!! 9 more days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... if only my induction letter would just come.. Then all will be perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster liaw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Here's to all other soon-to-be induction goers... Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-5396969886093247300?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/5396969886093247300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=5396969886093247300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/5396969886093247300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/5396969886093247300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/countdown-begins.html' title='Countdown begins...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-2626169074759629574</id><published>2010-11-08T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:30:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies Movies Movies...</title><content type='html'>Alright!! I have 3 on my list of must see movies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;LIFE AS WE KNOW IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqzjDrrZIdE?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqzjDrrZIdE?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;YOU AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1-UMzt9e34?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1-UMzt9e34?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No.3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;TAKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aGcGyYx3n4I?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aGcGyYx3n4I?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone up for it?? Let me know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Here's to all the movie-goers... ENJOY!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-2626169074759629574?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/2626169074759629574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=2626169074759629574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2626169074759629574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2626169074759629574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/movies-movies-movies.html' title='Movies Movies Movies...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-5012078694921135162</id><published>2010-11-07T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:08:54.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impromptu fun!</title><content type='html'>Was at choir, saw my mum talking to An.Karen Rose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shared a moment.. and laughed.. and my heart was moved.. I immediately went over and asked them to join us for dinner.. She said yes.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at venue was awesome!! (Saw other church members there too!!) A visit to Starbucks sealed the deal! (Caleb = Dark Mocha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tapau-ed" the coffee, went back home and had Wii session... INSANE!! &lt;i&gt;I nearly &lt;/i&gt;beat "Special Child" in baseball!! Hahaha... but it was an awesome night.. Totally unplanned and&amp;nbsp;spontaneous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life needs a little jolt. Thank you God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Here's to the Roses.. You guys are awesome...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-5012078694921135162?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/5012078694921135162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=5012078694921135162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/5012078694921135162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/5012078694921135162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/impromptu-fun.html' title='Impromptu fun!'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-148031045654943274</id><published>2010-11-06T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T12:40:08.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough...</title><content type='html'>I'm just tired... Off the chart tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give up.. Maybe I should just give up... Giving up sounds just so tempting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, give me strength...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-148031045654943274?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/148031045654943274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=148031045654943274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/148031045654943274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/148031045654943274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/enough.html' title='Enough...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-3160353371858855225</id><published>2010-11-05T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:56:55.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>Pain.. Hurt.. and Abandonment is what is felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friendship once filled with joy now is but a "hello" only... Laughter and shrieks that used to fill the void of conversations now filled with silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the agony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there is want of hope that all this is a just dream.. an imagination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Lord, let it not be true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-3160353371858855225?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/3160353371858855225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=3160353371858855225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3160353371858855225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/3160353371858855225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-316585788622154575</id><published>2010-11-04T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:30:54.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little indulgence...</title><content type='html'>:) Heya all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little indulgent post from me.. Have been watching &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0452046/"&gt;Criminal Minds&lt;/a&gt; on Fox Channel the past few weeks and over that period of time have started getting hooked to the show.. (i know.. Its one of my guilty pleasures.. hehe) AND.... I think one of the actors in it is "gorjus".. huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TNJunplDInI/AAAAAAAAAC4/CX37YniiOU8/s1600/criminal-minds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TNJunplDInI/AAAAAAAAAC4/CX37YniiOU8/s320/criminal-minds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my colleague about the "gorjus" actor and the both of us today went searching him up in google.. *grin*.. But even so, I like the show more.. Its really interesting how the police profilers solve the problem based on&amp;nbsp;behavioural action.. Quite engaging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a (*ahem!!*) nice photo of the actor.. Shemar Moore *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TNJotQE_kAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KB3uwGuEMNw/s1600/ShemarMoore2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TNJotQE_kAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KB3uwGuEMNw/s320/ShemarMoore2.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vero, this picture is dedicated to you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay... I guess that's enough indulgence for now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bye y'all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s. Here's to all Criminal Minds fans out there.. Take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-316585788622154575?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/316585788622154575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=316585788622154575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/316585788622154575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/316585788622154575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-indulgence.html' title='A little indulgence...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TNJunplDInI/AAAAAAAAAC4/CX37YniiOU8/s72-c/criminal-minds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-627088623625487957</id><published>2010-11-03T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T19:24:11.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breath of God</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, at my age you might think that you're wiser in years... (ahem!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then God brings me back down to earth through younger people whom share their random thoughts of the world and God... And many times, these youth show such wisdom beyond their years... Here's and example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;QUOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;''When God wants to turn a situation from despair to delight, all He has to do is&lt;strong&gt;BREATH&lt;/strong&gt;E into it. The aspirate (the letter ''h'' ) is inserted in Abram's and Sarai's names, thus indicating that the breath of God was at work. (unquote: He gave them a son when they were&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ancient.&lt;/strong&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;quote again: He does the same with the word ''impossible''. He breathes into it and it becomes ''Him-possible''.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- excerpt from&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Cover to Cover. Day 13.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I read that today and it really made me realise the&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;depth&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;of this little extracted note. All things are possible for God. All things. All. He only has to breathe and things will go His way. When I breathe, nothing much happens (except gaseous exchanges and the replenishing of cellular energy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But when He breathes, mountains tremble (I SAID MOUNTAINS TREMBLE!), oceans roar, the sick are healed, the wicked are removed, hope is restored. All things are possible for God.That is such a crazy, crazy, out-of-this-world, mind-boggling, heart-soaring statement but thankfully, it is also the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's too good AND it's true! So let's have a little more faith, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://seehowtheyshine.blogspot.com/"&gt;writer&lt;/a&gt; of this blog is not only young...But very very WISE... It really brings home the verse from Timothy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for believer in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity." -1 Timothy 4:12-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Here's to all the young people out there.. Be a great influence to those around you.. :) Take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-627088623625487957?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/627088623625487957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=627088623625487957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/627088623625487957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/627088623625487957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/11/breath-of-god.html' title='Breath of God'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-222882365999612462</id><published>2010-10-19T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:24:31.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakun Dam</title><content type='html'>Love this &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whereismypoodle.blogspot.com/2010/10/bakun-damned.html"&gt;POST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Love the author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please READ.. my EXACT sentiments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;p.s. For those who believe in the truth. Cheer&lt;/span&gt;s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-222882365999612462?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/222882365999612462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=222882365999612462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/222882365999612462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/222882365999612462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/10/bakun-dam.html' title='Bakun Dam'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-6505670459699317971</id><published>2010-10-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T23:50:52.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.10</title><content type='html'>I knew many people would make a big deal about this date because it was the "triple 10". Many we talking about getting married on this auspicious day and random posts on facebook showed that people really do take note of this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I personally didn't think much about it and didn't really want to associate with it at all. Then the news came. My long time &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/purplespirit"&gt;friend from UNIMAS&lt;/a&gt; days was proposed to by her boyfriend!! So I guess this day became special to me too!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-y3kpv36x-U"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; of the whole proposal was uploaded to YouTube and when I watched it, it brought me a little tears and suddenly had the urge to write her something. And so I did; here it is: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;For &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh! What a joyous day it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;To see my friend Grace in bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;One thing for sure I know is this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Dear Grace you've got your wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;At the dining table her hand lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;10.10.10 seemed like a normal day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Till the restaurant pressed the button "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Her eyes blossomed like it was the month of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The pictures popped up one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It reminded her of all the fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Then came these group of young guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;With bright smiles that outshine the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Balloons and cheers filled the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The MAN walked in without a fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;For he knew that this WOMAN he dearly cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Would forever now be his pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;With a bouquet of flowers he gave her a kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And took out a box and planted his knee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The face of the girl was full of glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Then came out the words "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marry me, Please?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The rest of the story is as they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I won't have it any other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;For Grace and Ah Fai made this their day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;On 10.10.10! Hip hip! Hooray!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;♥ Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I guess that's all from me for now. Congratulations again Grace :) So happy for you!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ciao.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s. Here's to all who have been engaged before or just did :) Cheers!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-6505670459699317971?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/6505670459699317971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=6505670459699317971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6505670459699317971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/6505670459699317971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010.html' title='10.10.10'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8540901376027588257</id><published>2010-10-07T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T22:26:58.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa...</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Clintz.R"&gt;one of my dear friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; posted on her Facebook page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"my dad sang me a lullaby thru skype.. huhu =( "&lt;/blockquote&gt;*Sigh *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my dad was still around to do that.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you daddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Here's to all who has lost their fathers. A hug from me to you. For those who still have their fathers. CHERISH every moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8540901376027588257?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8540901376027588257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8540901376027588257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8540901376027588257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8540901376027588257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/10/papa.html' title='Papa...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-1976962719551643259</id><published>2010-10-04T08:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T08:22:30.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraction 3</title><content type='html'>Hello people!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a new day, a new week at work (hmph!!) , but most importantly, a new post to write!! (yay!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, fine. Not exactly. Its another one of my extractions from my other &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. This time the post is a light one just to show how naturally clumsy I am :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;h2 class="title" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(189, 147, 79); font-size: 1.75em; line-height: 1.15em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 13px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 10px; display: block; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(53, 48, 42); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(27, 24, 20); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/2007/03/mah-poor-leg/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Mah Poor Leg…" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; color: rgb(189, 147, 79); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Mah Poor Leg…&lt;/a&gt; (March 16, 2007)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entrytext" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 2em; font-size: 1.1em; "&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Heya people..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;        Two weeks ago, I actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; down a flight of stairs near my hostel (yes I know.. clumsy me).. And me being me, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ignored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the fall and went on with life..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;        Now &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;two weeks after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the fall and with many jogging outings and tennis sessions, my leg decides to give me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It went numb! Mah poor leg!! (Fine.. it’s actually just my small toe on the right leg.. hee).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;        Anyway, since these few days I am in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 51); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I thought I had better get some help or proper treatment. So my friend’s mother brought me to the place where they have some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;herbal paste &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for injuries. I gave it a try but I don’t know how effective the medicine is… Can only update you the progress in a few days time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;        Here’s how it looks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;           &lt;a href="http://sazlasung.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/dsc02513_1.JPG" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; color: rgb(216, 215, 211); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img height="307" alt="Dsc02513_1" src="http://sazlasung.blogs.friendster.com/simplicity_is_always_best/images/dsc02513_1.JPG" width="409" border="0" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;    Funny huh? It looks like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"pau"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Don’t be alarmed, the brownish colour is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;blood.. It’s just the herbal paste.. Honestly, this is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 153); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first time &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my leg (sorry, i meant feet) has been bandaged up like that.. This in itself is an experience for me.. hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Okaylah, I guess I had better make a move.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;That’s all from me today.. Will be waiting for tomorrow morning to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unwrap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the bandage (Yay!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Take care,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Chao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-size: 0.8em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s: Here’s to all who has been injured, are injured and will be injured… greetings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those were the days I could actually play tennis and get injured from it.. But nowadays, my "trying to be fit" activities consists of swimming and dancing lessons.. A far cry from my tennis days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I don't mind it though. Learning dance has opened up a whole new world for me. Its simply amazing. You should try it too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the update, my lil' toe is doing absolutely fine.. And yes, I can feel it too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Here's to all who are trying new things in life.. Make it worthwile :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-1976962719551643259?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/1976962719551643259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=1976962719551643259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/1976962719551643259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/1976962719551643259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/10/extraction-3.html' title='Extraction 3'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8781664362671435690</id><published>2010-10-03T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:25:54.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative..</title><content type='html'>Recently,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two of my youth members had to complete a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for their English class. The teacher got the whole class to think of a word and write it down. One of them chose "DANCE", the other "AWESOME".. Outcome? Two very different poems that showed the creativity within them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this time around, I'm going to share the poem by the first girl. When I read through it, it exactly described my feelings about dance. (Recently I started taking classes and I'm really enjoying myself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, enough said, here is the poem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;DANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ~ by Pan Eu Fern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One and two and three and four,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What is it like on the dance floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Something quite different, unlike anything before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A whole new dimension to indulge and explore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dance is a passion, fueled by determination,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It’s more than just physical action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It stirs up the strongest of any emotion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;An art so special, no words can mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A step, a pointe, a twirl to the right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Movements precise, body firm and tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Of course, it can’t all be learned in one night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It takes time, and all of one’s might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A dancer’s balance and rhythm must be steady,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Her posture upright, she cannot appear lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You see, dancing ain’t all happy and smiley,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It takes a lot of hard work, it’s not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Discipline must come from within a dancer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;To master her steps, to do better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;That, with guidance from a gifted instructor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Even the most intricate dance she can master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But who am I to say all this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For I am but a mere novice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But I’ll show that I’m no immature miss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I can, and will, succeed in this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For I have found immense joy within my core,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;As if on fire, I crave for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I will keep dancing, even with knees sore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;To satiate my desire for dancing lore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful isn't it?? Such creativity at a young age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu Fern, you inspire me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p.s. Here's to all the aspiring dancers out there. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8781664362671435690?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8781664362671435690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8781664362671435690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8781664362671435690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8781664362671435690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/10/creative.html' title='Creative..'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-519356024766122611</id><published>2010-10-02T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T15:17:30.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run for the Nation (Sarawak Edition)</title><content type='html'>Heya..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a new day and lovely one at that.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a late start to the day, (woke up early, did some work then decided to sleep again, and woke up only at 12pm.. hehe) I'm back to my laptop writing this new post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My post today is focused on a special event happening in exactly one weeks time. (so excited!!) :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Run For Sarawak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This event is actually a National run that started in 2007 where Christians in Malaysia had a burden to pray for the country and paired it up with running to make it a special event. I joined the RunNat family last year (2009) as the Sarawak contact as they decided to make the run nationwide. It was SUCH an experience and now, I'm already helping out in 3 runs altogether, this upcoming run being the 3rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, this is what RunNat is all about:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 49, 50); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;RunNat… RunNat… RunNat… Not only had the sportsmen been talking about it since the first RunNat event in 2007, even God’s people are excited about it because Run For The Nation is the first-of-its-kind prayer event that combines the passion for running and the desire to intercede for our beloved nation. It’s the one thing that everyone can do together as family of God despite our age differences, background divergence and various personalities. In prayer, we are one in Christ. And through prayer, we can make a difference.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runforthenation.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/What-Is-RunNat.jpg" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img class="size-full wp-image-1080 aligncenter" title="What Is RunNat" src="http://www.runforthenation.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/What-Is-RunNat.jpg" alt="" width="594" height="120" style="text-align: left;border-top-width: 5px; border-right-width: 5px; border-bottom-width: 5px; border-left-width: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-right-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-bottom-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; display: block; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runforthenation.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/What-Is-RunNat.jpg" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Run For The Nation (friendly known as RunNat) is a single morning running event that sees Christians praying as they run throughout selected areas in the city or town where the event is held. The Runners are grouped into teams of three and each Team is required to cover a 5km run of a preselected route passing by homes, schools, commercial areas, government buildings, religious sites and other places of interest. As the Team runs, one will lead in prayer while the other two will agree. With the aim to cover most grounds, the Run adopts the relay style by using Prayer Cards in replacement of batons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-1081"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;In short, RunNat is about gathering God’s people to pray and intercede together for Malaysia by physically running across the areas which we pray for to bless the place with God’s blessing and anointing. We believe that this simple act of prayer will make a difference because our God is One who answers prayer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exciting stuff isn't it? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, next week's run is a special edition run for this year (The full scale run throughout Malaysia was done in May in conjuction with Global Day of Prayer). The run focuses on Sarawak. A team from West Malaysia is coming down to Kuching (WOOT!! WOOT!!) to join hands with the Kuching runners to pray for Sarawak and the current issues regarding this state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so honoured to be part of this event and I hope that you all will be too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who would like to take part, you can ask me more about this event through the comment box or come join the prayer group that will be held in conjunction with the run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFDsDCpzHKg?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFDsDCpzHKg?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Here's to all the RunNat family out there. Y0u all &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INSPIRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-519356024766122611?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.runforthenation.com/' title='Run for the Nation (Sarawak Edition)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/519356024766122611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=519356024766122611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/519356024766122611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/519356024766122611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/10/run-for-nation-sarawak-edition.html' title='Run for the Nation (Sarawak Edition)'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-8241895489220318074</id><published>2010-10-01T16:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:56:54.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraction 2</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like how the title is sounding like a sequel to a movie.. But it's far from that.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another post where I take a post that I really like from my other blog in an effort to combine both blogs for my readers to read:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This particular post I like it because it was true to my heart at that time when I was writing it. And when &lt;a href="http://seehowtheyshine.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;one of my youth member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came across it the other day she said it is exactly how she feels right now. It struck me how words written 3 years ago even though forgotten, can still impact others. And its mainly because of this I'm picking up blogging again. To make a difference...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I know that sounded a little ambitious and far fetched but hey, if I can help change one person or one person's thinking, I have change a part of the world.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, moving along, &lt;a href="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/2007/03/single-all-this-while/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is the post:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;h2 class="title" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(189, 147, 79); font-size: 1.75em; line-height: 1.15em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 13px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 10px; display: block; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(53, 48, 42); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(27, 24, 20); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/2007/03/single-all-this-while/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Single all this while?" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; color: rgb(189, 147, 79); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Single all this while?&lt;/a&gt; (March 15, 2007)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entrytext" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 2em; font-size: 1.1em; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;As of this year, I will be turning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;officially.. Not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but one day down the road this year &lt;img src="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;And as most people my age would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;understand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it is at about this time when the evermore famous question will start to come out…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 204); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;“So ah, any boyfriend yet?”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Is that all that can come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;across&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of generally almost everyone when I mention that I’m 22 going on 23? Is it? Where is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope of mankind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? (okay… that sounded a little bit &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toooo drastic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. hehe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;And then to make matters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 153); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the question &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;doesn’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just end there. It &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;continues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;with a string of other &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“investigative”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;questions…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;“So.. ah, any boyfriend yet? Who arh? When together? Settling down? Tell me everything ah!”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 153); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 204); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pumped&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; up about this question? Well, the other night ( I won’t mention &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I had a conversation with some people ( I won’t mention &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 204, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and they asked me the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; same question.. Of course not same words but the meaning is the same mah…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;So I answered them…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 204); "&gt;“I don’t have a boyfriend and I NEVER did have one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;They all (and there were quite a few of them) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;couldn’t believe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the words that were coming out of my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes people… I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. And I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; been single.. From the day I was born until now. (Sheish.. I sound like a desperate advertisement). What is sooooo hard to believe about that? Many people go through the same situation that I do.. Some of the people I talk to still believe that I am pulling their legs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, here is what I feel about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singlehood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the moment…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I’m not tied down with commitment which means that I’m able to move around quite flexibly without worrying about slowing people down or people slowing me down.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I’m still young and by being single a little longer, I’m able to make more friends and thus able myself to widen my “choices”.. Hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thirdly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, with my situation back home in Kuching, being single now is the best thing because I can put my full attention towards helping my mom look after my dad.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Lastly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this is the time where I can also focus on myself and get to know who I am and what I can be. To discover my potential on my own (of course have aid from above lar…).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;I’m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; saying that it is bad to be in a relationship. If you are in a relationship, good for you.. I’m also &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for you.. Is just that, I don’t understand why is it sooo difficult for people to believe that I have never had a boyfriend.. Its not that I don’t want… I do.. but just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay, enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 51); font-size: 0.8em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;p.s. Here’s to all single people (whether by choice or not), enjoy it while you can. Here’s also to those who are in a relationship, cherish every moment that you have. Take care.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*******************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, now at the age of XX, I'm still single but my stance has changed. I do feel that I'm ready for a relationship but I know that will come when God thinks its the right time. Till then, I'll just wait patiently :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.  Here's to those who are waiting for the ONE. Be patient. The Good Lord will provide. Take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-8241895489220318074?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/8241895489220318074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=8241895489220318074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8241895489220318074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/8241895489220318074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/10/extraction-2.html' title='Extraction 2'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-7311188092543341669</id><published>2010-09-28T11:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:12:46.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute..</title><content type='html'>When life throws you lemon, you make lemonade.. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I throw students Biology. They give me a birthday wish... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=622218381"&gt;student&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's one of the creative few in the class and can throw really random comments that will catch you off guard. Yesterday was my birthday. And recently I taught them about Digestive system and the organs that are involved in the process.. He basically used his KNOWLEDGE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the wish:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Happy Birthday Miss Sarah :) God has blessed you with 3 perfect pairs of salivary glands. Use it to proclaim His word"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;HAHAHAHA... I mean, how cute can Biology get?!! Apparently, very very cute.. So funny yet appropriate at the same time.. Totally brightened up my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who said getting older wasn't fun.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Here's to all celebrating their Birthdays.. Have fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-7311188092543341669?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/7311188092543341669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=7311188092543341669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/7311188092543341669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/7311188092543341669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/09/cute.html' title='Cute..'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-944826436011359456</id><published>2010-09-26T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:25:31.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraction... :)</title><content type='html'>Yes.. yes.. I know my title sounds like something that came out from the Chemistry text book... But before you close the window on this, my title really says what I mean.. (come on.. give it a read..)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as my last post said, I'm giving blogging another try, I thought, I should merge the information of my other blog here. As my computer skills is pretty much zilch (zero), I'll just extract the information in a copy and paste manner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be putting all of the posts here, but only bring your attention to certain ones that I think is important enough to be featured ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have a first hand view of it, go ahead and &lt;a href="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it from me for now, enjoy the reading below :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's one of  the first that I wrote when in UUM,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Date: March 11, 2oo7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Title: Joy...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sing along to this song if you know it… &lt;img src="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Joy of the Lord is my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Joy of the Lord is my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Joy of the Lord is my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Joy of the Lord is my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you want joy you must ________ for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you want joy you must ________ for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you want joy you must ________ for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The joy of the Lord is my Strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     This song has been in my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;music archive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ever since I was able to sing.. But although a childhood memory, it has never been so real to me as it is to me now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     The blank line that I placed in the song is usually changed according to the actions.. The usual words that fill it are: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i) shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ii) laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;iii) clap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;iv) jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Many more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; words can be used to fill it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why out of the blue this song? I don’t know..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What word would I use to fill in the blank?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PRAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; has always been my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in my spiritual life.. I admit it now. Openly to all of you.. I’ve at times slack so much in my prayer life that it makes me feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ashamed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;of myself.. I hold so much responsibilities in church, youth, school, at home and everywhere else but when it comes to the simple responsibility of praying, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;. All this while, I’ve been living such a lie.. Most of the time I pray for the sake of praying but without much participation in the prayer, making them just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mere, useless words&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     My current 10 month &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;detour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; to Kedah has taught me such importance of prayer.. Without prayer we are useless because the basic interaction between us and our Heavenly Father is stagnant.. When studying psychology and sociology we all know that&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;interaction and conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; is the basic necessity in every relationship. There is no difference when it comes to our relationship with God. He wants us to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;worship and commune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; with Him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boy, have I been ignorant about this all this while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     Looking back on the sermon given by&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Un. Thomas Chung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; a few days ago in Alor Setar really struck home as well.. He kept pounding on the verse Romans 8:26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Romans 8:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My dear friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;word of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; is.. There are nights here in Kedah that I do feel down and probably as bad as depressed. When hopelessness comes upon me, I would crawl onto my bed and curl up and just cry out Jesus’s name. Tears and sounds come out but not a word.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, I feel comforted.. I feel God’s presence.. I feel God holding me and cuddling me.. I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In such agony, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; prays for us. When we just do not know what to say, he says it for us.. He prays for us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dearest everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel a burden to share this with everyone. Let prayer become a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in our life. Someone once mentioned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“Martin Luther prays for three hours.. I will never pray longer than half an hour but I will never go for more than half an hour without prayer.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wonderful words that we should keep at heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Take care all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God Bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s: Here’s to all who needs a little encouragement; God Bless. May the Joy of the Lord be our Strength. &lt;img src="http://sazlasung.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-944826436011359456?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/944826436011359456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=944826436011359456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/944826436011359456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/944826436011359456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/09/extraction.html' title='Extraction... :)'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-2477689116743410249</id><published>2010-09-23T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T06:30:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes? No? Why, of course!!</title><content type='html'>Hey all...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to give blogging a try again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dipping my toes into unknown territory again.. Have updated the layout of my blog.. More will be coming soon!! Can't wait for the outcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Here's to second chances..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-2477689116743410249?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/2477689116743410249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=2477689116743410249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2477689116743410249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/2477689116743410249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2010/09/yes-no-why-of-course.html' title='Yes? No? Why, of course!!'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-114563391311837507</id><published>2006-04-21T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T06:31:08.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeter by the day...</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt; is near... It gets '&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sweeter&lt;/span&gt; by the day'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 21st of April and I have &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; rid myself of two exam papers. One more to go... *&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's paper was....how do I put it.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WEIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Not so much the question but how I felt about it. Its been a long time since I really answered proper &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;essay questions&lt;/span&gt; ( my lecturers are generally lazy to mark essay questions with exception of one or two)... and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, I received 4 LONG essay questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Total marks were 100&lt;/span&gt; and question four was worth &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;50 marks&lt;/span&gt;! Can you imagine the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;horror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that went through my head as I read the total marks? I couldn't believe me eyes.... Thinking back to the notes of my lectures, there really wasn't much to study... And there it was before my eyes. an essay question that &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blows my mind beyond recognition&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through the questions one by one... And one by one my mind came up &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt;.. I thought I was in for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DOOMSDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;.... (is that how it's spelled?) Then the lecturer mentioned one thing that kept my hand writing till I couldn't anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"JUST write..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 'just write' I did (as al did many of my friends).... Until now, I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;do not know&lt;/span&gt; what I have written nor remember it... All I can remember was that my hand was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;flying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all over the pages filling it with words.. I hope that i amidst all those &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;gibberish &lt;/span&gt;I would have hit a point or two... And this is where I ask for&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; God's intervention&lt;/span&gt;... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I have done as best as I could. I shall now focus on my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Final year project report&lt;/span&gt; which is to be handed up on the 26th and my&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; last paper&lt;/span&gt; on the 25th... I hope I can manage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this enough updates for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, and God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. To other students; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;past, present and future&lt;/span&gt;, here's to those papers where we always feel confused about. Without them, life would be boring.. Haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-114563391311837507?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/114563391311837507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=114563391311837507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114563391311837507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114563391311837507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2006/04/sweeter-by-day.html' title='Sweeter by the day...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-114524236613323528</id><published>2006-04-17T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:52:46.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure....</title><content type='html'>Just finished a&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;weekend... &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easter weekend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today it is &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;official&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... My &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are starting in a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;few hours time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... And yet, I'm still sitting here typing on my blog... (This is sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I still can't get over the fact that I will be &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finishing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my degree course in &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 weeks time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... But still there is a chance that I might fail a subject and have to repeat.... that would be my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;worse case scenario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... Aaahhh!!!!! God please help me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to write actually... I guess it is just &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nerves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..... Have to calm them down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, I guess that is all for now.. Take care and God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: A shout out to all &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Malaysian University Students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who sitting for their exams this two weeks... all the best to you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-114524236613323528?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/114524236613323528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=114524236613323528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114524236613323528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114524236613323528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2006/04/pressure.html' title='Pressure....'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-114493019549374067</id><published>2006-04-13T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T20:09:55.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>As I was walking down life's highway many years ago, I came upon a sign that read &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven's Grocery Store.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When I got a little closer the door swung open wide&lt;br /&gt;     And when I came to myself, I was standing inside.&lt;br /&gt;     I saw a host of angels.&lt;br /&gt;     They were standing everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;     One handed me a basket and said "My child, shop with care."&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;a human needed was in that grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;     And what you could not carry, you could come back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     First I got some &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patience&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was in that same row.&lt;br /&gt;     Further down was &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Understanding&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     You need that everywhere you go.&lt;br /&gt;     I got a box or two of &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wisdom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;a bag or two.&lt;br /&gt;     And &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of course.&lt;br /&gt;     I would need some of that too.&lt;br /&gt;     I couldn't miss the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holy Ghost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, It was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;     And then some &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strength&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Courage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to help me run this race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My basket was getting full but I remembered I needed &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;     And then I chose &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salvation &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for Salvation was free.&lt;br /&gt;     I tried to get enough of that to do for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;     Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill.&lt;br /&gt;     For I thought I had everything to do the Master's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As I went up the aisle, I saw &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and put that in,&lt;br /&gt;     For I know when I stepped outside I would run into sin.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;were plentiful, the last things on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were hanging near so I just helped myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Then I said to the angel "Now how much do I &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;owe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;     He smiled and said "Just take them &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everywhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you go."&lt;br /&gt;     Again I asked "Really now, How much do I owe?"&lt;br /&gt;     "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;," he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"God paid your bill a long, long time ago."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ANONYMOUS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Easter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-114493019549374067?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/114493019549374067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=114493019549374067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114493019549374067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114493019549374067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-114484901657698086</id><published>2006-04-12T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:36:56.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A taste of adulthood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;... the day I dreaded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did fine actually.. :) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Managed&lt;/span&gt; to hand in my C.V to my faculty and also my final year project draft to my lecturer.. So I'm fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my friends told me there was going to be an interview session by &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nestle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (yes Milo, Maggi, Nestum, Nespray, Nestea, NesVita, etc....) for Managerial training program. They were all going to give it a try for fun. So there I was, begged by my friends to join in the group. I mean, I did get my C.V done so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why not right&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt; ran through my head.. My very &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; interview!!!! Not expecting anything, but a little experience that would really be a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;great exposure&lt;/span&gt; to my future job applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;interview room&lt;/span&gt;, was asked to fill in a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOOONNNNGGGG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; form only then was I sitted down. I was third in row after my fellow coursemates. There was three booths altogether so the three of us went first. After the interview, I discussed with my coursemates what was asked and the three of us had &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other two coursemates said that their interviewers were the ones talking while they listened.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Guess what&lt;/span&gt;.. I was interviewed by the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chairman!!!! (Human Resource Director!!!)&lt;/span&gt; Aaaarrrghh!!! I personally had a scary time.. My interviewer had such a big presence that I actually felt &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;very small&lt;/span&gt; sitting across him. (And I'm a relatively &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me on my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;credits&lt;/span&gt; and on my claims that I've held several &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;posts&lt;/span&gt; in clubs. He also asked on what my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;expectations&lt;/span&gt; were if I were to work in Nestle. Other then that he gave me a CBI session (Competency something something). Was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;too intimidated&lt;/span&gt; to really hear anything.. And finally he ended the interview by giving me a little &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;advice&lt;/span&gt; on interviews and what to expect from other future interviews ( I told him this was my first interview).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was an &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;experience to remember&lt;/span&gt; and to gain from. I lost nothing but I had a brush with adulthood. I learned that I may be 21 but I am &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;very far&lt;/span&gt; from being prepared. If this is just a little taste of what I'm going to get in the future, I better start getting ready....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is it for now, take care all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Too all those who are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;stepping into the real world&lt;/span&gt; and going through the interview phase, All the best to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-114484901657698086?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/114484901657698086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=114484901657698086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114484901657698086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114484901657698086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2006/04/taste-of-adulthood.html' title='A taste of adulthood...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-114451206561249952</id><published>2006-04-08T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:01:13.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down...</title><content type='html'>Remember in my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where I mentioned a list of things that were trials to me?? Well.... &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erased&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... therefore the title :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed in my assignment this week and all I have to do now is just concentrate on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Final Year Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and my exams... But who am I kidding??!!! Just? I have to hand in m first draft in 2 days time. What have I done? Hmm.... ( Had better not reveal just in case...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's even worse is that my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faculty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had to add to my already impending list.. (is that the right way to put it?) Yesterday, my faculty called me up to tell me to hand in my CV or short for &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curriculum Vitae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to them by &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. For what reason you ask? Well, that is for you and me to find out because I do not know myself.... Time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along, today I made my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passport photo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it turned out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;much, much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; better then my IC did. I had a great laughing session with Su Yin today. We both compared how we look in our photos over the years. I'm still&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; laughing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just at the thought of it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have nothing else to say for now... My head is just to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dizzy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking about what to write for my report.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday Dateline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... aaahhhh!!!!! (Brings full meaning to the song &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manic Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, that's all for now. Take care all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brian &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(brother), this post is dedicated to you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (a little late la but nevermind..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-114451206561249952?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/114451206561249952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=114451206561249952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114451206561249952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114451206561249952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-down_08.html' title='One down...'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-114346808168187546</id><published>2006-03-27T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:01:22.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;countdown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me has started. Countdown to the finish line. The &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;end &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last lap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The little light of hope down the tunnel becoming Bigger, &lt;strong&gt;wider&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;brighter&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from where I am, to the end, trials will come my way. Trials in the form of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Final Year Project Thesis&lt;br /&gt;2) Final Year Project Presentation&lt;br /&gt;3) Analisis of data for project&lt;br /&gt;4) An assignment worth 20% (so much!!!)&lt;br /&gt;5) Three gruesome days of exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar anyone? =) Yeah, its coming to the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;end of my degree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i just need to tie up loose ends here and there before I can call myself a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;graduate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I know, for those who has gone through it, you guys may be laughing at me but for me at this moment, finishing my degree is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially finish on the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th of May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where I have to hand in my final draft of my thesis. Unofficially i do not know how long my lecturers will keeping us. I hope not too long.. I can't believe that after &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of studying including 3 years of kindy I finally receive one certificate that says that I have received a degree. Phew!!! Sure took me a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looonnnggg &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's if my thesis is approved. Should I fail any subject or ruin my thesis, I would have to extend my studies. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lord, HELP ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end, just want to show you a little picture of a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bearded pig &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in BAKO National Park. Went for a little class trip a few weeks ago. Byes for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/468/1691/320/DSC02100.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s To all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;final year students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wherever you are, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-114346808168187546?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/114346808168187546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=114346808168187546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114346808168187546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/114346808168187546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2006/03/countdown.html' title='The countdown'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-113625715720980266</id><published>2006-01-03T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:59:17.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bump to begin with</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Many&lt;/span&gt; of you have been &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;wondering&lt;/span&gt; where I've been. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for my absence. Since I started my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;final year&lt;/span&gt; in uni, life has been as hectic as can be. (I can't imagine when I work next time)...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Currently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my final year project is taking up lots of time and when I finally touch down at home, I'm &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;too exausted&lt;/span&gt; to even on the laptop and start typing.. With my final tear coming to a closure (in a few months), the work load has&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; gone up a notch&lt;/span&gt;. Baggy panda eyes show clearly... *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      But I will &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;try &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my best to update the blog as much as possible. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;No promises though&lt;/span&gt;. Personal thanks to all that have linked me and waited patiently for posts to come out. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*sheepish smile*.&lt;/span&gt; To the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;expert bloggers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can you please leave notes for me on: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      i) how to add in chatterbox&lt;br /&gt;      ii) how to link friends blogs to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       That's it from me for now. Have a lunch date with my coursemates and then off to class. Another day in &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;UNIMAS&lt;/span&gt;.... tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-113625715720980266?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/113625715720980266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=113625715720980266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/113625715720980266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/113625715720980266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2006/01/bump-to-begin-with.html' title='A bump to begin with'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-113045866222091874</id><published>2005-10-28T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T08:17:42.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>Yeah I know my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;titles&lt;/span&gt; do sound as if I'm writing a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt; but hey... My life is a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;story&lt;/span&gt; right? So a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;storybook&lt;/span&gt; I shall write. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         But &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; I do go on to any ramblings, I would like to &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;address&lt;/span&gt; one issue first. The issue of concern for me right now is "&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;snatch thief-ing&lt;/span&gt;". Just last Sunday, a dear, dear friend of mine was victim to such &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unscrupulous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; crime. Can you imagine the fear that would run through her for many years to come? I can't believe some people can be so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;brainless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. People have lives too. What if someone did the same thing to your girlfriend or wife? Would you think that is right? I seriously &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Anyway, I thank &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for interfering with the matter and my friend escaped with minor bruises and her handbag (the thieves only managed to snatch her strap). Her fiance who happened to be visiting during this weekend I heard was also a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;. Cheers to you, mate! All in all, this incident has given me &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mixed feelings&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Glad&lt;/span&gt; that everyone is alright but &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;dissapointed&lt;/span&gt; that the town I call home is such a dangerous place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Still saddened by this, I think I will continue my introduction &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;another time&lt;/span&gt;. Take care all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Here's to all my &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;friends from UNIMAS&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy the stidy weeks. One week is almost up! ONe more to go. And also a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy Raya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Deepavali&lt;/span&gt; to those celebrating. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;God Bless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-113045866222091874?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/113045866222091874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=113045866222091874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/113045866222091874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/113045866222091874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2005/10/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17522497.post-112858321923907039</id><published>2005-10-06T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T15:20:19.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a new chapter..</title><content type='html'>Welcome one, Welcome all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          This is my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;very first&lt;/span&gt; post in my blogger.com blog. I'm exicited for what this blog will turn out to be.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;           First things first.. You guys might wonder why the blog title?? Well, I'm half &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lun Bawang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (a community in the deep regions of Borneo) and half &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (thus the Chinatown..). Just for general knowledge, the Lun Bawangs are indigenous people from the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Land of the Hornbills&lt;/span&gt; otherwise known as &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sarawak&lt;/span&gt;. Sarawak is situated in the island of Borneo which on the other hand has a very well known reputation for head hunters. But all that is in the past :) Sarawak now is such a lovely place which has a touch of both worlds where development meets environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           So just for an introduction, this post is for &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all bloggers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I have another &lt;a href="http://sazlasung.blogs.friendster.com/simplicity_is_always_best/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; which I used for understanding how blogging works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17522497-112858321923907039?l=sarahlasung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/feeds/112858321923907039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17522497&amp;postID=112858321923907039' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/112858321923907039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17522497/posts/default/112858321923907039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahlasung.blogspot.com/2005/10/beginning-of-new-chapter.html' title='The beginning of a new chapter..'/><author><name>Saz_lasung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10252616595450777139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZVdPh6gh6do/TJstvlPVwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lhM_m6bs3Y/S220/29063_133909013287983_100000066541826_365742_3862840_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
