<?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-11002903</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:55:11.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*KeeP ShiNinG*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-1568285799855452307</id><published>2009-07-05T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:37:11.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fruitful Week</title><content type='html'>It has come to the end of the last week of my school term break. And i think that i have had a fruitful week - spending time with my mum (accompanying her to SGH, shopping with her, meeting cell members and friends, reading a book).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there was a balance in time management - spending time at home and meeting people at night, or vice versa. Well, my mum is going back to work tomorrow as well. This is my last hols im gonna have before starting work next year. i'd be graduating end of this year. indeed, time really flies! i really enjoyed the hols ever since poly days - &lt;strong&gt;i dont even have to worry about finishing homework and studying for next sem modules.&lt;/strong&gt; That's what true HOLS really means! haha. I've never regretted going to poly. i had learnt life lessons which JC would never be able to provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short, i really miss the days in Jurong. i used to stay there when i was borned all the way to primary days. The wind there is so much cooler, unlike Tampines. All u feel at tampines is heat and more heat. Somehow, i have the strong urge of moving back. haha.. though the possibility is very low. You know something: Jurong is so much bigger than Tamp - Jurong East, Chinese Garden (still Jurong EASt), Lakeside (Jurong West), Boon Lay (further down of Jurong West)! I went visted my primary school child care centre. I found out that my teachers are still there - even before i was PRIMARY ONE!!! That's like 14 years ago! They were very surprised to see me, and couldnt really recognised me cos i really changed alot - physically, facially, and internally (character and conduct)! I must acknowledge that it MUST DEFINITELY be the call of God for the teachers. It's a christian organisation, with a family service centre too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to add, exploring science centre really makes one even smarter and more knowledgeable. i used to go there everyday when i was in primary school cos my school is just 5 min walk away from science centre. the last time i've been there was primary 6. i wont say how long is it cos i wont want to reveal my age openly. HAHA! U'd be amazed how your mind would be exposed to the possibility of looking at things from different angles. It'd definitely change your perspectives in life. I dont mind going science centre again. haha. i will upload the pics soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep early to rest my tired eyes. I have lessons from 3.30-6.30pm everyday - such a disgusting timing right? its like the middle of the day, which somehow would cause you to waste your day unless you have proper time management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-1568285799855452307?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/1568285799855452307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/1568285799855452307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2009/07/fruitful-week.html' title='A Fruitful Week'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-8745009978954440079</id><published>2008-11-22T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:45:54.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are times where people may pissed you off&lt;br /&gt;and do things that are really ridiculous and unpleasant,&lt;br /&gt;but will you still love them unconditionally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leader doesnt mean that he/she has the right to demand his/her rights from the people around him/her.&lt;br /&gt;A leader should bring others to a higher plane where a clearer perspective can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;Leaders have different styles of leading, some right and some wrong (subject to one's conscience). What is right to one may not be right to another.&lt;br /&gt;But well, at the end of the day, all of us are accountable to God for the things we have done and have not done on Judgment Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is coming where we need to make a stand and be the different, and the difference is none other than LOVE. Not human nor temporal love, but love that is eternal that is unconditional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-8745009978954440079?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/8745009978954440079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/8745009978954440079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-are-times-where-people-may-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-252606263964954281</id><published>2008-11-20T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:00:46.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Difference be LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have had the right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To stand and fight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it would have still been wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've had the chance to prove &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A hurtful truth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to let it go and just move on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause there's a gift called grace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's captured my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though the way of the world is power and pride &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be different, Jesus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be tender with mercy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guiding all I do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when others talk about me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it be because I am different &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the difference be love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me have the kind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of heart that shines &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The light and shows you're real &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And where hope is dim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And fear sets in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will you use me Lord to help and heal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want wealth or fame &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To define the life I live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh let me be known &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For what I give &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be different, Jesus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be tender with mercy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guiding all I do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when others talk about me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it be because I am different &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the difference be love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every day is a chance to serve You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By caring for someone else &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will make the choice to surrender &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And not live for myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be different, Jesus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be tender with mercy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guiding all I do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when others talk about me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it be because I am different &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the difference be love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-252606263964954281?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/252606263964954281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/252606263964954281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Let the Difference be LOVE'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-5306470181190845616</id><published>2008-10-01T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T02:22:47.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iceskating at Kallang Leisure Park</title><content type='html'>Today was my first time iceskating in the entire history of my life. And the best part was that i have learnt how to skate, and i only fell thrice! Yippee! :)&lt;br /&gt;The cell was there to celebrate Gaby's birthday. Her dad actually paid for our entrance fees and provided us with dinner. Well, it was extremely awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I think skating is about balancing yourself, having the momentum and being garang in being daring to fall. I mean that was how we all learnt to walk - through several falls. Being afraid to fall in the midst of trying to skate quickly, I tried very hard to maintain my balance or grab the nearest railings whenever i was about to fall. I think i was like a humpty dumpty trying to balance himself. Those were the unglam moments of me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I feel satisfied with my accomplishment! I got to learn to skate in like less than an hour? But I’m really considering if i should skate in future when i look at my recent huge injury near my ankle. The injury wasn’t caused by the fall. It was actually due to the pair of skating shoes that i wore. I think i exerted too much strength on my legs that it kept rubbing on the shoes. And I tot it was just a minor blister until I got home. To my horror, quite a big patch of my skin was torn. It's not the kind of normal blister. Cos i would usually burst the blisters. Now, the skin is gone, and what i can see is a big white portion of flesh. And I have similar injuries on both legs. They look really ghastly. It's like years since i had bad injuries on my legs. When i was younger, i was very prone to falls. I would like fall almost every week... Well, I was skinny but clumpsy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that the yellow lotion in my house has just expired. Argh!!! I really wonder how I’m gonna slp tonight cos i usually sleep sideways. Thus, the injury would be rubbing on my bedsheet. Ouch, It really hurts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-5306470181190845616?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/5306470181190845616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/5306470181190845616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2008/10/iceskating-at-kallang-leisure-park.html' title='Iceskating at Kallang Leisure Park'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-3858854745439354837</id><published>2007-11-01T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:41:18.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Month To Go!!!</title><content type='html'>The end of this week marks the end of 2 months of internship. 1 more month to go. YAY!! I would be transferring dept real soon, something of more relevance to my course of study. I have 1 more month to gain more experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though what I have been doing is quite mundane, staying in IT dept for 2 months has been good. The work environment is kinda good, unlike other companies with so much politics. Guys just dominate the IT dept. There are only 3 ladies in that dept, and the rest are guys. Somehow, I prefer working with guys instead of ladies. Perhaps it is the bad past experiences I had with female supervisors. Though I am a female myself, I generally find that female supervisors are so picky and so hard to please. They would just find faults in every area. It is not that guys do not want excellence in their work, but they just show more mercy as compared to ladies. Humans make mistakes. Male supervisors would inform you of your error and warn not to repeat them in future. Some female supervisors would jump into conclusions, and scold instead of informing first. They just don’t apply the hot stove rule in discipline, a concept learnt in HR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case there are some who would be quick to retaliate and state their views, just to let you know, these are some of my experiences I have encountered and observations that I have concluded. Perhaps, there are nice female supervisors out there whom I have not met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys in the IT dept are so filled with lameness. Coldness of jokes can just float around in the dept. I guess this is one of the best working environment I have encountered. Not because of guys, but that the people here are friendly and do not have politics like other companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in the IT dept can get quite busy and mundane at the same time. There are some days where there are only a few cases to solve. And the thing is, you don’t need a diploma nor degree to do the work that I am doing. If you are customer oriented and can handle demanding candidates, then this position is quite suitable for you. However, this position has already been taken up. Kelly has hired a contract staff to do the work that I am doing already. Thus, I can change dept real soon. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be transferred to the marketing or recruitment dept. YAY!!! It’s somewhat different from what I am doing now. I would go crazy if I were to stay on this job for more than 3 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of the “nothing-to-do” days. Not that I do not have anything to do, but just that I have lesser. The new staff has more or less gotten the hang of handling Esolutions already. Thus, I can go with no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the pictures that I have taken 2 days ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127756680653063474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="215" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RylziHT2RTI/AAAAAAAAACk/H4jUAMJ9VlE/s320/Panasonic%2520HP_1.JPG" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127756843861820738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RylzrnT2RUI/AAAAAAAAACs/zNxktnTkZZA/s320/PAN_2.JPG" width="292" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127757655610639698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/Ryl0a3T2RVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xg_faNii1ps/s320/PAN_3.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127757784459658594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/Ryl0iXT2RWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OV0i0y61CTU/s320/PAN_4.JPG" width="309" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127758037862729074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/Ryl0xHT2RXI/AAAAAAAAADE/tl6EKzyjT_I/s320/PAN_5.JPG" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was simply bored, and couldnt do much things in front of my desk.Not very nice if i surf the net or read the newspapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-3858854745439354837?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3858854745439354837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3858854745439354837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-more-month-to-go.html' title='One More Month To Go!!!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RylziHT2RTI/AAAAAAAAACk/H4jUAMJ9VlE/s72-c/Panasonic%2520HP_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-8918656377466060710</id><published>2007-09-17T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:42:37.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internship</title><content type='html'>I’m still trying to get used to waking up early in the morning just to go to work. The habit of sleeping early and waking up early have to be cultivated once again. It has been ages since I have woken up so early – 6.30am!!! If only I could study and not do this attachment. But to face up to reality, I have to complete this attachment in order to graduate. Rushing to work has been a routine since last Wednesday, when I first started work. Staying in the office from 8.30am – 5.30pm is really tiring. I really dreaded going to work. But I still have to shine wherever I go. I still have to By the time I get home, I only have a few hours left before I have to get ready to sleep for the next day. Even if I cant sleep, I still have to force myself to so that I wouldn’t go to work with panda eyes the next day. I really wonder how the working people are able to wake up so early and going so late without feeling that tired. Perhaps, they are already used to that routine already. Talking about the work environment? It has been good so far. The people there are kinda friendly. I heard from many during my training that my workplace is very peaceful, unlike the rest of the department. When I first went there on Thursday, it was exactly like what they had mentioned. They seemed to speak in some lingo I do not understand. But after better understanding of my colleagues for a few days, I think they are alright. Today was the first time I saw James in my office. When we talked, the rest of them thought that he is my big bro. Actually, James is alright and not as bad as others might think. Well, to cut the long story short as I am going to bed real soon, the following is a brief account of what happened last week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 September&lt;br /&gt;I thought the cell had forgotten my birthday. We had dinner at century square. Just when we were waiting for others to come, Eunice appeared. Something was fishy…what was she doing with my cell? Not that I do not welcome her but how did she know that we were there? okay… so she was there to celebrate my birthday too. =) Can u imaging the Serangoon guys coming to Tampines? Thanks guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Sept&lt;br /&gt;Anybody remembers what day is it? MY BIRTHDAY!!! Sadly, it was the first day of my internship. I still had to wake up early at 6.30am to go to work. There was a mini breakfast for the 4 interns who would be joining Kelly till 30 November. After that, we had trainings for the rest of the day. knocked off at 5.30pm!!! couldn’t wait for that moment to come.&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner at Fish and Co with my mum. We had 10% discount since it was my birthday. Managed to get a new pair of shoes as the old one was going to spoil soon and it was giving my feet some problems. I did not manage to get any top as yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-8918656377466060710?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/8918656377466060710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/8918656377466060710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/09/internship.html' title='Internship'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-1924220764340294453</id><published>2007-08-14T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T03:59:28.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait to get back to sch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have not been out of house for 2 weeks!This is due to the chicken pox. I really have no idea where I got it from. Perhaps someone inconsiderate went out of the house when he/she is still recovering from chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is rather frustrating to have pox a week before the event that I was supposed to execute as a school project. I was a logistics head committee. I have no idea why. Still, with all my hard work and all, I couldn’t be there at the museum on the event. I had made so many trips to the museum weeks and months before the event to prepare just for the one day of execution. But sad to say, I was not there. I had to delegate everything that I was handling to my other team members. I still had to make sure that things get done excellently in the logistics side. There were so many things to undone when I was at home. I had to coordinate with the contractor and stuff like that at home.&lt;br /&gt;However, It’s all over already. Forget about the frustrations. I get to have a break from school projects, assignments, lectures and tutorials. Come to think of it, I don’t really get a break from that. I had to do HR report several times. Our group wanted to recommend gain sharing to the company. But we were hinted by our tutor the day before our submission, 7 Aug that it was better to recommend profit sharing instead. Thus, I had to change the whole report in less than a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all that, I get to sleep more. Yippee! For all the days of sleepless nights…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Free meals provided. My aunt came to bring food everyday. She brought so much food, even sweets. Those that I can eat, in case I get sick of the food. My grandma even said that she looks after me better than my mum. Haha…Free house cleaning… Haha. =) My grandma and her maid came over to my house. But I couldn’t eat much. It’s rather torturing. Cant eat tidbits, seafood, cucumber, ikan bilis, eggs, chicken, nuts of whatever kind, pineapple, sesame, etc. The list goes on and on…My mum suggested me eating porridge with cai xin everyday! Argh !!! I would look more like a sick patient in the hospital. Plain food everyday. My grandma and her maid went home on Saturday. So all I had on Monday was 2 packets of plain biscuit. There wasn’t any food that I can eat at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have gotten pics of the event! YaY! But too bad I wasn’t there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our very own chair and vice chair person. Thanks to their leadership, that the event was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098264826757436898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCs2SG-1eI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZRbRKdZfPrk/s320/chair_vice+chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backdrop which costs $350. The words "Happy 42th birthday" and pic of the museum are designed by us. The rest decorated by the visitors. Cheers to the programming committee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098265135995082226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCtISG-1fI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CZzJaaPMWq4/s320/backdrop.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A Closer view of the backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098265672865994242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCtniG-1gI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tdYYARBCYqQ/s320/backdrop_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaranta, the Executive Programming of NMS, with the gals &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098265982103639570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCt5iG-1hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QC9zoC458dw/s320/amaranta+with+the+gals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amaranta's boss, Kathryn with her kid, and jess &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098266222621808162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCuHiG-1iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UPx1U1qC4bU/s320/kathryn_her+kid_jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Kathryn's kid with the gals. The gal in green is a volunteer&lt;a href="http://vivien21.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RsCZTAoKCnIAAFzj7U81"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098270607783417394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCyGyG-1jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8MqOGypWVG0/s320/kathryn+kid+looks+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The registration area before entering. Free goodie bag for all and chances to win lucky draws. isnt the gal cute? =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098271196193936962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCypCG-1kI/AAAAAAAAABE/x6J5bub3QTY/s320/registration+area.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Colouring competition at the concourse of NMS &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098271479661778514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCy5iG-1lI/AAAAAAAAABM/Qj4X7UWMvHk/s320/colouring+competition.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Marbles Picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098272905590920802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC0MiG-1mI/AAAAAAAAABU/s_iARsG8IwI/s320/marbles+picking.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://vivien21.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RsCeTgoKCnIAAEFfVsU1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5 Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098273163288958578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC0biG-1nI/AAAAAAAAABc/AuyqtY_Jg4g/s320/5stones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life scale Snakes and Ladders. Too bad I am not there to play after the event &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098273579900786306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC0zyG-1oI/AAAAAAAAABk/dAXnb_t9UdY/s320/snakes_ladders.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Vendors. The cute aunty that sells traditional sweets such as dragon beard candy, muah chee, ting ting sweets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098273816123987602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC1BiG-1pI/AAAAAAAAABs/kZgY87FRTiU/s320/vendors.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivien21.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RsCZTAoKCnIAAFzj7U81"&gt;P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivien21.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RsCbfgoKCnIAAAIhbtI1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivien21.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RsCZTAoKCnIAAFzj7U81"&gt;erformers with our another backdrop!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098274224145880738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC1ZSG-1qI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-hKMvLu0Pjs/s320/performers.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eager participants. The young lady in black with pink landyard is our tutor. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098274460369082034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC1nCG-1rI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2ni9jgb4kP0/s320/eager+visitors.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Emcee for the Day!! Go Komie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098274795376531138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC16iG-1sI/AAAAAAAAACE/9a4myzJ1txs/s320/emcee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIZES!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098275121794045650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC2NiG-1tI/AAAAAAAAACM/r2537jy3SbM/s320/stabilo_prizes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE PRIZES!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098275396671952610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC2diG-1uI/AAAAAAAAACU/mcwCrXMuCig/s320/hampers.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Last but not least, Food for the Day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098275740269336306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsC2xiG-1vI/AAAAAAAAACc/0_zBlRmiOpM/s320/lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-1924220764340294453?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/1924220764340294453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/1924220764340294453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/08/1-more-day.html' title='1 more day'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/RsCs2SG-1eI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZRbRKdZfPrk/s72-c/chair_vice+chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-3648810061501891374</id><published>2007-08-06T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:19:15.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Not really home alone la. My grandma and her maid is at my hse now. The maid will take care of my meals. Haha. Usually i had to take care of my meals myseld, now i have home cooked food. Yah! But I have been quarantined for 2 weeks! For chicken pox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant continue preparing for the event on national day.&lt;br /&gt;Can be at the museum to execute the event.&lt;br /&gt;CAnt go to sch.&lt;br /&gt;Cant go for lec and tut.&lt;br /&gt;Work to catch up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot of negativity ar? I shall learn to rejoice instead. Time for me to rest after all the hard work put in, and the sleepless nights. =)&lt;br /&gt;Initially, the doc tot i had dengue cos i had fever and some red spots on my body. He advised me to go to A&amp;E CGH instead.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that i hv chicken pox instead. Hv u been to a pt when u are frustrated abt the illness you hv to even succumb to the weariness of your body? So many things needed to be done. But it was an order from the tutor to hand over what i was doing to the team. Cos i was the one doing most of the things? Reason? It's either u know or u dont! =)&lt;br /&gt;It was rather nerve wracking for me. When the team is bz preparing for the event, all i can do is to be at home. occasionally liasing with the contractor about the things that we need for the event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095452323258226130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/Rrau5CG-1dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7SOd-KZ7xE/s320/ND_emailer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the event that my class is organising with the national museum on national day. Free goodie bags! It would be an eye opener for those who havent been to the museum for a very long time. =) Cya there, though i wont be there physically. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-3648810061501891374?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3648810061501891374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3648810061501891374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/08/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M2MX5PzmfVE/Rrau5CG-1dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G7SOd-KZ7xE/s72-c/ND_emailer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-344942113996732908</id><published>2007-05-25T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:21:47.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A time for everything</title><content type='html'>There's an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on the earth:   &lt;br /&gt;A right time for birth and another for death,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to plant and another to reap,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to kill and another to heal,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to destroy and another to construct,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to cry and another to laugh,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to lament and another to cheer,  &lt;br /&gt;A right time to make love and another to abstain,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to embrace and another to part,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to search and another to count your losses,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to hold on and another to let go,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to rip out and another to mend,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to shut up and another to speak up,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to love and another to hate,   &lt;br /&gt;A right time to wage war and another to make peace.&lt;br /&gt; - Ecc 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very crucial to plan your days so that your time will be spent wisely. Make full use of your time before you regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consultation with the consultant for HR has been bad. She bombarded us with several questions. We gave sufficient reasons for the information that we needed but she kept asking why from our reasons. Furthermore, my group only had half strength when we looked for the consultant on Wednesday morning. Del and Tajj were sick then. One of my group members chose to go swimming during that time. For whatever reason I know not of. Before saying about others, pls pluck out the speck in your own eyes first. Eating before doing project is not something wrong, not about having wrong priorities. People need to eat before they can even think and do work. Don’t even say that they have wrong priorities in your reflective journal when you yourself chose to go swimming during consultation. Isn’t it worse if you choose to do your luxurious activities when the group is doing project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not that you  don’t do your work, but it’s about how you relate to people. How you voice your opinions is very important. Sometimes whatever you speak will cause people to have a wrong perception of you. Still, out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks. Your character is manifested when you face stress and various trials. By then, people will know who you really are. Character is a very important aspect of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-344942113996732908?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/344942113996732908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/344942113996732908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-for-everything.html' title='A time for everything'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-6670748644800171729</id><published>2007-05-14T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:30:11.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-6670748644800171729?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/6670748644800171729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/6670748644800171729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-3607020888207768258</id><published>2007-04-26T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:32:41.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to sch for 2 hrs for Ma lec only. Both Hr lecs were cancelled due to some unknown reasons. Still, there would be a make-up. Im so used to that alr. Every lec and tut that is missed would have to me made up for. For example, next tues is labour day, we would not have sch. but there would be make up lecs and tuts either before or after that day.&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer was so longwinded. He went into the details of what we going to learn for the various topics in due time. E.g. he elaborated about what we will learn for cost concepts and terminology… And he did that for 1 hr! The students were getting restless as he went about the concepts that we are going to learn from next week onwards. Some had wondered into dreamland while others talked. That happens when a lecturer or tutor cant handle the class well. I wanted to pay full attention about what I was going to learn this morning. After an hr of lecturer I was already yawning, even before he started teaching about the concepts for today. In teaching, one would need passion and have right methods of teaching so that the students would be enthusiastic about the subject. There are just too many teachers who teach for the sake of teaching, without passion, or not using the right method.&lt;br /&gt;Going back to what I did today. I wanted to go somewhere else after sch. I didn’t feel like going home. This is the first time I have this kind of violent objection of going home. This is due to the renovation going on, on the fifth level of my block. I was so annoyed by the noise level yst, that I didn’t want to go home to tolerate it again. The drillings started way when I was still sleeping. It was so unbearable that I could sleep no longer. Then, I sat on the floor of my room. And I could even feel the vibration on it! It was as though my body is vibrating. Tried listening to music, but the noise was way too loud that I could hear the lyrics clearly. I can go on and on about the unbearable noise…&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I didn’t want to go home at all. I realized that I forgot to bring my wallet, mp3 and jacket out. That’s what u cant go to school without. I had no choice but to go home. Even if I wanna shop at Tm, I would still need money and card. That’s all for the negativity. By God’s mercy, the drillings wasn’t that intense that I could have a well afternoon nap. Praise Him!!! The drillings lasted for less than 5 min when I was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-3607020888207768258?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3607020888207768258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3607020888207768258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/04/tuesday-august-29-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-5625603293718080801</id><published>2007-04-25T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T23:00:02.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of Sch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the twinkling of an eye, it's the start of sch again. How time flies. 2mths of hols were spent slacking away...This would be my final yr in Tp. That's really fast. i can still remember the days when i was pondering about the course that i should take in poly, getting to know new friends in poly. Soon, i would be graduating. What would i do then? .....&lt;br /&gt;As usual, there are lectures and no tutorials for the first week. Thus, I only need to go to sch on thurs and fri only. 3 cheers!! Still, i went back sch on yst for the National Museum meeting. 10 ppl from our class would be doing the Shive project, and the rest National Museum, which was decided last week during the meeting with lynette tay. 8 out of 14 went down to the Musuem last thurs to meet with the person in charge and to explore the place. We have to come out with the programs and stuff like that for their open house on 9 Aug, which is the National Day. The entrance fee would be free for that day only. The planning for the open house is still ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;Proceeding on, i still feel like it's hol for the moment. Sadly, i would need to go to sch for Managerial Accounting lecture tml, the most dreaded subject.For yr 1, i had biz accounting; yr 2, Biz finance' now, MA.Seems like Tp doesnt want us to forget the accounting terms...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-5625603293718080801?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/5625603293718080801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/5625603293718080801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-week-of-sch.html' title='First Week of Sch'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-6765140040162132701</id><published>2007-04-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:27:58.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world has yet to see what God will do with and for and through and in and by the man who is fully and wholly consecrated to Him. I will try my utmost to be that man.&lt;br /&gt;~ Dwight L. Moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your passion?&lt;br /&gt;“If your heart takes more pleasure in reading novels, or watching TV, or going to the movies, or talking to friends, rather than just sittingalone with God and embracing Him, sharing His cares and His burdens, weeping and rejoicing with Him, then how are you going to handle forever and ever in His presence...? You’d be bored to tears in heaven, if you’re not ecstatic about God now!”&lt;br /&gt;“ It seems to me that there are but few who really live with a passion for God-especially a passion just to be with Him. Today there is such a noise coming up before the throne of the Most High-the clamor of so-called praise, singing, and joyful shouting. But I wonder if the same people who love to sing and shout, loudly exclaiming the the praises of God, really have such an intense glory in their secret life with the Lord. When the meeting’s over and there’s no one there to listen except the only One who matters, do you still have that same passionate joy in your spirit, just to be alone with the Living God?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up!&lt;br /&gt;“We must wake ourselves up! Or somebody else will take our place, and bear our cross, and thereby rob us of our crown.”&lt;br /&gt;~General William Booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer walk with God“Oh, for closest communion with God, till soul and body, head, face, and heart -shine with Divine brilliancy! But oh! for a holy ignorance of ourshining!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Live near to God, and so all things will appear to you little in comparison with eternal realities.”&lt;br /&gt;~Robert Murray M'Cheyne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Closet communion needs time for the revelation of God’s presence. It is vain to say, ‘I have too much work to do to find time.’ You mustfind time or forfeit blessing. God knows how to save for you the time you sacredly keep for communion with Him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All practical power over sin and over men depends on maintaining closet communion. Those who abide in the secret place with God show themselves mighty to conquer evil, and strong to work and to war for God. They are seers who read His secrets; they know His will; they are the meek whom He guides in judgment and teaches His way. They are His prophets who speak for Him to others, and even forecast things to come. They watch the signs of the times and discern His tokens and read His signals.”&lt;br /&gt;~A. T. Pierson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God hasn't moved - we have!Meister Eckhart, a wise medieval spiritual director, once said, “God is at home; it is we who have gone out for a walk.”&lt;br /&gt;~Source unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-6765140040162132701?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/6765140040162132701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/6765140040162132701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/04/world-has-yet-to-see-what-god-will-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-4670772569249744211</id><published>2007-04-02T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T19:59:15.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's of Friendship</title><content type='html'>(A)ccepts you as you are&lt;br /&gt;(B)elieves in "you"&lt;br /&gt;(C)alls you just to say "HI"&lt;br /&gt;(D)oesn't give up on you(&lt;br /&gt;E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts)&lt;br /&gt;(F)orgives your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(G)ives unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;(H)elps you&lt;br /&gt;(I)nvites you over&lt;br /&gt;(J)ust "be" with you&lt;br /&gt;(K)eeps you close at heart&lt;br /&gt;(L)oves you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;(M)akes a difference in your life&lt;br /&gt;(N)ever Judges&lt;br /&gt;(O)ffers support&lt;br /&gt;(P)icks you up&lt;br /&gt;(Q)uiets your fears&lt;br /&gt;(R)aises your spirits&lt;br /&gt;(S)ays nice things about you&lt;br /&gt;(T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it&lt;br /&gt;(U)nderstands you&lt;br /&gt;(V)alues you&lt;br /&gt;(W)alks beside you&lt;br /&gt;(X)-plains things you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;(Y)ells when you won't listen and&lt;br /&gt;(Z)aps you back to reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-4670772569249744211?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/4670772569249744211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/4670772569249744211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/04/abcs-of-friendship.html' title='ABC&apos;s of Friendship'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-3755410720590256834</id><published>2007-03-02T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:23:53.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally over! Can u sense my excitement?</title><content type='html'>One week of exams has past.Today was the last day of the exam. I had 2 papers today. This period was rather taxing.My mind had to be highly activated from 8am to 4.30om.Last minute chiong and thinking of how to answer exam questions. For RHRA, some questions were quite vaque.10marks gone for wrong answer given.Haix. Right after I had finished RHRA paper. I had to chiong for CJP.I did not know what to study because most of the exam marks are allocated to drawing the dummy of a brochure out, writing a newsletter, and an essay as well as its outline.&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing was that there were no multiple choice questions to gain more marks. All the papers that I sat for contained open ended questions. For RHRA, MER, and PCC, the least amount of marks for a question is 6 marks. The most it went up to was 15marks.&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for the exams. I don’t wanna elaborate more about it already. The more I think I would be able to score well the more I would do even badly. Expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;The past few months were straining. Several projects had to be accomplished in a weeks…Now, it’s time for HOLS. Free from those never ending projects and assignments. RELAX! YAHOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-3755410720590256834?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3755410720590256834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/3755410720590256834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-finally-over-can-u-sense-my.html' title='It&apos;s finally over! Can u sense my excitement?'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116797984296342310</id><published>2007-01-05T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T14:50:43.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick on the first day of sch</title><content type='html'>How I wish i can be back in school, back to normal - with my healthy lifestyle. Happily chatting and eating, discussing project, and me alone at home having all kinds of aches. It's so traumatic. I have gastric flu since the night before sch starts. It all started with my body feeling warm. So I rested so that I can feel better. When my mum was away, I took a cold bath, thinking that I would be better. But who knows, I became worse! So horrifying! After the bath, I was shivering. Believe it or not, I was still shivering after wearing a jacket and lying under my comforter without any air con or fan on. I forced myself to sleep. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, I woke up with a big headache and stomachache. On top of that my temperature was 38.7degrees. I was feeling so terrible that I couldn’t sleep the whole night. I kept waking up almost every hour. If only God can take away the pain, that would be very great. He seems so far away. My prayers weren’t heard. This was the few times when God didn’t heal me and hear my prayers. Praying and praising God at 12am didn’t work. The pain was still there. This week, I feel like Job. Though everything was taken away from him – friends, family, health, he still praised God. When you praise God, the walls come down, Amen? When you pray, the enemy is defeated, Amen! In times of my weaknesses, YOU are made strong in me.&lt;br /&gt;The pains were so acute that I could really get out of bed. My mum even had to come home to bring me to the doc to get medicine and also MC for missing school – or else I would waste my leave. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would be well today since the doc only gave me a day of MC – 3jan, and said that I would have diahorrea yesterday after my appetite has picked up. At 12am, I received a sms saying that I have class on Thursday. Arrggh!!! I thought I didn’t have to go sch! The tutors told the rest of the class on 3 jan that there would be lessons on Thursday. So on Thursday morning, I have to make my way to sch. Took a cab to sch since I would be late if I took a bus. Tutor was even later. Through out the tutorial, my stomach was aching so I couldn’t really think during class. Tutor left us in class to think on our own while she went out to do her own things. Releasing us only on the dot! I had to go home after tutorial since my stomach was very painful. Missed HR lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning, I had diahorrea. Doc said that I would be better (gastric flu) after much diahorrea. Having done so, my stomach is still aching! Actually he said that I would have diahorrea yeasterday.On top of this, I have an assignment to be handed in today before 5pm. Since I have MC, tutor allowed me to send the assignment to her via email. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116797984296342310?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116797984296342310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116797984296342310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick-on-first-day-of-sch.html' title='Sick on the first day of sch'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116602284505663898</id><published>2006-12-13T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:14:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in action</title><content type='html'>Faith without works is dead. How much faith can be seen by what you do. Faith to believe for the impossible? If you don’t have such a faith to believe, ask God. Ask and you shall receive, seek and you shall find. Whatever that you have is given by God.&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished my project on Thursday, 7/12 and presentation on Friday, 8/12. After those submissions for the past few weeks, I was kind of tired accomplishing them. Thus, I took a nap when I got home on Friday. Rested awhile so that I wont feel sleepy and would be ready for camp. However, did I expect that I would feel sick after sleepy. Having sleep should make you more energetic and alert instead of feeling warm from head to toe. I had a feeling that I was sick. How can I fall sick in between my busyness? Camp to go that evening, and Human Resource test on Monday and have yet to study. No, no, I can’t afford to fall sick As, I stepped out of my room to go to the toilet, I started praying. When I went back to my room, I felt better – in fact I felt normal, no tiredness nor warm temperature. Amen. Glory to God in the highest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116602284505663898?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116602284505663898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116602284505663898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/12/faith-in-action.html' title='Faith in action'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116602281261697797</id><published>2006-12-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:13:32.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for hols again!</title><content type='html'>Tests and project submissions have come to an end for half of this semester. I don’t have to go back to school for now and can wake up even later. The latest I woke up this year is 8am. This i considered late to the secondary school students but for the poly students, it is considered early.  Perhaps, it is because we sleep even later than the secondary school students. Now the earliest I sleep would be around 1am. I used to sleep before 12 in sec sch. I Have to do my peer teaching notes almost everyday cos my subjects are all Problem Based Learning (PBL) meaning that I have to get information from library's books to do my notes and stuff for test and exams. The tutors would only go through with us as a group after we have finished out notes. I have learnt much through this process though it’s tiresome to do a detailed and precise peer teaching notes for every subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a period of 2 weeks to rest. Not exactly rest as I still have CPJ’s work and PCC notes to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp just ended yesterday. Overall ,the entire camp was thrilling and exciting. God is bringing me to a whole new level of intimacy and in my prayer life – intercessory prayer. Though I have experienced much in camp, the experience has to be brought to another level with God. There must be a spirit of excellence in everything that you do. Work has to perfect and free of errors though we are humans and aren’t perfect. But we have to check our work thoroughly as whatever that God does is perfect. He is our perfect model that we should imitate. More of Him daily. Since when did God fail? HE DOES NOT, and will never will!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116602281261697797?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116602281261697797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116602281261697797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-for-hols-again.html' title='Time for hols again!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116436617323544133</id><published>2006-11-24T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:02:53.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Mood</title><content type='html'>I practically have no mood for anything. I wanna change the guitar strings that I bought wrongly yesterday. But I don’t have the mood to. Too frustrated, sad…mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;The proposal was due at 5pm today but my group handed in at 5.40pm. It is rather saddening. I started compiling the proposal at 12plus, waited for the rest to send in their parts. I reached school at around 3.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;The comp took so long to load the images that tajjlee did. The printers had problems. Instead of printing the stuff that I sent to it, it printed information about the printer. So angry!! When I didn’t have enough papers alr. Den Eunice called the lab person, but she wasn’t of much help. That colour printer took so long to print, and worse it kept jamming. Den when it was about to print at the colour printer, the comp prompted that I have reached the quata for printing the number of colour pages. Each person is only entitled to print 20 colour pages. So I had to pluck out my thumb drive and transfer to the comp that Eunice was using. When we were rushing for time, she still asked what should she printed. She was calm throughout the whole process but was kinda slow. I asked her to print those that aren’t printed yet. I had to borrow papers from Elena.&lt;br /&gt;At 5.30, the staff at the lab wanted to chase us out when we were printing half way and didn’t have the paper. So I had to run out of the lab to ask people for paper. Thank God, I met Lai Cheng on the way and she had extra paper. Eunice kept suggesting to buy more papers from the bookshop when the printers kept printing rubbish. But why go there, when we can go to the library to print the remaining pages. It would be so much faster and easier. So I ran there while Eunice walked there. Don’t she know the urgency of the hour? Time was running out! The tutor will start deducting marks from our proposal for every minute late. Though it would look unsightly to run in the campus, I still had to. The time can’t be reversed. Even though she runs slow, RUN! No more time already, she still walked!!! So annoying right?&lt;br /&gt;The time and effort we spent on the proposal are going to go down the drain. It will be so wasted unless our tutor shows mercy and doesn’t penalise us for being late. Your Grace is sufficient! Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116436617323544133?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116436617323544133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116436617323544133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-mood.html' title='No Mood'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116394876589143325</id><published>2006-11-19T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:06:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gemmy Awards</title><content type='html'>Grand? Arrgh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know what to wear. Have not even decided. Skirt? Errm...Dress? Errm....&lt;br /&gt;what should i wear? Aiyo...crack head...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116394876589143325?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116394876589143325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116394876589143325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/11/gemmy-awards.html' title='Gemmy Awards'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116394850243794965</id><published>2006-11-19T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:01:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Change</title><content type='html'>The old has past, it's time for a new thing. The past is the past. Watever happened, learn from it and move on. Dont be stuck in it, that it deteriotes ur growth. Dont dwell too much on it. Pick yourself up from wherever you have fallen and climb again. They may be successes in the past, but move on! Your future is even greater ahead! You dont want your past successes to be a stumbling block for you.Lay hold of what God has for you. We have a great future and we are great champions! why? Because we serve a GREAT GOD!!! He's so amazing, much beyond what our finite minds can fanthom. Cool rite? Yup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116394850243794965?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116394850243794965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116394850243794965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-for-change.html' title='Time for Change'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116222235156044880</id><published>2006-10-30T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:32:31.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to PBL again</title><content type='html'>School has started since last week. I realised that all my subjects are Problem Based Learning (PBL), meaning that we have to find the relevant points and theories ourselves. Have to go the xtra mile to search for the books, den we have to do our own points, written and oral submission. Good if you are a curious person. It requires team work too. The scenarios for the PBL seem ambigious. But once you search the topic slowly, you will be so elated.&lt;br /&gt;There are quite alot of competitive people in my class. They were so quick to find their own group mates - mostly their own friends.But if you are hardworking, you will do well for the subjects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116222235156044880?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116222235156044880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116222235156044880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-to-pbl-again.html' title='Back to PBL again'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116134110865423810</id><published>2006-10-20T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:45:08.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School starting soon. I will hv to switch to studying mode again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116134110865423810?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116134110865423810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116134110865423810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/10/school-starting-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116117612286396307</id><published>2006-10-18T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:55:22.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So fast!I went back sch today. Next sem im attached to Kelly Services to do recruiting stuff-interview job seekers...as part of the Human Resource Management (HRM) curriculum&lt;br /&gt;Quite exciting though i know the semester may be tough. More presentations and more hands on things to do, meaning more exposure and stuff like that. Cool man.&lt;br /&gt;But im still wondering if my mid semester tests will clash with youth camp. This year is the final year we are having youth camp.&lt;br /&gt;I was late today!!!Bcos of the bus driver.I flagged the bus and the driver could just miss me, man.OH!Took a cab to school. Ha...u know what happened? i Told the driver which way to go, assuming that i knew it well. but when i asked him to turn right at a junction, there were fences in the middle of the road, forbidding drivers to turn right. So the driver had to drive quite afew miles b4 he could U-turn. In the end,i was late.So silly of me rite?And the Cab fare was $4.30, so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go school on friday too for Orientation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116117612286396307?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116117612286396307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116117612286396307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-fasti-went-back-sch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116116995445865122</id><published>2006-10-18T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:12:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Thankful and dont complain!</title><content type='html'>I had finally told the head manager last week that i am quitting soon-end of this month. He accepted it willing cos he knows that the pay is low and the barristers have to work real hard. I am kinda relieved now, not so much burden. Sleeping late and going to work on saturdays and sundays are really tiring. There were nights that i was so tired that i couldnt sleep. I wanted to sleep at 2plus, after i reached home but i ended up laying in bed until 4plus 5.I was sleepy,but my legs were aching.&lt;br /&gt;So much so, i must be thankful for whatever i have learnt there. There's a Philipino guy abt 20 yrs old who was sent here for attachmen. By working here, he only gets to bring home about $500+ every month though he does closing almost everyday. Saddening rite.TCB bullied him and he didnt make much noise about it. He's thankful, man.Imagine if Singaporeans are placed in his shoes, how much they would complain!E.g.Aiyo,so tiring,pay so low. And soon they would quit. Then, we would compare - y dont work in office better? higher pay, dont have to stand so long. True, but if we all think like that, who is going to reach out to them? God sends ppl to different working environment for different purpose.but u know how long has he been working there? going to 6mths! Poor chap. But he's really thankful for the job.The income at Phillipines is so low that many of them are coming to Singapore or other countries to work so that they can bring enough money back to their country.&lt;br /&gt;Be Thankful, people. Look at the people in other countries who have no food to eat, and here we are complaining that the food isnt nice, and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Also, if i can say, he's one of the very few ppl who dont have AP.Even customers complain that the managers have AP!&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, Be thankful, and dont complain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116116995445865122?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116116995445865122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116116995445865122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/10/be-thankful-and-dont-complain.html' title='Be Thankful and dont complain!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-116022662279851743</id><published>2006-10-07T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T21:10:24.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminated</title><content type='html'>I'm still considering if I should quit Coffee Bean after what had happened. If I quit now, I don’t think I will get the chance to explain myself. I guess it’s just personality clash. We just have problems with each other and not with others. Yes, I know what God want s to do in my life. Sometimes, I just feel like I’m dying. Dying, yeah, to the flesh, so that He can increase in my life. Jesus was meek and humble even on the Cross. He was guiltless, but the Pharisees still wanted to crucify Him. Neither did He try to defend Himself, nor show Himself by getting down from the Cross. The people wanted Him to come down from the Cross if He is God. But He didn’t, cos He wanted to fulfill the will of God in His life – for our sins so that we can be reunited with God again.&lt;br /&gt;It’s only a matter of time me quitting cos I don’t think I will continue working when school reopens. It will be so tiring, since now it’s like taking so much of my time. Whenever I worked, I would reach home around 1 –2 plus, which is very late, and I have to work on at least 1 weekend, which is very tiring cos of cell and church. Then, I wont have much fellowship with my cell members.&lt;br /&gt;Still deciding, may call the manager later…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-116022662279851743?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116022662279851743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/116022662279851743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/10/terminated.html' title='Terminated'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115979123269064846</id><published>2006-10-02T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:17:47.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learnt, Character Built</title><content type='html'>The pay seems so low and yet I have to tolerate and endure her bad attitude and black face. I so felt like quitting the job since I have to work so hard to get such a low pay. Relatives told my mum to ask me to quit and not work for long as it’s tiring. Some friends too said the same thing. I really felt like quitting. But running away from it won't solve matters. The managers of the 2 different companies are like the same &lt;em&gt;kuan (type).&lt;/em&gt; Some even asked how come I’m so &lt;em&gt;suay (unlucky)&lt;/em&gt; to meet this kind of managers. But I know that God wants to do a great work in my like. I know there’s a purpose for Him to put me in Coffee Bean instead of Giodano or Starbucks. If not. He won't put me in the companies with similar bad attitudes. When I asked God what job I should take up before I started work, He told me Coffee Bean and I was so assured by that.&lt;br /&gt;I really learnt a lot in Coffee Bean though it was my first week, and meeting this kind of asst manager was horrendous. Last week I dreamt that I talked to the manager about the unhappy incidents and the unreasonable asst manager. And it came to past. Now, the problem is kinda solved.&lt;br /&gt;The things that I have learnt can never be bought with money. Though working in admin will be much higher, but the lessons that I have learnt and the character built can never be replaced by money. It’s so precious. Many dread trials, even me, but we have to count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing. The eternal prize is waiting for us in heaven. Let the inward man be renewed day by day/ for our light affliction is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory. We don’t look at the things which are seen, but at the things which aren’t seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which aren’t seen are eternal. Press on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Blending coffee is fun though I have to remember what to do for different ice blended. The test comes when the crowd starts coming in, and I have to know the ice blended recipe really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.But more than that, I really learnt humility. The art of losing myself, that His nature can be reflected in my life. It’s much more than perseverance. Though ppl may accuse me wrongly or scold me for no reason, I will remain humble and meek. Bcos the more I explain myself, the angrier the asst manager gets. Jesus was so meek, even when He was persecuted and crucified though He did no wrong. He didn’t try to defend Himself or retaliate back. Even as I want to know Him more and more daily, I have to go thru the trials that He went thru, that I know what was His response so that I may respond the same way like Him too. It’s about something of my flesh dying when I choose to remain humble and surrender my mind and attitude to Him that He may accomplish whatever He wants to do in my life. If I choose to behave my own way, whatever my flesh says, the longer the trial is before God can have His way in me. The degree of a man’s greatness is determined by the degree of his surrender in his life. O Lord, break me so that I may be more and more like You. Break me so that the sweet aroma may be smelt, that You may be glorified in everything that I do. I I want to die daily. To live is Christ and to die is gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.The greatest of all is love. Many are craving for love, some even at the wrong places. Teens want to be attached to feel love. So what really is true love? Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love. The greatest love of all is when He came to earth to die for us, our sins that we can be unified with the Father. We don’t deserve such love and we never will. We are definitely not good enough to ever receive His love. We can never earn His love. But He gives it to us so freely. For God so love the world, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life. Who would ever die for you but Him! it’s easy to love those who love you but it’s so much harder to love those who are unlovable, hate you, make life difficult for you. If I responded the way they reacted to me, what makes me so different as a Christian? It will be like how non believers will react, repaying evil for evil, and eye for an eye. I have learnt to show love, not of my own but His. It’ll impact lives and the light thru me will shine in the dark. Our own strength fail. We need His divine love. Love those who hate you. True love never fails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115979123269064846?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115979123269064846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115979123269064846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/10/lessons-learnt-character-built.html' title='Lessons Learnt, Character Built'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115955603892929940</id><published>2006-09-30T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:28:00.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel so so terriby disgusted by the working life. It’s not about the work, but about the people. There’s something wrong with them man - u know work politics ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;miss studying, when all u think of is study and exams, nothing else to worry! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The first time I met this kind of thing was when I was working in Expeditors when the manager so wrongly accused me of doing something I had not done, which I had mentioned before.&lt;br /&gt;2. Second, is in Coffee Bean. Something is so wrong with the asst manager. The first day I went to work, the asst manager ignored my presence. The whole incident is mentioned in the previous entry. The whole week she showed me the black face. What’s the problem with her man? Perhaps bcos I’m a Christian, cos she was there when the manager told me that she’s allergic to Christians. My assumption is that she wants to act sey – hao lian abit so that she can be promoted faster.&lt;br /&gt;3. Today, she commented that I was untidy bcos of my hair. What’s the problem with her? I had already tied my hair as instructed. She was like so buai suang&lt;br /&gt;4. Seeing that the glass door with afew handprints, she asked me to clean it. Then, I asked her with what. She told me to get old newspaper and cloth to clean. How to man? Usually people will use the wiper rite? So I asked her how to. U know what’s her reply? “Without the wiper cannot clean maeh?” – in a buai suang tone. Of course I don’t know how to clean with the newspaper with the cloth la. Seeing her black face and attitude make me wanna puke. I so wanted to reply her with, “ if u know, show me la. I don’t man.” But I didn’t. Then, I walked away in front of her to get cloth. I think she was so mad, cos I think she tot that I was ignoring her. So she called a colleague to teach me how to wipe. As the head manager was visiting the store though he wasn’t working, I think she complained to him. I guessed she complained to the manager too. Cos she didn’t smile when we were working together. Her attitude was like the asst manager. I used to think that she was better than the asst manager. But I’m not too sure now. What to do? Managers always have the upper hand. The head manager will of course listen to her than me. He asked me how was the work so far. I replied ok. Then he told me that all F&amp;amp;B stores have to do cleaning, washing…I know that. But it’s her that makes me feel so disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;5. I was cleaning the table idily when she came over and asked, “very free hor? Go out and do service and clean the cupboard.” I can jolly well do it. But there were other staff talking and why didn’t she asked them to do it instead.&lt;br /&gt;6. I wanted to sms my cell member about tml’s zone mtg, when the asst manager came out of the staff pantry and told me not to use my hp near the cashier. I was smsing at a spot when customers couldn’t see. Then, later I saw her using her hp so openly, even customers could see her using. As a manager, you hv to set the example what. If u don’t want ur staff to use hp, den don’t use. Who would want to follow a leader’s instructions when he himself is not following? He then is not worthy for the followers to follow. Then, I asked my colleague how come she can use her hp? She told me cos she’s more superior. Yes, she is. But still, she has to set the example. A leader is not a leader when he doesn’t have any followers.&lt;br /&gt;7. Also, I met her on Thursday after submitting a photocopied of my ic and bank book along the road. I wanted to smile at her, but she pretended not to see me. So dao lor. I’m being so what. But there’s so unlike what a leader will behave.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my stay at Coffee Bean, I like making ice blend drinks, but I really don’t like the asst manager’s attitude. I so wanted to quit the job. I don’t even need the money. I rather teach man, getting a much higher pay. Work at Coffee Bean with so low pay and yet have to suffer under the asst manager.&lt;br /&gt;I can conclude: a manager is definitely not a leader unless he has committed followers who will follow him all the way. Of course, I wont for Coffee Bean. They are not worthy of me following. But I guess it’s God’s will for me to be there to shine His light in the darkness that is around there. I apologised to the asst manager about my attitude that I showed her. I didn’t really showed attitude, but didn’t smile and ignored her presence whenever I see her - but that’s like behaving what normal person will do. But by doing that, I’m not shining His Light and showing love to those who are unlovable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U must be wondering how come I’m not sleeping after a long day of work. I feel so mad about what happen that I cant sleep. But I have to make myself sleep soon cos I’m meeting Eunice in the morning to do décor for tml’s zone mtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115955603892929940?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115955603892929940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115955603892929940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-so-so-terriby-disgusted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115934111866524672</id><published>2006-09-27T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:11:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This week was my first week working at Coffee Bean. After feeling up the application form last week, the manager told me that she’s allergic to Christians. ??? She commented that most of them always told her that they couldn’t make it for their timeslots last min due to Church activities.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Monday was my first day working there. The asst manager always sua pi qi. I stood at the doorway of the staff entrance after putting my bag in the drawer, hoping that the asst manager will teach me or ask me to do something. But she didn’t. To avoid people saying that I wasn’t doing anything, I asked the asst manager who was walking around and not carrying or doing anything in particular, what I was supposed to do. She replied, “Can u wait patiently? Can’t u see that I’m busy?” How was I supposed to know, right? She didn’t even tell me anything.  After abt 15 min, The first thing that she asked me to do was service. What did she mean by service? She asked me to walk around the place and clear whatever rubbish or leftover food could be seen lying around. It really takes humility. The previous job also like that. After that, she furiously told me to tie my hair. But my hair is so short, how am I supposed to tie? So man bu jiang li….&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to teach me how to make ice blended drinks but most of the customers ordered hot drinks and mocha ice blend. Thus, I only practiced mocha ice blend for 5hrs, of course I did other things too. The head manager was there too. He was nice, encouraged me to keep up the good work when I did things correctly and told me not to panic.&lt;br /&gt;I worked from 3pm to 11 pm yesterday. I wanted to change some stuff at Isetan with my mum – she took a day’s leave. But she was late, so we didn’t had time to change. At 3.01pm, I was outside Coffee Bean when the asst manager called to ask where I was. She sounded so furious. I was only a minute late, why kick up such a big fuss? She was quite pek chek when I didn’t tie my hair. I didn’t see a need to tie since my hair is short. But anyway, I borrowed a rubberband from a kind colleague. The manager came abt 4pm. She greeted me with a ‘Hi’ and I greeted her back softly. But I guess she didn’t see nor hear. So she told another colleague, “when somebody say hi to u, u will say hi back rite?” – indirect sarcasm ar? I thought, “ Is she like the asst manager?” Later, the manager taught me how to make ice blends using a simplified table form. 1 colleague was kinda of envious, asking her how come I have this kind of treatment? Then she replied, “ That’s how I teach, not bcos of bianess.” =)&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, the asst manager asked around, “ who wanted dinner at KFC?” But she didn’t ask me until the manager asked. Then after some consideration, she asked me to try Coffee Bean’s food. The cost price is actually cheap, but bcos of it’s freshness and service, they sell the food at a higher price. So I had free dinner. =)&lt;br /&gt;At abt 9plus, there was a huge crowd who wanted iceblend. So I got to apply what she had taught into practice. Though I was quite panicky and forgot some steps, making coffee ice blend is fun. U know what, I had never expected that she added 5 more drinks for me to make, in addition to the busyness. The additional drinks were for training. Then she told me what I did correctly and wrongly. At the end of it, she offered me 1 drink for my first day learning under her. Cool man. =)&lt;br /&gt;She told another colleague that I had passed world war 3, and asked her to teach me how to do closing for muffins.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my second day was better bcos the manager was there, though I couldn’t go for the Ken and Annie Schisler meeting. I so wanted to go for that, but bcos of work. If I can say, she is better than the asst manager who thinks that she’s very high in position. Actually, the higher the position u go, the more u have to serve – so that people would want to follow u. don’t lose ur temper any old how and people will respect u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That’s all for now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115934111866524672?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115934111866524672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115934111866524672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-week-was-my-first-week-working-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115864999415513807</id><published>2006-09-19T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:13:14.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How the Apostles died?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peter – The Apostle with the Food-Shaped Mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He died as a martyr, was crucified. He pleaded to be crucified upside down because he was not worthy to die as his Lord had died. Thus, he was nailed to a cross head-downward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Andrew – The Apostle of Small Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was crucified in Achaia, in Southern Greece, near Athens. Those who crucified him lashed him to his cross instead of nailing him, in order to prolong his suffering. He hung on the cross for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;James – The Apostle of Passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herod had him killed with a sword – beheaded. (Acts 12:1-3)&lt;br /&gt;Herod wanted to use tensions between the church and Jewish religious leaders to his political advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;John – The Apostle of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died in AD98. He was so frail in his final days at Ephesus that he had to be carried into the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Phillip – The Bean Counter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was among the first of apostles to suffer martyrdom. He was put to death by stoning at Heliopolis, in Phrygia (Asia Minor), 8 years after the martyrdom of James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nathaniel – The Guileless One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No reliable record of how he died. One tradition says he was tied up in a sack and cast into the sea. Another tradition says he was crucified. By all accounts, he was martyred like all the apostles except John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Matthew – The Tax Collector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reliable record of how he was put to death. But earliest traditions indicate he was burned at the stake. He walked away from a lucrative career without ever giving it a second thought remained willing to give his all for Christ to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Thomas – The Twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strongest traditions say he was martyred for his faith by being run through the spear - a fitting form of martyrdom for one whose faith came of age when he saw the spear mark in his Master’s side for one who longed to be reunited with his Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;James, son of Alphaeus – The Less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say he was stoned; others say he was beaten to death. Still others say he was crucified like his Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Simon – The Zealot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No reliable record of what happened to him, but all accounts say he was killed for preaching the Gospel. He was once willing to kill and be killed for a political agenda within the confines of Judea, found a more fruitful cause for which to give his life in the proclamation of salvation – for sinners out of every nation, tongue and tribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Judas (Not Iscariot) – The Apostle with 3 Names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradition says he was clubbed to death for his faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Judas Iscariot – The Traitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After betraying Jesus, his conscience immediately came alive. Judas saw that He had been condemned, hw was remorseful and brought back the 30 pieces of silver to the chief priests, saying, “I have sinned be betraying innocent blood.”&lt;br /&gt;His remorse was not the same as repentance. He was sorry, not because he had sinned against Christ, but because his sin did not satisfy him the way he had hoped. He departed and hung himself (Matt 27:5) His conscience would not be silenced, and that’s the very essence of hell. Sin brings guild, and Judas’s sin brought him misery. His remorse was not genuine repentance. If that were the case, he would not have killed himself. He was merely sorry because he did not like what he felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115864999415513807?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115864999415513807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115864999415513807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-apostles-died-peter-apostle-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115857123144103954</id><published>2006-09-18T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:20:31.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up so late today.I could finally really really rest.Ever since exams started, i didnt have a good nite rest.I have dark eye rings. =(. Im not working anymore. YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;The job was so tiring. I had to do many things, especially when there are 2 mangers sitting behind. Whatever I did, they could see. Whenever I rested for a while, either manager would always say,” u have nothing to do, then I want to teach u something new.” Either that or they would find something for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, Eliza (operation manager) passed me a set of inbound documents, which I had to generate a new receipt to be passed to the warehouse ppl, and key in the data from the documents and then print out receiving receipts using excel . The inbound documents were supposed to come together with the permit. But on Wednesday, I didn’t receive from her. Thus, I asked Hafiz (1 of the colleagues, who was sitting in front of me) how come there wasn’t any permit. He couldn’t find the permit when he checked from the edoc capture (something like outlook express whereby customers will send in orders or receipts). Nevermind about that, I didn’t staple the set of inbound documents with the receiving receipts cos I still need the data to key into excel. I could save time – by sending down the receipts to the warehse first and they would send the receipts up to the office while I did the excel. Before I went for lunch, I remembered very vividly that I placed the inbound documents on top of ‘Remington’ file on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;When I came back from lunch, Eliza asked me where my permit was (thinking that I lost the permit). Then, I told her that I didn’t receive the permit when she passed me the documents. I wanted to show her the set of inbound documents, which she passed to me. She was fuming mad be then. She said that she didn’t see nor took the inbound documents when she came to my desk. Hearing that, I was quite panicky, and I searched frantically thru the files that were on my desk. But I was very sure that somebody must have taken my documents. What more, Eliza was still in the mood to go for her lunch. If the inbound documents really went missing, she would be so fuming mad. That somebody could also be the warehse ppl who might had came up and took it. But the prime suspect was still my manager, Eliza. Bcos she couldn’t possibly ask me where the permit was unless she had seen the inbound documents. I searched and tried to recall where I placed it for more than 2 hrs. When she came back for lunch, she asked if I had found it. I told her no and said that I remembered very clearly that I put on top of Remington file on my desk. Then she gave me the look that it’s your business, I gave u the documents so u are responsible for them, and suggested that I go to the ware hse to check if the ppl there had taken it. Still, I couldn’t find them. Thank God that Eliza went toilet when I came back. She’s the prime suspect!!! I searched the Toshiba file – the only file that was seen on her desk, and true enough I found it there!!! She took it intentionally and still want to push the blame to me!!! So yuan wang rite!!!! Imagine that I was so fuming mad – angrier than she was just now. I so wanted to blast at her. That would be a natural reaction of one who was accused so wrongly. But I remained my cool and composure. Blessed are the meek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the 2 managers complained to the HR dpt and then to Adecco that I was unwilling to learn and I showed bad attitude, which I didn’t. I accepted all work, which they had for me willingly even though I was tired. And about that incident on wed, I didn’t even show bad attitude though I was accused so wrongly. Hafiz could be one of my witnesses. So mad!! They told Adecco that they want to terminate me service. So yuan wang!!! It’s not abt the work nor the job, but the ppl. It’s always the ppl working there that make the workplace so sulky. This experience really gave me a bad impression of worklife. I was only a temp, and they did this kind of thing. They will be so kind in front of u, but behind ur back, they – even the managers backstab u. It’s their loss to sack me cos the ppl that they hire are worse off then me lor.&lt;br /&gt;But blessed are the persecuted for righteousness’ sake. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacking now…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115857123144103954?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115857123144103954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115857123144103954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/09/woke-up-so-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115832126604412753</id><published>2006-09-15T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T19:54:26.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday (28/8) – Wed (30/8)&lt;br /&gt;It was exams time for me during this period. I only had 3 papers. Haha. =) But The papers were generally okay, not as easy as you might think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adecco called me the day after I finished my exams when I was gg back to dmn. No time to rest sia. Dmn’s changing, neo going to demolish old block, and the new blk’s colour had became so disgusting. Though seeing orange once in a while will stimulate your creativity, too much of it will really make you so sick of it. Just imaging seeing everywhere orange when you go to school. Poor dunmanites.&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to adecco (shaw) on 1sept to collect the time sheet. There goes my day of sleeping….zzzzz It’s just that I didn’t had enough sleep ever since study week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started work beginning of 4/9 at Expeditors as Temp Customers Service Assistant. There were 3 other persons who were new temp staff as well. All of them were older than me. We went through a short orientation.&lt;br /&gt;There was this weird new temp staff, called Michelle. She’s kinda old alr, may be an auntie, based on what I think? I’m not really sure cos she dresses until very old, and the way she presents herself was horrendous. She also behaves very weirdly. She talks and mumbles to herself. And most of the staff there couldn’t really understand what she talks about. She just shoots and don’t really bother if we understand what she wants to say. Thus, we didn’t really bother what she said. Not that we are mean, but we really don’t understand a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, Alicia and I wanted to use the scanner (which is connected to the comp that Michelle is using) to fax the documents over to changi north. Alicia wanted me to try scanning and faxing on my own, while she guided me here and there. Michelle wasn’t at her desk at that moment. She came back to her desk while we were scanning. Impatiently, she asked, “ni ke yi qi lai ma? Wo de jiao hen suan. Wo yao zhuo” = can u do your scanning while standing? My legs are tired and I want to sit. Then I hesitated a moment cos we were still doing the scanning. Alicia was quite annoyed, so she replied Michelle saying, “ni bo ke yi rang ta zhuo wan xian ma? Zao bie de yi zhi zhuo xian la” = why cant u let her finish her work first? Get a chair from elsewhere first la. You know what? I was there laughing at the scene. Y is there such a funny person in the office. And then her skin still so think, she asked, “hen hao siao ma?” = very funny maeh? She didn’t get it. Then she stared at Alicia for a while. Alicia then said , “kan se mo kan?” = see what see? Michelle was so pai seH that she tried to look some where else. So funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment ago, Michelle was using Christopher’s comp. When he came back, he didn’t chase her away, instead he went to do something else first. That’s basic courtesy right? Still, I will still have to work with her till I leave the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the job scope is more than being a customer service assistant cos I need to create new receipts and orders when order is sent to Expeditors. Then I have to do the pick list, reconcile, put away, a list to give to the warehouse in charge to remove the obsolete goods, etc. Have to follow a standard procedure. So confusing when the pop-ups of the software look so familiar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115832126604412753?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115832126604412753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115832126604412753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/09/monday-288-wed-308-it-was-exams-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115556010455926136</id><published>2006-08-14T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:57:23.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Havent been blogging for a long time. This is the final week of sch, projects are over, and i will know my course grade marks this week.The next week is study break, and the next is exams, then HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, i cycled to TM in the evening, after considering what i should buy for tomorrow's Zone Decor.As the traffic light turned amber,i cycled across the road,assuming that cars were still far away and they should have stopped by then.Never did i realised that when i was on the road, a car was approaching me at quite a fast speed. AAAHHHH!!!Thank God that my reaction was quick enough to cycle faster or else i would have landed in the hospital!People across the road was staring at me wondering if i was crazy or something.What a dangerous move i had made!&lt;br /&gt;We wouldnt know when our lives may just end like that.We may think that we still have tml to live.But what if tml never come???The next moment that we die, we will either in heaven or in hell.Better treasure your life and not take it for granted.He gives and takes away.From dust we came,in dust we depart from earth.&lt;br /&gt;Heard of the recent Tornado that happened in Sentosa on Sunday? Though it was a small one,dont remove that possilbility that it wont happen in Singapore.Who knows what will happen the next day?God knows.Nobody expected Tsunami to happen last year.It's the mercy of God that we can live.There are people dying everyday over the world.Who knows that it may be you tml.Treasure your life and live it to the fullest.Live like you were dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i've never imagined that i would see my pri sch and day care friends after i have shifted from Jurong to Tampines.I met Angela in FOP 2 yrs ago,her bro was in the same class as a girl from my zone.So coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;Today, only a few people turned up for french tutorial.Our french test was over and today was the last tutorial so not many people bothered to come.We played amazing race.I was in the same group as Rachel and Florence as my group mates didnt come. Then Rachel asked me if i was from the same primary school as her and i said no.Later, she told Florence that i look familar. I stared at her for a while and then realised that she's the rachel that was from the same day care centre as me. I asked if she was from Shuqun Pri,and her answer was yes. Haha.We were in the same french class and didnt even know that we had known each other b4 that.But she looked really different from the last time we departed from each other (&lt;em&gt;which was like 7 years ago?),&lt;/em&gt; though she still has the baby face look. Haha =)What a small world. She's in Design school.&lt;br /&gt;After knowing that, of course i didnt leave french tutorial though today's attendance wasnt taken.I've got to know her better after today.HOpefully i will still see her in school. =)&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for holidays to arrive =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115556010455926136?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115556010455926136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115556010455926136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/08/havent-been-blogging-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115340469710886022</id><published>2006-07-20T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:11:37.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/1600/obb_big.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/320/obb_big.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hey guys! There will be a Barbeque this sat, 22July@ East Coast Park. There'll be alot of food and games. Whole lots of fun! It's FREE too!! Now, u have every reason to come and join us. We are meeting at 2.30pm at Tampines Small Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Do let me know if u are coming. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115340469710886022?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115340469710886022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115340469710886022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-guys-there-will-be-barbeque-this_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115340284533178705</id><published>2006-07-20T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:40:45.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/1600/obd_06_med.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/320/obd_06_med.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's on the 29 July (Sat) @ 3pm @ Odeon Katong Shopping Centre, beside Katong S.C, Near Parkway Parade. There will be lots of games, music, and whole loads of fun! There will be an awesome performance by the bands. There are also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;great prizes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be won. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1st Prize: Sony PSP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2nd Prize: I-Pod Nano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3rd Prize: I-Pod Shuffle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why miss this event? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Contact me if u wanna come. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115340284533178705?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115340284533178705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115340284533178705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-on-29-july-sat-3pm-odeon-katong.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115254803565062667</id><published>2006-07-10T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:21:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life is full of ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;One moment you are at the mountaintop&lt;br /&gt;And the next you find yourself in the valley&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it feels like a roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in day out&lt;br /&gt;The same old same old&lt;br /&gt;It’s just so routine&lt;br /&gt;Is there more to life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just plain waiting for death won’t help&lt;br /&gt;Cause your next life has just began&lt;br /&gt;Either in hell or heaven lies whether&lt;br /&gt;You choose to believe in Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers have found that&lt;br /&gt;In every man's heart, there's a vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;There's a purpose why God does that&lt;br /&gt;The vacuum in our hearts long to be filled&lt;br /&gt;The world is crying out for help&lt;br /&gt;For their souls to be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;They run to the temporal&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it can really satisfy and fill their hearts&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much they find in these&lt;br /&gt;They can never satisfy for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what really satisfy?&lt;br /&gt;Staying in His presence&lt;br /&gt;Having a personal relationship with Him&lt;br /&gt;He's just so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115254803565062667?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115254803565062667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115254803565062667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/07/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115133706278884828</id><published>2006-06-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:56:16.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As students are grumbling about going back to school after a 1month holiday, i find that going back to school is almost the same to me. My break was just 2 weeks and there were tutorials and project to be done.A break that didnt seem like one.&lt;br /&gt;The ridiculous thing is that even though i sleep for 9-10 hrs a day, i still hav eye bags around my eyes. Moreover, today i felt that my eye is hurting me. Somehow, i feel a sharp acute pain in my eyes when i move my eyeballs .&lt;br /&gt;I realised that when i entered poly, I slept alot more and the more tired i was as compared to when i was in secondary school! Funny right? Am i aging? haha. Cant be cos i still look young =)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go swimming b4 school today. I wanted to wake up at 8am to swim but i woke up at 10am instead as i was too sleepy.Swimming shall be postponed to tml. =) I intend to go swimming everyweek in the morning when the &lt;em&gt;kids&lt;/em&gt; wont be hogging the pool.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why tutors take so long to mark our finance tests. Hopeefully, i can get back other test results this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115133706278884828?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115133706278884828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115133706278884828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/06/as-students-are-grumbling-about-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115099961929437637</id><published>2006-06-23T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T02:06:59.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/1600/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/320/life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115099961929437637?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115099961929437637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115099961929437637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-115099591185012170</id><published>2006-06-23T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T01:14:49.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have A Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew our of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if America is to ba a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we let freedom ring, whem we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Martin Luther King, Jr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-115099591185012170?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115099591185012170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/115099591185012170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-dream.html' title='I Have A Dream'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114977886353709851</id><published>2006-06-08T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T23:04:49.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time4Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Exam's over.It just seems so fast, from the day i started school to this week of tests.It weighs 15%. Poly students couldnt go church camp.When my cell was talking about what they should doduring camp, i was jus so lost cos i cant even go. All the fun they would be having and i would have to study for the exems.This was the only time since i went to church that i didnt go church camp.I had 3 papers-Finance,HRM and Marketing.Finance and HRM were kinda okay.Shant comment too much in case i dont score that well. I mean sometimes u think the paper is easy and will score quite well but when u get back ur paper it will be a different case.Marketing theory was quite tricky.I managed to think of the last 3 questions which weighed 20marks in total.Thank God!I had to keep thinking and recalling what i had studiedFinally, when i was panicking on what crap i wanted to write, that i got the answers!YAY!But i didnt get the 2nd last question rite.Anyway, at least i could get some marks, better than nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went JB-City Square with my mum today. She took leave and since i had just finished exam so we went there. We went there early so that we wont be back too late. City Square is very big!It's like double the size of century square.We ate kenny rogers for brunch.It was cheap and delicious. I bought an adidas bag. There are many fashion shops there, something like Bugis Village.My mum wanted to cut, dye and highlight her hair but i didnt want to wait that long. So might as well next time then she go to the salon-Reds rite.If not we will reach home quite late.Actually i wanted to dye my hair too. Should i dye or highlight my hair or should i not do anything to my hair at all? Give some feedbacks leh..Bought some food from the supermart at B1.Stuff there are cheaper than spore. when we went back we bought coffee from coffeebean at 2 for 12RM.Cheap rite? Ta Bao 2 roti prata and afew tarts home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Knowing that the checking points would be crowded, we chiong there as soon as we alighted. We were not the only ones that kiasu. I wanted to get home quick as I was quite tired.&lt;br /&gt;As I was trying to get my stuff from the conveyor belt at Spore’s checkpoint, my mum waited for me from behind. The police was just standing in front of me. Seeing that my mum was carrying a huge plastic bag, he wanted to check her stuff. My mum told her they were just food. But he continued checking. All the more he would check right? In case I bring gums into spore. He took out a Watson’s plastic bag from the big bag. Oh no! Just then we realized that bubblegums were inside. AARRGGHH!!! They were almost at the top of the plastic bag. We almost forgot about them and didn’t hide them. It was too late already. It just happened so fast. They took down my mum’s name and broke the chewing gums into 2 and threw them into the bin in front of us.If only my mum wasn’t waiting for me behind. If only she had walked away. I wasn’t even being checked until she came. The guard was checking another guy’s stuff and my mum appeared to be carrying a big bag so to find something to do, he checked her stuff. There could always be “If only…”s. but everything happens for a reason. I actually wanted to but MI: 111. Thank God I didn’t buy or else I would be fined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;the food we bought home was nice too man! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114977886353709851?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114977886353709851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114977886353709851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/06/time4break_08.html' title='Time4Break'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114742595461442427</id><published>2006-05-12T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T17:25:54.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Holi ! Yah!</title><content type='html'>But that means make-up classes.Doesnt sound like a holi after all though i dont hav to go sch.I still hav many things to do.Projects and tutorials not done. And im in charge of publicity for the sale of cup corn on sunday, so i have to look for nice pics and make them nicer and presentable, leading them to our booth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114742595461442427?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114742595461442427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114742595461442427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/05/public-holi-yah.html' title='Public Holi ! 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On wednesday,i went jogging with eunice at 9plus.I wanted to cycle too.So i cycled to the park near our house.My bike tyre was almost flat so i walked with eunice to the bicycle shop near her hse to pump air, but it was closed when we went there.Then, we parted.I had to cycle to another bicycle shop that is nearer to my house.As i was cycling halfway,it started raining.Gosh!There wasnt any shelter nearby and i wanted to get home asap.Dont want to waste time outside stoning.So i had to speed.As i was cycling, my eyes was focused in the front,and i didnt see the puddles of water on the ground.So u know what happened rite?My shorts was totally wet when i reached home.The white shirt that i was wearing had brown spots - water dripping from the trees that i passed by.&lt;br /&gt;On friday,eunice and i went swimming after giving jasmine bs.The deep pool was crowded.Kids who were having lessons were in the deep pool instead of the teaching pool.No fun swimming in the medium pool!But we hadnt any choice.I kept banging into people who were swimming in another direction. Usually people will swim the length of the pool but most of the people there were swimming the breadth instead.Very irritating cos i had to stop each time they banged into me!I wanted to swim 20laps non-stop.They could hav stopped when they could see that i was swimming into their direction. My googles were quite blur in the cold water so i couldnt really see them.&lt;br /&gt;It started pouring when we were swimming.But we didnt have to get out of the pool as there wasnt lightning. =) I have not swam in the rain for a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,i tot i was late,so i cycled to the tamp int to meet my friends.But jingyi was even later than i was.Though i reached at 2pm sharp.After cell, we went subway to hav dinner.The food there was savoury.It was raining when we went home. Remembering that i cycled to the interchange, i realised that i had to collect my bike when i went home cos i may not go to the interchange when i go home tomorrow. My poor bike was drenched cos there wasnt any shelter when i collected it.Jingyi had to take bus 21 from the bus stop that i will pass by. So Jingyi and i pushed the bike to the place where we both parted.Then, my bike seat was wet again.So much for drying the seat when i collected it!Caught in the rain while cycling again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114570890133534719?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114570890133534719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114570890133534719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/04/rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114493105482772181</id><published>2006-04-13T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T20:24:15.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished watching da chang jin. 24Dvds,2 hrs plus each.Borrowed from my mother's friend.It's currently showing on channel u. She married min zheng hao and had a kid. who behaves like her,in the end.Very interesting show.How she persevered and managed to clear her mother's and her &lt;em&gt;niang niang's&lt;/em&gt; names.Her &lt;em&gt;niang niang&lt;/em&gt; was her mother's good friend.They were accused of things that they did not do.They were killed.All the deeds of the &lt;em&gt;cui&lt;/em&gt; family.But good triumphed evil.People around her praised her in the end. &lt;em&gt;Zheng liao bu qi&lt;/em&gt;! She was a very good cook and doctor.She was always so brave to stand out for her values that she hold so strongly to.The king ordered the people to call her &lt;em&gt;da chang jin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking of what i should do for the rest of the holidays.Starting school on 24April.Fast right?Been slacking at home.Should do more profitable things for the rest of the time. Good friday is tml.The day Jesus was crucified.He died to save us, that the bondages of sins will be broken, to give us victory in every trials and tribulations that we face. He then rose again on the 3rd day, giving us hope that we will have a new body when Jesus returns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114493105482772181?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114493105482772181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114493105482772181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/04/finished-watching-da-chang-jin.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114414364418320330</id><published>2006-04-04T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T17:40:44.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TALE OF THE CRUCIFIED CROOK - - -</title><content type='html'>If anyone was ever worthless, this one was. If any man ever deserved  dying, this man probably did. If any fellow was ever a loser, this  fellow was at the top of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is why Jesus chose him to show us what he thinks of the  human race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this criminal had heard the Messiah speak. Maybe he had seen  him love the lowly. Maybe he had watched him dine with the punks,  pickpockets, and potmouths on the streets. Or maybe not. Maybe the  only thing he knew about this Messiah was what he now saw: a beaten,  slashed, nail-suspended preacher. His face crimson with blood, his  bones peeking through torn flesh, his lungs gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something, though, told him he had never been in better company. And  somehow he realized that even though all he had was prayer, he had  finally met the One to whom he should pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Any chance that you could put in a good word for me?” (Loose  translation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Consider it done.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why did Jesus do that? What in the world did he have to gain by  promising this desperado a place of honor at the banquet table? What  in the world could this chiseling quisling ever offer in return? I  mean, the Samaritan woman I can understand. She could go back and  tell the tale. And Zacchaeus had some money that he could give. But  this guy? What is he going to do? Nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the point. Listen closely. Jesus’ love does not depend upon  what we do for him. Not at all. In the eyes of the King, you have  value simply because you are. You don’t have to look nice or perform  well. Your value is inborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that for just a minute. You are valuable just because you  exist. Not because of what you do or what you have done, but simply  because you are. Remember that. The next time someone tries to pass  you off as a cheap buy, just think about the way Jesus honors you…and  smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do. I smile because I know I don’t deserve love like that. None of  us do. When you get right down to it, any contribution that any of us  make is pretty puny. All of us—even the purest of us—deserve heaven  about as much as that crook did. All of us are signing on Jesus’  credit card, not ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it also makes me smile to think that there is a grinning ex-con  walking the golden streets who knows more about grace than a thousand  theologians. No one else would have given him a prayer. But in the  end that is all that he had. And in the end, that is all it took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they call him the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;From No Wonder They Call Him the SaviorCopyright 1986, Max Lucado&lt;a href="http://www.maxlucado.com/shop/detail2.php?pid=B102H" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.maxlucado.com/shop/detail2.php?pid=B102H&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114414364418320330?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114414364418320330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114414364418320330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/04/tale-of-crucified-crook.html' title='THE TALE OF THE CRUCIFIED CROOK - - -'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114381771551653606</id><published>2006-03-31T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T23:08:35.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeover</title><content type='html'>Raining heavily again. I went to have a free makeover at clarke quay.The person told my mum that it's located near raffles place,but we ended up walking to clarke quay.We took a long time to find the place as the lanes were confusing.There are boat quay road,circuit road and circular road.Finally a long search, we found the place.It looks cool as there's 3 storey.There are places for photography,make up, changing room, quite a number of desktops so that customers can choose the pics that they want.My mum and i had a makeover.As there were two of us,we took a long time before we were able to choose our pics.We are entitled to have two free images.But the consultants psychoed us to spend two thousand plus to have more benefits like having makeover every year, job opportunities whenever im on holiday,learn more about adobe photoshop.There's definitely not a need to do so as my dad is a photographer.He took several videos and pictures of me when i was young.When we didnt want to purchase anything, their faces changed.When the consultant introduced herself to us, she said that the company emphasizes on their service.But how can it be a good service if the stuff show black faces whenever customers dont make any purchases?Moreover only some of the pictures they have taken are nice. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the time we ended everything it was about 9.30pm.So late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Below are the 2 nicest pictures my mum and i have chosen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/1600/IMG_1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/320/IMG_1110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guided by the consultant to pose this way,but it ended out as an 'act cut' picture.Maybe because i'm cute by nature? Haha =) Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/171/875/320/IMG_1198.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            After they have curled my hair and did some stuff to my mum's hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 2 pics look different rite? I look younger in the first rite? The second, i look abit older rite? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Overall, it was fun taking pics.Really took a long time to take the pictures as i cant see without my specs. So whenever they told me to pose,i have to wear my specs again.Very troublesome.The consultant was kinda of used to it that the 2nd round she automatically offered to give me back my specs to see another pose. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114381771551653606?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114381771551653606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114381771551653606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/03/makeover.html' title='Makeover'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114347262580822641</id><published>2006-03-27T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:46:56.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief Teach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Woke up at 1045am today.Had a wonderful night, but my eye brown and nose bones were still aching.I think it's a blue black.I hit my face when i was at my cousin's house 2 weeks ago. I closed the refrigerator door when my head was still within the circumference of the door movement.&lt;br /&gt;Even before i get to eat my branch, my handphone rang.The number was one that i have not seen before.&lt;br /&gt;It was my cousin's friend working in maha budhi school.The school needed a relief teacher to replace a teacher who took mc.I think the teachers always call last minute for mc or leave, so the staff had to get a relief teacher last minute. Shouldnt the teachers call afew hours before the afternoon section starts? What if the staff couldnt get a relief teacher in time?&lt;br /&gt;She called at 12pm and expected me to meet her at 12.45pm at the school's general office. Have neither eaten nor bathed nor packed my stuff, and it's all the way down at ubi,eunos link.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, i waited for more than 15minutes for bus 15 to arrive.While walking to the bus stop, i realised that i had no more money in my EZ-link card,i didnt have enough coins, and i forgot to bring my precious water bottle. Boarded the bus at 12.40pm.The driver was very nice.He allowed me to board the bus even though i didnt have enough coins. I reached school at 1pm. The students were still having assembly.&lt;br /&gt;I had to teach them english, maths and social studies.The class was extremely noisy!Maybe because i've not been in the classroom setting for a long time.The students were complaining that their friends hit them,pulled their hair,knocked down their water bottles and accidentally spoiled them.While trying to get silence from one side of the class, another was making a whole lot of noise.Then, when i went over the other side, the previous side continued making noise.Much of the noise was actually made by students who raised their voice to silent the class and requested to write on the board to ask the class to keep quiet. Told them to sit down but they continued doing so.I think in most classes, there will sure be a bully who goes around disturbing,irritating other students.There was one in the class that i taught.He simply didnt want to sit still, nor listened to others,including me, who asked him to go back to his seat.He first started hitting and disturbing others,and they were so annoyed that they hit him back and tore his notebook.&lt;br /&gt;I really had a headache cos of my blue black on my face,didnt eat since i woke up.However so, i managed to get them to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;For english, they had to pick at least 5 useful words from the 2nd story of their storybooksin groups of 5. For maths, i got some of them to get to the front to do sums on the board and awarded some marks to their groups when they have done the sums correctly.Upon seeing the sums on the board,more then 5 students came to the front and requested to do them.Without paying attention to my instructions,some of them from the same group requested to do the sums.I actually wanted a student from each group to race to the front and see who was the first and does the sum correctly,so that i can award additional marks.Still, i picked students who raised their hands first.I could wait for school to end when i was teaching at 2plus 3pm.It finally got to the end when i relief teach them social studies for the last lesson.Some requested to pack up their bag at 610pm when school was dismissed at 620p. So gang chiong.The rest was still playing, that i had to go round the class to ask them to read their textbook.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first time teaching primary school kids.I think i need to learn how to teach in a classroom setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114347262580822641?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114347262580822641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114347262580822641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/03/relief-teach.html' title='Relief Teach'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114191573459761701</id><published>2006-03-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:48:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Week's almost over</title><content type='html'>I have been sleeping for long hours this week.The earliest time i woke up was 930am, after 9-10 hours of sleep. So i only have half a day doing things since i woke up so late. And the thing is even though i have slept for so long, i still felt sleepy throughout the day, and i spent the first few hours forcing myself to be awake and not sleep too much.To my rememberance, i have not slept for so long in a week in my whole life and feel so sleepy after that. Cos when i was young, my mum would wake me up at 8plus,always nagging that half the day would be gone if u've slept longer.True.But it's no choice if u are really tired. Perhaps, it's true that the more u sleep the more tired u are. I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Still,I spent the week reading the series of Narnia, borrowed from Merri.It's interesting, and fascinating. So magical, talking about magicians and witches, and Aslan will save the day.He would send people from the world to another world and help them solve a case.Something i realised was thatAslan will appear in every book.The last time i read such books was when i was in primary school, because of the tales.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the airport twice this week.I fetched my mum back from China on Monday.Her company sent her away for a week to do some business there. I went airport again with Pauline and Hui min to have lunch with them today,though i have eaten lunch at home already.Cos my aunt bought lunch to my house today.Due to the absence of my mum last week, my grandma and her maid is staying over at my house.She still is at my house though my mum's back.We walked nearly the whole of airport after eating.Nothing much there, all u see is people walking here and there or sitting.Arrival and departure hall ma,of course la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114191573459761701?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114191573459761701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114191573459761701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-weeks-almost-over.html' title='Another Week&apos;s almost over'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114119765835839509</id><published>2006-03-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:20:58.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noisy</title><content type='html'>5days of my holidays have past already, and i have been going out everyday except for friday. Today, i would only be out of the house in the late evening. I wanted to finish reading 'Church History' so that i wont hold on the Adora's book for too long.I borrowed from her last year and i only really started reading after exams.Haha.Sorry Adory. =) Left another half to be completed. I really get to know how come there are so many denominations now,and how were they originated.For every movements,there would be an origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all thanks to the noises around me that caused me to be so distracted.First, was the reconstruction in Pasir Ris Sec which was jus beside my house,then comes the drilling from my neighbour upstairs,another from the pounding loudly of food next door,and then the other neighbour tried to pound back some noise,hinting to them that they are noisy.But it only contributed to the noise pollution cos  they continued pounding soon after that. Last but not least,the wayang and the lion dance from the temple near my house.interestingly,CNY is over and there's still lion dance around.Anybody know why the temple's always doing some wayang all thru the day and there seemed that only afew watches. I couldnt concentrate on my book so went blog visiting and i also came here to post something. =) But, i will go back to the book.My goal will be accomplished today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114119765835839509?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114119765835839509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114119765835839509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/03/noisy.html' title='Noisy'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114076630077420955</id><published>2006-02-24T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:31:40.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Old Days</title><content type='html'>I was reading a card eunice gave me on my birthday, and thinking about the days we had.The tears and laughters we had that could never be forgotten,nor can they ever be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;I was also reading see jin's blog, when i saw dmnchoir pics.Again, the good old days.The times when i was so quiet whenever my seniors were around or when they talked to me.It was not because i was &lt;em&gt;dao &lt;/em&gt;or something.But because words jus couldnt get out of my lips.Some my seniors would get frustrated with me, and my peers would wonder if i wanted to attract attention or something.But it wasnt that. It was the fear of men because of my background.I couldnt express myself clearly. These are some of the struggles that some people face that others may not even know.&lt;br /&gt;The seniors would still have a deep impression of me now.When i saw zhen ting one day after sch in tp,she was suprised to see me and was able to remember me because of that impression that i had left in my seniors' memories.I really regretted not speaking up then, but i couldnt help it though.I rather make close friendships than giving my seniors that kind of impression.&lt;br /&gt;Now i would talk to them naturally beecause God has delivered me out of the fear of men.There was a day when i met mavis at my friend's bus stop after doing proj, and i talked to her.U must be wondering what's the big deal, rite? It didnt occur to me that i had the fear of men in the past.I just talked to her naturally.As i was looking back after that incident,i realised that i've improved.Because in the past i would jus &lt;em&gt;'ignore'&lt;/em&gt; them whenever i see them.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the experiences i had with my peers and juniors can never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;The Good Old Days.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i feel like visiting dmn.Anybody interested? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114076630077420955?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114076630077420955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114076630077420955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-old-days_24.html' title='The Good Old Days'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-114076498255441267</id><published>2006-02-24T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:09:42.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester is over</title><content type='html'>and i will miss you guys.The laughters and joy you all have added into my life.&lt;br /&gt;Finally another post. =) sorry guys, i was jus too lazy and tired for the past few weeks. With the project deadlines and presentations, i was almost out of breath. Haha not to the extreme.but i cant deny that i was very busy.&lt;br /&gt;now i have ample time to do several things. =) know why? Exams are over and it's holiday again.Yippee! Time really flies man!It's jus so fast that i dont even feel like im having holiday now. Maybe afew days later, i would feel it?&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, i was jus '&lt;em&gt;chiong'ing&lt;/em&gt;. Jus had to will myself to study, and not slumber whenever i felt like to, so as to achieve excellent grades. The time slot for the exams were terrible.I had a paper on in the morning at 9.30 and later in the evening at 7pm!I had to suffer this ordeal on tues and thurs.Was extremely difficult to study in the afternoons, when i felt like sleeping after a paper in the morning. But i managed to pull through. Most of the stuff i studied came out.=) It was really God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last sem when i was preparing for my sem exams, i couldnt concentrate and felt very restless that i walked several times in my house.It was also God's grace that i could still achieve that results, and managed to get into biz for next sem. =)&lt;br /&gt;For Org Beh yesterday,I spent an hour doing 2 essay questions.More time was spent on thinking and planning on what i should write for the ques rather than writing alone. Spent 1/2 hr to do and check MCQ ques, and the other half for 3 case study ques.And for the 3 case study ques they had subpoints.I was scribbling for the last half an hour, but my handwriting was legible. Hand muscle was aching after that.Thankfully, i managed to write my last piece on the dot.I was in a daze mentally, though i still talked, even when all the exams were finish.It was jus like a twinking of an eye that i couldnt believe that the sem's over.&lt;br /&gt;The previous semester when i took principles of management, i also finished on the dot.For other papers, i managed to finish about 10minutes or more before the time limit so as to check my paper.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i spent the day packing my room, checking mail and stuff like that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-114076498255441267?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114076498255441267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/114076498255441267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/02/semester-is-over.html' title='Semester is over'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113827871182512947</id><published>2006-01-26T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:32:32.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TiMeS of TeStiNg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My busy week is over.Just last week i had to rush Ob project and at the same time be 'pre-occupied' with the sch open house.Those who like freebies and didnt go for the open house, u missed it!Free bag was distributed.And on friday and saturday was cre8ive consade.Was kinda of bz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Jus 2 days ago, i made a real big mistake.Those who know good for u. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;AT that moment, i just felt like a failure, i couldnt do things well, i couldnt manage my things well, couldnt take care of people.I felt that i was simply not good enuf.Things were happening when i least expect it.I felt simply terrible man.Failure may sound simple but it may prevent one from moving on in life.People who hv gone thru these will know how it feels.People who need help can feel free to ask me.If i can help in anyway, i will.Now, i know how ti feels like alrdy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When i felt like a failure, i let go of shepherding somebody.It was a loss to me.Maybe God was testing how much was i willing to let go so that His will can be done.I felt that something was amidst.But i wenli mentioned that we could still remain the relationship.My sheep can still call me whenever she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;With this vital mistake that i made, i felt im expanded to do more things.Was it a mistake? i know not.But i know that there's a reason behind it.Wen li gave me more people to follow up on.It was very presurizing then as i was still feeling like a failure.Moreover, she gave me 2 weeks to do so.I think she wants to challenge me but it made me more stressed then. One of them is from dmn-my sec sch.Perhaps it's God's plan so that He can equip us and send revival to that sch.Sometimes, u can do more with least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For every action, there is sure a purpose.Im going out with jasmine and eunice, jas's mine new shepherd tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113827871182512947?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113827871182512947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113827871182512947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/01/times-of-testing.html' title='TiMeS of TeStiNg'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113750842379788646</id><published>2006-01-17T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:33:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRE8IVE BAND LIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A concert worth attending!&lt;/strong&gt; There's a band concert on 20-21Jan06 at 7.30pm. Location: Katong. To those who like music and band, this is a wide exposure for u! It's an Australian band, so it will be excellent!&lt;br /&gt;Those interested can contact me or tag at my tagboard to let me know if u dont have my hp no.Pls let me know ur answer asap as i need to book the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113750842379788646?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113750842379788646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113750842379788646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/01/cre8ive-band-live.html' title='CRE8IVE BAND LIVE!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113734405006291817</id><published>2006-01-16T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:46:22.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Complaining and move on!</title><content type='html'>YUP!That's right!To those who always complain stop it.Dont make it a habit.How does complaining starts?When we start criticising about others and saying they are rude, impolite,etc.The list may go on...cos there's a tendency to expect others to be like what u want.But it's impossible due to personality and perception differences.&lt;br /&gt;Dont whine abt things like the salesgirl is rude.Why dont u take over her place and see how it feels like?I dont mean that i encourage this kind of service either.Tell the person nicely with love to change her behaviour if there's a need to.Do something about it,not complain!There's no use in complaining.Always ask urself,can u do a better job?If u think u can, then go for it!Dont whine abt people!If u are not up to it, why criticise abt others?If u are up to it, then help the person.It will not benefit anyone by compplaining.It will only hurt the other party's ears by ur rantings and soon ur friends will dread to be with u.Who wants to be with a negative person,who goes around spoiling their mood?Stop it or u will see ur friends drifting far from u soon.Dont behave like an old grandmother or grandfather if u are not.Complaining will spoil ur day and mood.Choose to give compliments and try to improve the situation instead!&lt;br /&gt;It was complaining that the children of Israel lost their inheritance.Time and time again they tested God.Complaining why had God brought them out of Egypt to suffer when they were travelling to the Promised Land.God has made us and He definitely wont starve us.why worry and complain?It's redundant.They assumed that God would starve them and they complained.They asked God to rain manna down from heaven for them to eat and God really did that!Dont complain,persevere and u will see results. Perseverance brings about character.&lt;br /&gt;No man can tame the tongue.With it we bless our God, and with it we curse men, who have been made in similitude of God.OUt of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing.These ought not to be so!Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening?Can a fig tree bear olives ot a grapevine bear figs?Of Course not!No spring yields both salt water and fresh.So what do u want ur mouth to do this day?Control it or else it will harm your future.Negative words cant bet taken back once they are said.choose it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113734405006291817?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113734405006291817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113734405006291817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/01/stop-complaining-and-move-on.html' title='Stop Complaining and move on!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113656611262957887</id><published>2006-01-07T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:50:27.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do u test your determination and perseverance lvl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Is running,swimming a good gauge to test your perseverance?&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is borned with a good stamina.Stamina can be trained.It determines if u are determined to improve it.Im not talking abt people with heart or health issues.There will be one point in time where they are challlenged to go beyond what they think they can do and what they are used to.&lt;br /&gt;How does a runner train himself?Runs a distance and record his time taken, and the next time run faster at a shorter time.DETermination and perseverance come about when u want to achieve a goal and you use your all to attain it.If as a runner, u constantly set realistic goals, and train hard to achieve them, then your determination lvl increases.Bcos u are determined to achieve that results.Then, ur perseverance lvl increases too as tiny setbacks here and there wont bother u anymore.For example, u want to attain a goal medal during NAPHA test, you would want to train yourself months before that.When you go all out to achieve your goals, u have determination.And the next time you decide that you want to be the top runner in school, you would want to exceed your previous limits.Then, your determination and perseverance level increase again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe as a runner that's what i think is true.But if u feel that you have better ideas or agree with me feel free to give me your comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113656611262957887?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113656611262957887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113656611262957887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-do-u-test-your-determination-and.html' title='How do u test your determination and perseverance lvl?'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113656517658055381</id><published>2006-01-07T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:50:57.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetting what lies behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Press on and run the race.Whatever pitfalls had happened last year, learn from it and dont make the same mistakes again this year.To achieve success,you definitely will make errors and will fall here and there.But what's the greatest achievement?To pick yourself up and try again,same concept as how u learnt how to walk when u were young.It's no how well u start but how well u end.It doesnt matter if u are the first in the beginning in the race.What matters is finishing the race well.When running the race,there will be setbacks and discouragements. Life is a race.It's about ur stamina, not how well u sprint! Always start with the end in mind so when u face difficulties,always focus on what u wanna achieve and work towards it without giving up.What is your goal this year and the years to come,what do u want to achieve in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113656517658055381?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113656517658055381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113656517658055381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/01/forgetting-what-lies-behind.html' title='Forgetting what lies behind'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113656431060079352</id><published>2006-01-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:18:30.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwell =(</title><content type='html'>Had to go back home after econs lec on wed as i was not feeling well.I vomitted quite a few times in sch so i decided to go home and rest.I was feeling very terrible then.Perhaps it's bcos of the food i had eaten in the morning.But i have not vomitted for a very long time,even if i had eaten an already expired food.Thus,i missed my cds tutorial.Couldnt get to see my results for my individual assignment. As i was abt to tap my ez-link card,i vomitted again.Not much was thrown out but was embarrasing as others were glaring at me.A kind woman offered me tissue and a plastic bag in case i vomit in the bus.But i didnt until i was climbing the stairs to my house.&lt;br /&gt;It's the hardest poin to praise God when u are facing difficulty or not feeling well cos u will be thinking only abt yourself and your condition.But there's power in doing so in these kind of situations as you will reach a higher level which you have never been before and even have breakthroughs!&lt;br /&gt;Now,it's kinda better but i sense that my stomach is still not too well,so i couldnt eat much food.When i have already been kinda particular with the food i eat.now it's worse.I have the tendency to pick instant food from my kitchen,Yesterday,i wanted to grab a bite before i left house,so i poured a sachet of instant soup into a bowl.Seeing the ingredients category,i realised i couldnt eat that either as it contains dairy stuff.Sobx =(&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind abt that,waited in school till 4pm for ba remedial but when lay yi and i reached the classroom,Leong was already there but he cancelled the remedial as no one else was there.So much for waiting for 3hrs!Should have gone home and rest more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113656431060079352?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113656431060079352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113656431060079352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/01/unwell.html' title='Unwell =('/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113622019404756480</id><published>2006-01-03T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:43:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>To those who i have not wished,Happy New Year.A new year signifies a new beginning.May it be a new beginning to u guys out there.Forget abt the past and move on.Whatever u have not accomplished last year, try to accomplish this year.The year is waiting for u.Expect the unexpected and u will see results in due time.Will not be too long winded.&lt;br /&gt;May His blessings be in whatever u do. All the best! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113622019404756480?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113622019404756480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113622019404756480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113586776036251449</id><published>2005-12-29T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:49:20.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>Though i am having a 1week break this week, it seems like a normal school day cos i have to go back sch to do proj everyday except for today. So today is like my free day. I had to prepare BS in 30min!That wz told me last minute to meet up with fenni.So i left house at 430, still late as i was supposed to meet fenni at 430 at mac.Anyway, it was an experience as we have to preach the gospel in and out of season.We talked till 6.17pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went eunice's hse.was supposed to meet her at 6.30at her hse downstairs but she wasnt there till 645 so i decided to go up to her hse.She was kinda of annoyed when i phoned her outside her hse.Thus she had to choice but to leave her hse soon.If i hadnt appeared outside her hse,she could have taken ages to leave her hse.&lt;br /&gt;We found a seat downstairs and she taught me Business Accounting-the subject i would never like.I would prefer Amath to accounting though it's easier for most ppl.Sometimes,i could understand tougher stuff as compared to simpler stuff.When i was young,most of the time i could handle hard questions,and when others could score in the simpler questions i simply couldnt.When ppl think that a paper is easy then i know im 'dead'.Anyway,hopefully i can sore well for BA term test.&lt;br /&gt;The break and the year is drawing to an end soon.My schedule will get more packed next yr,and in 6weeks time i will be having my holidays.So fast rite?But exams come before holidays...=s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113586776036251449?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113586776036251449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113586776036251449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/12/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113561158287018861</id><published>2005-12-26T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T23:54:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas</title><content type='html'>Have u ever wondered what does X in "Xmas" stand for?Maybe u tot that in our hustle-bustle world, poeple write the word that way to make it shorter and faster to read and write. Or maybe u tot thatpeople were trying to leave Christ out of Christmas completely. But neither of those reasons is truly why the X is used. Actually, Christians themselves first started using the X long ago in Greece. The Greek letter for the beginning of Christ's name is &lt;em&gt;chi&lt;/em&gt;, and the way to wite &lt;em&gt;chi&lt;/em&gt; is with an X. the X us just an old way of using Christ's initial. The letter X is the symbol for Chist, who is the symbol of all beginnings. Before anything alse existed, there was Christ,with Gid.He has always been alive and is himself God. He created everything there is - nothing exists that He didnt make.&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas, Alvaro Sanchez came to my church.He hails as one of the best in his field and will astound you with his excellent musicality. He played the guitar and harp.And when he played the guitar,the sound which sounded like drums was produced.It was awesome.Music was and is meant for worship man!That was why music was created.We were given gifts-"Building on the Cornerstone"DVD.Then after service, we went parkway for lunch.We have not been there for lunch for a long time.We had been eating at katong due to time constraint.The committed had class after lunch.We ate at Bk.After that,eunice and i went life bookshop as she wanted to get something for her bros.Then we went shopping, which we had not done so for a long time.I bought a green-coloured long pants.She had to meet her family so we parted and that was the last time we will be seeing each other for this year,unless if there's core mtg.So, hopefully there is core mtg this wed.When i was at the bus stop i saw sab,adora and liu yan approaching.We boarded bus 15.After adora and sab alighted,i slept the entire journey back home as i was very sleepy.I couldnt sleep the night before until 3am.I tossed and turned on my bed for 2hrs until i decided to spend my QT at 2am and i went back to bed at 240am. Took quite some time to sleep.My hp alarmed at 630am but i was too tired tt i switched off the alarm and went back to sleep. i actually wanted to sleep a while more but who knows i slept till 754am.i was very late!I woke up late last week too-804am.I dont know why but i have been taking cab to church for 2consecutive weeks and it's not cheap. Oh no!Learnt my lesson-never go back to sleep when the alarm has rung or else i would oversleep.It was pouring heavily and i only had 4 bucks in my wallet so i had to run to the ATM near church to draw money to return the cabbie.Reached church at 830.Service didnt start till 840, maybe bcos it was raining.When i reached the place where my cell usually sits, i saw them giving/exchanging gifts.Oh no! i dont have any at that time to return to those who had given me as i hadnt had time to buy or make the days before.Eunice reached later than me,but wasnt late for P&amp;amp;W.She too took a cab.I asked her if she took a cab.She told me that she wanted to call me to ask late as well but she tot i would call her if i was.Then when i was late,i wanted to call her but i tot she would be on the bus already.Oh No!Wasted money on cab,some more there's $1 surcharge,totalling my fare to $8.90!Learnt another lesson-always double check,dont 'think'!&lt;br /&gt;i opened and watched the "building on the cornerstone"DVD when i reached home.It's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Then i went my cousin's hse.We exchanged presents and ate steam boat for dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113561158287018861?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113561158287018861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113561158287018861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas.html' title='Xmas'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113445607835694534</id><published>2005-12-13T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T14:50:07.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachability</title><content type='html'>Pride shouldnt exists in our heart.Dont compare and say that the other is proud.Wat abt u?Consider wat ur nature is before u say others.All of us are selfish and proud by nature.It only depends to wat extend they dwell in our hearts.Y comment abt others?Pride exists whenever we choose to go according to our own way and not be willing to listen to wat others have to say.Their tots and mindsets may be different and they may be better than ours.When thst happen,we may feel agitated or jealous.these are very obvious symptoms of not being teachable.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from others.It's not abt a one man show. u cant really know urself,weaknesses and strengths if ppl dont tell u.Think thru wat ppl say and accept it with humility if necessary.Dont think so highl of urself1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113445607835694534?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113445607835694534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113445607835694534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/12/teachability.html' title='Teachability'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113409686638762960</id><published>2005-12-09T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:54:26.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If My people who are called by My name</title><content type='html'>will humble themselves and pray.Are we praying enough?Are we praying abt the right things and the things on the heart of God?Why  do u pray wat is not in the heart of God?Why pray and dont have the faith to believe?Prayer is the only key of unlocking the throne room of God and then we will have open heavens wherever we go!&lt;br /&gt;Or else,Singapore is on its way to hell.Disaster is coming like a canon ball if we dont pray and fast and seek His face.Pray like u have never prayed b4!Time is at hand.When we say that there's peace in spore,it's all a lie.Look at how singapore has become,taking God's blessings for granted.When God blesses us we think that we have done something right but in fact we are not!It's bcos God loves His ppl so He chooses to bless His ppl no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;We christians are living lives like the world!We behave like them until it's so hard to differentiate a christian and a non-believer.If Christians dont shine the Light to the darkness world,who will?Then wat's the diff between a Christian and an unbeliever?Nothing!It's like salt that is not salty and is ought to be thrown out and trampled by men!Is there salt that is not salty?Of course not!&lt;br /&gt;Thus,we ought to pray like never b4 before it's too late!Time is at stake.Lives could be at ur hand.Prayer does wonders,what man cannot do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113409686638762960?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113409686638762960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113409686638762960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/12/if-my-people-who-are-called-by-my-name.html' title='If My people who are called by My name'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113308579600993746</id><published>2005-11-27T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:03:16.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All a Facade</title><content type='html'>Facade.It is when people put on a false image in front of others.It is when we change behaviours(skins) in different scenarios.Do we behave differently  when we are at home,school,church?Do we try to justify ourselves by saying that it is because of different context that we show different sides of us?Are we the same at home as well as school?More sociable in sch and anti-social at home? One has to possess the same characteristics at home as well as outside home before we can say that he is of certain type of characteristics.A character trait has to be constant at all times regardless of the settings.Yah?I believe that many behave differently at home and outside home.&lt;br /&gt;And you must be wondering why do people put them on right?There are afew answers to that.Firstly,we dont want others to discover us.Who would want to be naked before another person?We dont want them to know our weaknesses but our strengths(or false strengths)We want to cover ourselves with alot of good things.Many seem to be an extrovert outside but deep down they maybe huting.Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,they feel inferior of others-the fear of man.Perhaps they are from a poor background and dont want others to look down on them.I know many singaporeans who judge others based on status of whatever kind.Look at the nation's system!It is of a terrible feeling to be looked down upon, and who would like that?&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, it may be because they dont know about their own facade that they are putting on.Man are just so blinded by their own flaws. For example, we can say that others are selfish and rude.But even before we say them, do we check on ourselves that we have that kind of traits too?The answer is most often a "no".We are so quick to pinpoint others' faults that we are so blinded abt ours!These are some of my reasons that i have experienced myself and with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we can even say,"That's surely not me,im a real person!",Let's reflect on our life in different context.&lt;br /&gt;3And why do you look at the speck in your brother’s eye, but do not consider the plank in your own eye? 4 Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me remove the speck from your eye’; and look, a plank is in your own eye? 5 Hypocrite! First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.[Matt7:3-5]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113308579600993746?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113308579600993746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113308579600993746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-facade.html' title='All a Facade'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113215667998492544</id><published>2005-11-16T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:57:59.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bdae Eunice!!!</title><content type='html'>Really blessed and glad that God has placed u in my life.How much we have been together,thru thick and thin,never being able to hide things from each other,other than yst when i discussed with ur mum abt ur bdae =) we literary kept u in the dark.When we told u that we were talking abt whether there was the core mtg was true. =)But that was the very brief part of our conversation.So are u happy?The core celebrated ur bdae,and ur mum made terriyaki and honey chicken wings.SUPRISED?!U tot that they were they forgot abt ur bdae rite? =)&lt;br /&gt;But i bought the present for u yst alr.If not i could have given u today if not for the last minute decision of the core mtg.First,Liu yan told us that there will be core mtg tml.And then soon later told us that it will be cancelled bcos of camp comm mtg.So i tot since we wont meet tml might as well buy her her present today?!But it was later confirmed to be resumed later at nite.It was after i had given her the present.Btw,How is ur reading process of the book?I felt that it was the appropriate book for u.It was one of the few books that i chose from.Like it?Of course,what more can u say when i have bought u a present?! HAHA...LOL&lt;br /&gt;3cheers for eunice!Hip Hip Horray!17 lor...i have always felt that the age(we) are old alr.but we are the youngest in the core.Haha=)then we are insulting them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113215667998492544?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113215667998492544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113215667998492544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-bdae-eunice.html' title='Happy Bdae Eunice!!!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113187538871482602</id><published>2005-11-13T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T17:50:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball Match</title><content type='html'>I gave Dai zhen bs in the morning at 845am.Jia yu and zhiyu told her that they could go yst but they didnt.They couldnt come out as their grandma is at home.I taught her on faith, how simple actions can increase faith...&lt;br /&gt;Then i rushed down to eunice hse to make sandwiches for the zone and Pri6 lunch.We bought 4loaves of bread for 80ppl.I went to her hse at 10am as we tot that we could finish making by 1130am.but it turned out that we only finished making them at 1205pm!Then Jason Lee,Wenli,Brenda,Pauline and jasmine came to fetch us.Lee was driving the van!eunice mum came down with us as eunice and i had not enuf hands to bring the sandwiches down.Quess what did jasmine say upon the arrival of her mum?She blurted out,"Aunty,u are so beautiful,not like eunice!"Just straight to her face!Should her mum be happy or sad?Haha=) Will have to teach her to control her tongue soon.It's a small part of the body but it's the most dangerous one.See how great a forest a little fire kindles!Every creature can be tamed,but no man can tame the tongue.U can never take back a word u have said.It can either bless or hurt.Thus, we have to be very mindful of what we speak.Wwhatever is not pleasing,dont speak.&lt;br /&gt;The bball match at bedok cc was organised by our church.Some schs were involved,and there were quite afew teams from an individual sch.I was sitting down watch ing them and i discovered some habits,traits of them.There were afew 14yr old china boys who were pri 6 in eunos pri.They were bigger in size than the rest.There are advantages of being tall and short when playing bball.In general,shorter ppl are good at 3-pointers and taller ones at slam dunk.Tell me if im wrong.=)I also realised that foreigners are more competitive than singaporeans in the good sense.From the various foreigners that i have observed, i noticed that they are hungry for knowledge.Take for example china students,they will grab hold of every oppotunity they have to do well. what i could learn from a china student from my class was that he felt that sleeping was a waste of time!Though this may not be true,he wants to spend his time wisely in singapore. There are some guys in the company that im working at who didnt have much education.But they werent beaten by that reason!They strive to do well in all things.My supervisor who was a malaysian and didnt have much education,learnt english and developed human skills while working.Now,he could handle customers of almost all kinds,proud,unreasonable,rude,u name them.He's still picking up english. He increases his general knowledge by reading up and coming up with jokes so that we can communicate with the staff.Those bball guys were given this chance to play in a tournament and they played well.This can be the area that they can excel in and they may be developing it though they couldnt play in normal pri sch tournaments as they are too old.&lt;br /&gt;Btw,we finished the whole tournaments at 245pm.Eunice and i went home while the rest went for lunch at bedok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113187538871482602?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113187538871482602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113187538871482602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/11/basketball-match.html' title='Basketball Match'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113169692771677360</id><published>2005-11-11T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:15:27.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Reopens!</title><content type='html'>It has been 5 days since sch reopened.I got leadership and character for my CDS!I will take the DISC test sometime in this semester again.Im at S and C person =) but i have misplaced my notes of my description!I like business statistics cos it deals with maths...horrray!I find that they are not as boring as the subjects i took last semester.However,i didnt understand what the lecturer was talking today.Whatever he said flew past my head though i tried to understand what he's trying to say.He just left us stranded on the island without explaining to us the necessary stuff.And worse still,he used his saliva to erase the mistake he had made on the transparency in front of us!So gross rite.Then later, he asked a student to answer a question on a transparency with his marker of course.Imagine how the germs spreaded?!OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;Also, this week is the week of relaxation cos we only attend sch for lec...so there were some days when i just went to sch for 2 hrs!Haha..but it's going to be over soon as it's already friday.I will have a long day every mon-from 9am-5pm...my longest day!But the rest of the days i just alright.&lt;br /&gt;The company im working part-time for didnt get back to me...haix.Slow system,something needs to be done man!How can the workers plan their schedule like that?It's very troublesome to tell us last minute that we have to work last minute!Nvm...patience.I will try to get my pay for last month asap...the rest of it nvm since i have not worked for this month...I will do my best and God will do the rest!What a wonderful God i serve!I really learn from the working world,humility, wisdom and stuff like that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113169692771677360?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113169692771677360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113169692771677360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/11/school-reopens.html' title='School Reopens!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113048964962988037</id><published>2005-10-28T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:54:09.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How was i saved?</title><content type='html'>There was a gal(now my best friend)whom i quarelled with often.She was from the same class as me.She frequently asked me to play basketball with her church friends.ALthough i like bball,i still rejected her many appeals.After that, i will usually complain to my mum of this friend of mine (eunice)who kept pestering me to play bball with her church friends.Also there was this want of studying with eunice,i do not know why but i believe it's placed by God so that eunice can bring me to church. For example, when we were supposed to meet at a 530pm she would only leave church at 530!And the church is not near tamp,it's at katong!!!Delaying my time!!!!I was so frustrated then.Sensing my frustration, she tried asking me to join her.After much persuation,i didnt know why i agreed. =)When i went church with her my mum wasnt around so nobody would bother much as well.&lt;br /&gt;The problem arose when she came back.After much going out on saturdays and sundays,i finally told her that i am a christian.She was kinda agitated,but i went on with life ignoring her disapproval.Then she would always tell me that i could be a christian but i could not go for baptism.As what normal parents will say...&lt;br /&gt;The week before i went for water baptism,eunice,evan,jess and i met up after sch.Then, i called my mum saying that i was going for baptism on that coming saturday.This time, she was alot more furious.I feared to go home...Later that nite,jess and i had share holder mtg(for all baptism candidates).I reached home quite late.She was talking on the phone with my aunt about me going for baptism.Upon reaching home,i stayed in my room the entire nite.&lt;br /&gt;The day before my baptism,eunice and i stayed at amanda's hse.This was to prevent my mum from stopping me in the morning before baptism.Some parents will lock their hse doors so that their kids cannot go for baptism.STill,wee had a fun time there at her hse.&lt;br /&gt;This is a another short testimony of mine.I hope the ppl out there reading will be encouraged by it,and perhaps also get to know better of my background&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113048964962988037?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113048964962988037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113048964962988037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-was-i-saved.html' title='How was i saved?'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113048811683758050</id><published>2005-10-28T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:58:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Short Testimony</title><content type='html'>My relationship with my mum was terrible. The thought of seeking refuge from those conflicts at home after becoming a Christian was proven wrong. Conflicts with my mum soon arose. She was already against Christianity, what more me becoming a Christian! Thus, she would find fault in every area of my life. For example, she would say that I was not studying enough for my ‘O’s when I actually was. She claimed that the time spent in Church could be used for studying instead. However, my ‘O’ level grades had improved tremendously as compared to my Mid-Year and Preliminary exams. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you honour Him, He will honour you too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the difficult and trying times, I tried to seek shelter but could not find one except under the shadow of the Almighty. That was where I obtained my strength, hope, grace, Friend, my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family was filled with violence ever since I as young. Everything was so chaotic. My dad used violence to get his way in everything, smashing things whenever and wherever he like. So hatred for him filled my heart, seeing how he had treated my mum. My parents divorced when I was young, depriving me of experiencing what love was. So in most cases like this the mum may be closer to the children. For me it’s only true to some extent. We go out together but I had never shared anything personal with her. I just found it hard and strange to share things with her. We couldn’t relate and understand each other. So when she tried talking to me about her problems I would shut her up, and vice versa. I always asked God why He had given me such a family. However, after becoming a Christian, I have realized that &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is a reason for what God does, to mould us into what He wants us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I carried my burdensome past wherever I went, building high walls around myself, afraid that people might discover them. I was set free from those bondages during encounter camp, and experienced God’s tangible love. I was transformed from one who didn’t know where she was heading in life to one who is full of a sense of purpose in existence. My relationship with my mum has improved ever since she saw the changes in me. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not so hot tempered and violent as I used to be. The way I convey things to her has changed for the better – more well mannered, caring, appreciative of her being in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113048811683758050?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113048811683758050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113048811683758050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-short-testimony.html' title='My Short Testimony'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-113014654665020444</id><published>2005-10-23T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:55:35.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Day</title><content type='html'>i went for early morning prayer as usual today.Adora came too so we had breakfast at Olive Branch.When we went back to the auditorium,amanda was already there and i also realised that the position of my bag had changed.It was changed to between amanda and adora. How strange!I have always prefered to sit at the side, so of course i placed my bag there.There can only be one reason why my bag was shifted.If u are reading,and if u know the reason, jus continue reading.My stuff wasnt stolen,and i believe nobody from church would be so bothered by changing the position of it.I mean, who would? i can only think of one person who was at the scene of place who told me that she didnt know who shifted my bag and she wasnt the one.Her motive? i know...to sit with the person whom she's infactuated with.Shake head!Why am i saying this?I am trying to let u guys see that this shouldnt be the case.For the sake of sitting with the person she like, she resorted to lying.This can happen to either anybody who wants to cover their guilt so that others wouldnt know.&lt;br /&gt;Then my cell went for lunch.Some were missing.Merri went parkway for lunch with small vivien, alethea;sherni was late so she went for 2nd service.amanda joined her;others had meeting.Then the committed ones had class at the theatrette.Amanda and merri were missing.so i called them.Merri was on the way back from pp so she will be late.i called amanda and she hung up twice,so i messsaged her of her class jus in case she couldnt pick up hp.Y did amanda go for 2nd service when she had already went for 1st?I know not but wenli wants me to get her out.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i joined adora and sab.we went to the lounge at church to study.We spent most of the time sharing abt stuff.Then we felt that we need to pray more as a zone.when we are flames for God individually, we can then be a fire that cannot be extinguished easily when we gather together.When eunice and amelia joined us later, we had prayer mtg.in the midst of it,andrew told us that we had to vacate as church was closing soon.After that,eunice, sab and i went to the airport to send terry off.we ate earlier dinner at popeye's.Eunice and i shared a meal as usual.then we waited for time to fly.terry was flying off at 830pmlike that.many ppl(including Geners) was present.terry,jodin,karen,marve and one from adult cell were going india today for mission trip.We prayed them before they depart from us.&lt;br /&gt;wenli,sab,eunice and i took the same bus home.I alighted at 201 and walked home.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice and i talked for a long time,till 1245 like .our conversation was cut when her hp had no batt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-113014654665020444?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113014654665020444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/113014654665020444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/long-day.html' title='A Long Day'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112989510997888430</id><published>2005-10-21T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T19:45:09.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 People, 2Paths</title><content type='html'>Two people, two paths&lt;br /&gt;Eric Harris (One of the Columbine killers) and Rachel Joy Scott were born just days apart. They lived just a few miles away from each other. But in many ways, they couldn’t have been more different.&lt;br /&gt;Eric was a bitter, angry person who went out of his way to give voice to his inward bitterness. Much of the time, he seemed to hate the nearly everything he saw in this world, including himself.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel chose love, compassion, chose to serve God with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;We can’t describe inner motivations and outward behaviours of these 2 young people.&lt;br /&gt;Both talked about starting a “chain reaction” Rachel wrote a paper entitled “My ethics. My codes of Life.” Her core values: trust, honesty, compassion, love, and the desire to believe the best about people. She said, “ my codes may seem like a fantasy that can never be reached, but test them for yourself, and see the kind of effect that have in the lives of people around you. You just may start a chain reaction.”&lt;br /&gt;Eric spoke of a quite different type of chain reaction. He hoped to kill hundreds of innocent students and thereby unleash a period of chaos and terror.&lt;br /&gt;Eric didn’t start out life deciding he wanted to be a mass murderer. Rather, his life took shape step-by-step as he made decisions all along the way,&lt;br /&gt;Neither did Rachel announce on her birthday that she wanted to be a devoted disciple of Jesus. Instead it was thru a series of fits and starts that she decided, over a period of years, to gradually give more and more of herself to God&lt;br /&gt; Today, both Rachel’s words and the example of her life challenge us to choose the good path and to tell others about it whenever we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel carried a torch, the torch of truth, the torch of compassion, the torch of love, the torch of good news of Jesus Christ, her Saviour and Lord, who was not ashamed of even in her hour of death. The torch has fallen from Rachel’s hands. Who will pick the torch up again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112989510997888430?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112989510997888430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112989510997888430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/2-people-2paths.html' title='2 People, 2Paths'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112989504277467800</id><published>2005-10-21T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T19:44:02.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH NO!</title><content type='html'>I've not worked for this week! that's terrible! Cos their staff are having tests. so we cant go in.Oh no when will be our tests too? Hearing of tests freaks me out man!Who will like test.If u are like me who dont like, then u are normal,and not having any fever.Ok that's all for this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I set my kettle on fire yst.I boiled the water for 3hrs under intense heat.I didnt even rmb that i was boiling water till my mum came back and asked if i was boiling water.Imagine i didnt even know i was boiling and wasnt even thirsty.If only i was, then the kettle can still be used.EXpectedly, the bottom became chao ta...oh no...and it cant be used anymore. it actually quite new.Im jus so so sorry...This was not the first time i boiled water for so long. there was once i boiled the water till it was left 1/4 full.So terrible rite? i know...but i forgot mah...dont have good memory.&lt;br /&gt;I had been reading Rachel's Tear.It's quite a sad story. she was shot for her faith in God.There was these guys who didnt believe in God.Their hearts were so filled with hatred for Christians.You know what! The gunmen were actually rachel's friends, and Klebold(one of the killers) had a crush on her.I can still remember what the killer,Eric Harris who grabbed rachel by her hair ,and asked her the question:"Do u believe in God?"&lt;br /&gt;"You know i do,"replied RAchel.&lt;br /&gt;"Then go be with Him,"responded Harris before shooting her in the head.&lt;br /&gt;She was only 17 then.If she was still alive, she would be 24 yrs old.The killers actually had in mind who they wanted to kill b4 the Columbine killings.They didnt kill Christians but commited Christians!It is a very glorious thing to die for Jesus cos the He has reserved special seats for them. Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112989504277467800?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112989504277467800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112989504277467800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-no.html' title='OH NO!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112947649036158030</id><published>2005-10-16T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:33:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days @ Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1st Day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very early for work today.Left house at 0836,reached hougang at 0915.It was very early as i was supposed to start work at 1000.When i reported for work,they thought that the manager had employed a small girl.And then they continued doing their own stuff as if i dont exist at all.They expect you to push away the movable cart away so that u can enter,when you donet know if u are allowed to.&lt;br /&gt;How can a small girl be working when she has school?Haha...do i look that young?=)That's a good thing indeed!&lt;br /&gt;I learnt how to play around with the money box.I was the cashier from 1000-1500.Another new girl came and she took over my role and i went to the kitchen to learn to cook some dished while the supervisor was with the girl,guiding her as well as flirting with her...Aiyo...shake head.He's not even handsome,not educated,still want to flirt.Not that im jealous or despise him but why flirt? doesnt he any better things to do?&lt;br /&gt;The crew leader taught me how to fry the chicken.The chicken there is very oily!They are deep fried 3 times!My shift was over at 1600.Then eunice took over my shift.Our leader made us copy the recipe and she will test us tml...&lt;br /&gt;I went home 1st as i still had time.Did some stuff at home before going to church for class -"Building the spirirtual House"Amazingly,Maxine was there!She just finished her exams so she came with her mum.We sat together with wenli and liuyan.Of the entire zone, only 4 of us came.Eunice was working night shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did cashier again...but facing the place was very hot due to the afternoon sun and the hot lights shining in the store.Today, i learnt how to fry burgers ,e.g.fish,chicken,light pepper,crispy chicken...&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to church.i had choir audition again!Aiyo...so many...This time eunice couldnt accompany me as she was working the night shift.I went to the lounge to warm my voice up.I think outside could hear my voice since i could hear the footsteps of people walking up and down.When time was almost up i went to look for the auditioner.throughout the time i was paniking.Pst Haziel was the auditioner.She wanted me to sing other songs as she didnt know the songs that i have prepared.I knew that i was off beat and off key,so terrible.I could have done better but i dont know what happened today...&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one there.Then hui yi came, and i ate with her.Finally there was someone who could eat with me!She was actually looking for someone to eat with her too...=)Then weizheng joined us.&lt;br /&gt;Before i was abt to sleep,at abt 12,eunice mum msged me that she cant contact eunice since 1045pm.She was supposed to fin work at 10pm.Then i realised that the superviser didnt allow her to leave at 10pm.how could he?Doest he know that girls have to be home early?It's dangerous for a girl to go home that late!Do u know what time she fin work? 11.23pm!!!So late!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd Day&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Realised that the superviser does nothing much but talk.I learnt how to make pancake today.I took such a long time to learn 1 pancake.Do u know that making one isnt easy?It's easy to put one into ur mouth but it's certainly not easy to make one of the proper shape and size man!Then the crew leader was annoyed that i took such a long time to make one nice one!Let me tell u guys something man!The order there is corrupted! What do i mean by that?There's no proper schedule for them to teach u new techniques.they expect you to do things urself.They dont bother to teach you unless the superviser asks them to do so.Then wont the new workers be standing there doing nothing?That's just my opinion...&lt;br /&gt;I fin work at 3pm and Eve the new girl took the night shift.Eunice didnt work today.Then i went hoem to have a good rest.The pay is low and they expect you to be fast and efficient,so tiring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112947649036158030?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112947649036158030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112947649036158030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/days-work.html' title='The Days @ Work'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112947343269369300</id><published>2005-10-10T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:37:12.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Day gone</title><content type='html'>eunice and i could i have started work today, but because we didnt know if we should work in that company.We need to take a jab or a pill typhoid.AFter much consideration,we decided to take up the job but it was already quite late and the clinic closed at 4!Thus we had to wait till 7 for it to open again.Meanwhile, we went to the library.We quarrelled and patched things up soon after that,This was one of the very rare time we quarrel ever since a long time.I hope we can keep up the good work though iron sharps iron...=)&lt;br /&gt;We walked back to the clinic.We took the pills instead of the jab.The injection needle simply turns me off,haha cos i didnt take BSG when i was pri 6 =)&lt;br /&gt;Off to work @Hougang tml.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112947343269369300?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112947343269369300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112947343269369300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-gone.html' title='A  Day gone'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112877571316418080</id><published>2005-10-08T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T20:48:33.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Fever</title><content type='html'>Eunice: Hi, it's me here! im stealing some space to say my piece. Well, today there was cell and im staying over at vivien's hse. Injection. Sleep. Work. Service. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. some things that are on my mind.. ok i dun like typing..vivien's laughing at me as i do so.. ok i'll stick to writing. goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivien: Haha it's me back again!She's gone.......=)Actually i dont have to go cell today but bcos i wanted to give brenda's present.Her present had been in my hse for quite some time.she went to cell last week but i didnt.so i could have spent the time doing other things.Anyway,eunice and i arranged to meet  at 115 at 201bus stop. then we saw merri on the bus.We were early!For once,together, we were more than early.Eunice shalled today....haha...she was pretty nervous, with her gestures here and there.&lt;br /&gt;After that, the cell went parkway to eat.As usual we took a long time to settle down and by the time we reached home it was kinda of late.&lt;br /&gt;There she is at my hse.....peeping at wat im typing now....=) she will teach me piano later.yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112877571316418080?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112877571316418080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112877571316418080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/saturday-night-fever.html' title='Saturday Night Fever'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112870005393959729</id><published>2005-10-07T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:47:33.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When commitment calls</title><content type='html'>eunice and i were supposed to attend a job briefing today.but i couldnt make it as i had cell,so eunice didnt go as well. i think the person in charge must be kinda angry.she called quite afew times since yesterday,maybe not many people are not interest?who knows?if we are selected for the job we have to sell walls ice cream in the evenings.the damai gals were grounded as their parents want them to study for their exams.so the core met up at xf's hse.i had to meet wei zheng first as she didnt know how to go to her hse.and she was 20min late!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,we talked and discussed cell ideas.xf was super playful,maybe overstress?we stayed there from 3-5plus then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to play badminton with eunice but she was going to airport to read with her parents...so i wanted to jog instead. but on further consideration i didnt cos i just bathed not too long ago and i dont wish to perspire again but i will jog sometime this week,maybe tml or sun?must exercise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112870005393959729?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112870005393959729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112870005393959729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-commitment-calls.html' title='When commitment calls'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112861407615416892</id><published>2005-10-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:54:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job hunting</title><content type='html'>eunice and i went looking for jobs today after a long rest at home.we went for interview as a service crew in water rise.they will only tell us if we are shortlisted tml.After that, she watched me eat dinner...haha =) no la she was reading her book.we were thinking of our work schedules.i cant work on some fris cos there's cell.if we have cell on fri then i can work the whole on sat.the gals cant meet on sat.and sometimes we have gen united and zone mtg, so my working days are not very fixed. eunice can work from mon to sat morning.we walked home.i practised my piano skills (taught by eunice) thanks =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112861407615416892?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112861407615416892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112861407615416892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/job-hunting.html' title='Job hunting'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112844225883533112</id><published>2005-10-04T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T00:10:58.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet ( 3-4Oct 05 )</title><content type='html'>Elena and Ethan met earlier to buy some snacks for the chalet later.I met them at downtown east mac. they had already eaten.Elena had to go off when i reached.so bad rite?Haha =) no la she had work in the evening.we waited for melvin till 5plus.We booked into the chalet and we had free entrance admission-1chalet only entitled to 4 free admissions.So we had already useed 3.Not long after settled down sarah and din came.Slowly the people start coming in.And we realised that only abt half the class was present,the rest couldnt come.Gerald met joyce and pei sian on 2 different bus on his way to the chalet.and the both of them werent going for the chalet.joyce going to grandma hse and pei sian was heading for work.we ate dinner at the open area.Then we went to the arcade.we played the matching game as a class- class spirit!&lt;br /&gt;AT 9 we rushed back to the chalet to watch the 9 0'clock show. we met ms tan ee ling on the way back.we invited her to join us today.She brought her son, benjamin and her husband. her son is cute-20mths old.she told us that we wont be splitting class if all has clear pass.there are pros and cons...&lt;br /&gt;elena,ethan,din,eugene tonned the whole night playing dai di. haha could even hear their laughter when i was sleeping.i think i kept waking up,wondering who was up and who wasnt but i couldnt see as i was not wearing specs...i only saw them when i really woke up at sunrise.we then went mac to have our breakfast.Pin hua wanted to give me the drink when we were ordering.but dont know y i ordered my own meal and she ordered hers.when she was eating, she gave away her hash brown,and couldnt fin the milo cos ethan bought back for her milo when he went to grab a bite b4 we left chalet.only when gerald told me that i could have just ordered the egg muffin and pin hua could have given me the rest.i could have saved some $$.anyway,after eating we left.elena,ethan,melvin and i walked to the interchange cos we find the walking distance short while the rest took a 1 stop bus ride to the interchange.ethen,elena,pin hua and i took bus 15 home. the moment they got onto the bus they fell asleep. they must be very tired.i was the 1st to alight,hopefully they dont oversleep and miss their stop.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to cycle to pasir ris park today with eunice but she just told me it was gg to rain and not if she's gg.waited for her to reply till abt 650 then i finally decidede to go jogging instead.my plan was destroyed cos i have not cycled for quite long already.&lt;br /&gt;haha guess wat? i played reversi with my mum at night. i was actually reading a book when i suddenly wanted to play that with my mum.haha...i dont know y =) and i even taught her how to play.i think this is one of the most seldom time we spend playing together, other than that we actually seldom talk much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112844225883533112?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112844225883533112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112844225883533112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/class-chalet-3-4oct-05.html' title='Class Chalet ( 3-4Oct 05 )'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112827073652758675</id><published>2005-10-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T00:32:16.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pst Brian Bailey came!</title><content type='html'>He shared for 2 services.Adora,sherni,amanda,su ann, wenli and i stayed for both services. the rest only stayed for the 1st service.Wow!both services were good.The 2nd one was good man!1st:overcoming the world. 2nd service: overcoming the sins/flesh in our lives. there was altar call for the 2nd service.God really did a mighty work in our hearts during the altar call.&lt;br /&gt;After 2nd service we went down to olive branch (OB) to celebrate wenli's present.Jia rong and eunice made agar agar yst as the cake for wenli.it looked wobbly when the candle was placed in the centre.And they added to much citrius acid in the agar agar.oh how sour will it be!moreover eunice doesnt know how to cook!sherni,amanda and i sat inside ob while the rest outside.sherni and amanda are still not on talking terms.so the situation there was quite weird.as we were walking to ob sherni told me that amanda not talking to her was perhaps bcos she wanted to test her reactions and patience.the problem is actually is very small yet they made things so big.&lt;br /&gt;after eating i went out to talk to the rest while the 2 of them did their work.i had to go in when amanda pulled me in to test her her science.there were several ques that she couldnt answer,so i believe she hasnt finished studying.how can u ask a person to test u when u have not studied.it's just like going for an exam without studying,hoping to fail.but anyway i tested her.she was so distracted in ob. i think we shouldnt study together in future. might as well stay at home to study when she can concentrate better at home.sherni had to go when her parents had to leave church.&lt;br /&gt;I left church with adora,wenli and liu yan when amanda's parents left with her.we walked to parkway to take bus.Haha guess wat! liuyan and wenli went shopping!we went home of course.then me and adora talked as usual la....after she left i read a book.bcos i was quite sleepy, i fell asleep b4 finishing reading the chapter.oh no!&lt;br /&gt;spent my QT when i reached home.Left for aunty's hse when my mum reached home.they were talking abt how my youngest aunty treat my grandma and the maid.She's so heartless man! u will be disgusted by how she treats them e.g. scolding and forbidding them to use  certain parts of the living room,toilet.....it's as if she owns the hse.But the thing is the hse belongs to my grandma,how can she do such a thing to her?!Till now she forbids my grandma to use the toilet and fridge that my uncle had to buy a portable toilet and fridge to put in her room.When they want to cook rice or any food, my aunty woud purposely switch off the plug and off the fire...when grandma wants to bathe my aunty would purposely stay in the toilet for a long time....many life incidents....that when i am typing this i can recount of the many incidents that happened to my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;the maid told my relatives that my grandma cries everynite.Imagine having brought up a son and this is how he and his wife treat her.She must be so heart broken.though my grandma tends to be naggy at times but after all she is his mother and her mother-in-law!&lt;br /&gt;if only grandma wants to claim the hse back...leaving them homeless.when they got married grandma allowed them to stay in her hse.Now see wat happened...............................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112827073652758675?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112827073652758675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112827073652758675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/10/pst-brian-bailey-came.html' title='Pst Brian Bailey came!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112798401591584226</id><published>2005-09-28T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:57:56.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have NEVER and Will Never like dentists!!!</title><content type='html'>Definitely man!if anyone wants to be a dentist then too bad...haha!&lt;br /&gt;I went to SGH for dental appointment today.The queue was quite short.there were kids there as well. As eunice and i were waiting for our queue, my heart was beating wildly.Bcos i rather have a deep wound then have any injection or see any dentist.&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving the surgery room, there were many cubicles there.Screamings and cryings to be heard.i was so scared that i would be one of them though i wont scream or cry.They just put a fear in me...that the dentist may do something to my beautiful teeth.&lt;br /&gt;The dentist then started checking my teeth after talking to me for a while.As i was curious, i asked the dentist wat was the the instrument with the sharp pointed end was for cos he was like poking my teeth with it!Ha!it was to check if my teeth was decayed.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, so far so good."he started off as i was scared that there was something wrong with my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;"i see a small hole there!"he continued.&lt;br /&gt;"oh no!"i exclaimed in a small voice cos my voice was open...&lt;br /&gt;then i saw him trying to use to the pointed instrument to make a bigger hole so that the filling can be put inside.WHAT!TYPICAL DENTISTS!&lt;br /&gt;Long story...&lt;br /&gt;We then went raffles place to eat lunch.the food court was packed,filled with several working adults.We saw jason lee's sis,but she didnt see us.&lt;br /&gt;We became typical gals after that.We went shopping.Haha...long time no shop.We looked for bdae presents for the cell's members.But we didnt buy any.&lt;br /&gt;We walked to tecman after  that.i finally bought the books that i wanted to buy long ago.i took this opportunity to buy the things that i want cos my bdae is in sept.when i purchase things in the month of my bdae i am entitled to 30%discount.I saved much $ man!&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there for so long.Eunice.....took so long to find some books for her sheep.And when we wanted to leave, she didnt buy anything!She went to SGH paying $9 without doing anything to her teeth.$9 for consultation fees,went to tecman without buying anything.HA!&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to my home cos i left some stuff at home b4 going to cameron's hse for core mtg.eunice didnt teach me piano cos we were late alrdy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112798401591584226?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112798401591584226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112798401591584226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-have-never-and-will-never-like.html' title='I have NEVER and Will Never like dentists!!!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112766225591263042</id><published>2005-09-25T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:30:55.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 27:4</title><content type='html'>i gave merri bs at 11am...amanda was around. then Gen 4 worship team came. they wanted to have a mtg. but didnt until 1230,3omin b4 prayer mtg cos someone else had booked the room.Merri and amanda then went to parkway to get sweets as gifts for the newcomers.oh no...i realised that i forgot to bring the envelops for offering!I have left it on my bed.Sharks!HAhA...but i went to faithworks to get a plastic bag for the offering.=)&lt;br /&gt;People then start coming after 2pm when zone mtg is supposed to start at 2pm.we played po;ar bear while waiting for the rest to come.Evan was late.We then played another game-mistress and the disciples.wenli shared.msg was good,relevant and applicable....the scripture that spoke to me was and is Psalm 27:4 "1thing that i have desired of the Lord, that i will seek: to dwell in the house of God all the days of my life, and to inquire in His temple."&lt;br /&gt;we sort of had dinner at 4plus 5...haha&lt;br /&gt;Then jess,constance,jasmine,merri,eunice and i went to play bball with the guys.the rest left without us- merri, eunice and i.but we still met in tamp interchange.the guys took the 1st bus, we 2nd, then wenli and tuck teng. the bball match was fun.i have not played for quite a long time.started playing just last week again.&lt;br /&gt;i think the next time we should play bball by ourselves next time without the people in other zones so that we can interact between one another b4 bringing in people from other zones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112766225591263042?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112766225591263042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112766225591263042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/psalm-274.html' title='Psalm 27:4'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112766113520006425</id><published>2005-09-25T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T23:12:15.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something unusual</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 459am today,just b4 my alarm rang at 5am.Went for early morning prayer mtg at church. it another refreshing moment with the Lord.A more intimate and closer relationship with the true and living God.1 verse in the Bible that i will always remember.it is written by David the Psalmist."1 thing i have desired of the Lord, that i will seek:that i may dwell in the house of the Lord,  all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to inquire in His temple" Psalm27:4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112766113520006425?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112766113520006425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112766113520006425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/something-unusual.html' title='Something unusual'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112686369643272098</id><published>2005-09-16T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:41:36.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour my love on You</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to say exactly how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And I can't begin to tell you what your love has meant&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost for words&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way to show the passion in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can I express how truly great I think you are&lt;br /&gt;You're my dearest friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord this is my desire to pour my love on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Like oil upon your feet&lt;br /&gt;Like wine for you to drink&lt;br /&gt;Life water from my heart&lt;br /&gt;I pour my love on you&lt;br /&gt;With praises like the perfume&lt;br /&gt;I lavish mine on you&lt;br /&gt;Till every drop is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pour my love on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way to show the passion in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can I express how truly great I think you are,&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friend&lt;br /&gt;Lord this is my desire to pour my love on you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112686369643272098?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112686369643272098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112686369643272098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/pour-my-love-on-you.html' title='Pour my love on You'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112680151989424446</id><published>2005-09-16T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:25:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damai Cell</title><content type='html'>We were supposed to meet at 215 at small mac but all were late.there i was sitting down,hoping that the manager wont chase me away.And he didnt.WZ came at 245,the rest of them were still on their way.Mei zhen,jiayu,amanda came and meet us 1st.they ate chicken rice.then there was this couple that came to isabelle(also mei zhen)saying that they have some medicine that can heal her hand.they mentioned that their sis was healed after applying that medicine of theirs.isabelle rejected them.i believe that she believes that God can heal her instead of the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;we made our way to liu yan's hse in wz's car.she was home early today.we went zhi yu's sch to look for her 1st, then amanda and jiayu went in. but they got chased out by the security.so funny,how come ex-students cannot go in? what abt finding sister?Anyway we met the rest of the damai gals at liu yan's hse downstairs.wz  shared abt the 4 different types of soil(conditions of our hearts)&lt;br /&gt;talked to wz abt cell and her sheep in her car.dropped me off at the place near pst daniel's hse.den i walked home from there.was far but i still walked.God actually gave me faith to believe that it wont rain until i reached home.And it didnt.Thank God.I read finished "the way of the shepherd"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112680151989424446?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112680151989424446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112680151989424446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/damai-cell_112680151989424446.html' title='Damai Cell'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112679878093395856</id><published>2005-09-12T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:07:09.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>17 seems so old. but it's the fact that im 17 alrdy.Time just flew so quickly, it just seemed like a twinking of an eye.The day i became a christian till now. i was saved when i was sec 3. time was so hard then, but i pulled through by the grace of God.Everything just went hay-wired for me,conflicts with eunice(now my best friend) and my mum. i simply couldnt manage my stuff.I tried seeked shelter everywhere but couldnt find one xcept under the wings of the Almighty. That was and is still is where i obtained my strength, hope,friend,my everything.Whenever i met eunice we wld always quarrel and sometimes fight,always the abt the smallest thing. Even our classmates noticed that we always quarrelled. they just got kinda frustrated.But it was me that was the most frustrated actually.Y u may ask.Cos they had the mentality that eunice was a guai kia,which provoked me extensively,cos it takes both hands to clap.Y was the fault always on me?Then when i went home,i always tot i could feel safe.But i was wrong.Quarelled with my mum most often.Like i mentioned,my life was like conflicts and quarrels here and there.Till now, i still dont know y i asked her to study with me before i got saved.In fact my grades dropped after knowing her better.It was thru the times when we studied together that she pulled me to cell. cell was so foreign to me then.then there was this friend of hers(now our cell leader) that stared at me throughout the meeting.I could only say that my salvation was God-ordained.&lt;br /&gt;Tough times have passed,looking back i am just so amazed wat God has done in my life.I just wanna thank God that He gave eunice patience,and everything she needed to hope that i will be saved.&lt;br /&gt;Counting back my blessings.From one who didnt know where she was heading in life to one that is full of the purpose of living. the image in u produces an image in u that becomes a driving force in your life.Now,eunice and i are best friends ever.We shared much tears and joy together.Whenever we feel down,we will pull each other up,pressing on to the upward call of Christ Jesus.We tot our friendship would part when we graduated from sec sch. but we didnt.we ended up in the same poly,in the same course,but different class. so sad =( But He has a purpose for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;On 11 Sept,yesterday, eunice made me a card of poems abt our friendship.I was actually very touched by it.As i was reading it,flashes of memories swept past my mind,how we pulled through the hard times together.Im really grateful that God placed us together,always stirring,comforting, etc&lt;br /&gt;On this special ocassion,i therefore thank God for wat He has done in my life since then till now,my best friend,eunice encouraging me on whenever necessary, and the people arnd me who have advised me on certain issues that i needed. A VERY BIG THANK YOU TO U GUYS!Even to the ppl out there reading this post of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112679878093395856?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112679878093395856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112679878093395856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-to-me_12.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112680009974006709</id><published>2005-09-11T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:13:23.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Celebrations.Yippee!!!</title><content type='html'>730am!ARGGHH!!!IM LATE FOR CHURCH!!!i set my alarm clock to 5 am this morning.I usually go for early morning prayer mtg in church,that starts at 615.But i didnt know y i woke up at 730 instead of 5 until He showed Himself.I called eunice to see if she's still home.Bathed and took the necessary procedure and reached bus stop at 755.Late of course la!Haha she still is.not to laugh at home but feel more at ease cos she's late with me.But u know wat the things was? Peh han and his cell members were late too.So he invited me to His cab,just nice for me den the cab will be full.And he paid, i didnt!Thanks Peh.We reached church at 815,15 min earlier=)I just felt so refreshed and charged up,just so different today.&lt;br /&gt;eunice and i went to church office to photocopy stg den she gave me my bdae card.she wrote a poem abt our friendship.WOW!was touched.then we went to the spirial stairs.there, she read the card to me.Got more meaning and sincerity like that...&lt;br /&gt;The core,jiarong and jasmine went for lunch while wenli had mtg with the committed ppl,we joined them later as they ate as well.Cell celebrated bdae for me.Thank you guys.=)B4 that jiarong pulled me to 3rd level foyer.Reason?I also dont know,she just wanted to play.when i reached their table they started singing bdae song for me.Very touched.was it intentionally of jiarong to pull me upstairs?i dont know.Jasmine, my sheep, bought smith wigglesworth devotional for me.i hinted to eunice to buy for me long time ago but she told jasmine so she bought for me.Eunice chose a book for me-"the way of the shepherd".Thanks man!Cos eunice and i were talking abt how to shepherd our sheep.there's different treatment for different kinds of sheep.&lt;br /&gt;then i went carefour to meet my mum.She bought a keyboard for me.Yippee!Thank you mum.i have always wanted a piano or a keyboard since i was very young but never got one.She finds the cost of it and the classes to attend too expensive.Now she got one for me to play with!&lt;br /&gt;So we went my aunt hse together.my cousin bought a adidas bag for me again.After dinned,she bought bdae cake for me.so nice of her.i have not celebrated my bdae with them for a long time,since when i was young if im not wrong.This time my niece and nephew celebrated with me.My cousins gave birth to them last yr and this yr.&lt;br /&gt;To conclude,today was one of my most momorable bdae celebrations though today wasnt my bdae but tml. =) to those who were part of my celebrations ans made it a wonderful one,a big THANK YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112680009974006709?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112680009974006709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112680009974006709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/special-celebrationsyippee.html' title='Special Celebrations.Yippee!!!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112635828784778465</id><published>2005-09-10T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T21:18:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday@east coast</title><content type='html'>Back again.dont want my blog to be dead.Today was jasmine and amelia's baptism.Really glad that they have taken this step of obedience in their walk with God.&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat?Her name is Abigail=)Jas' top was too revealing.told her to wear the other one but she didnt want to listen.Then got scolded by wenli.ppl scold then she happy.funny rite?she had to go toilet to wear another top on top cos she didnt want to remove her the other clothe.But after praying for her, i accompanied,together with karen,to the toilet.dont know how she get to know her.perhaps she's known to many?who know?they had cell after that. i din have cell cos mine was on thurs.=)before that we played bball.get to mix arnd and know merri my new sheep better.we had picnic there.HahaTerry brought a tray of boiled eggs,bread,tuna,tomatos....cool!and guess wat?haha eunice cooked french toast.1st time leh=)not bad ar?must encourage her to continue cookmore often.Wenli suggested her doing refreshments next time...i rmb the last time she came to my hse she didnt even know how to cook instant noodle!Now?Not bad la..heehee.while they had cell, i did my own stuff e.g.own spiritual reflection and writing baptism cards.After cell,we hanged arnd a while.&lt;br /&gt;A sudden downpour as we were leaving.many were of us were drenched cos it was a long walk back to church.but some had umbrellas and some entered into the big poncho.Cameron,terry,lah lee,evan,jess,jas and i went into cameron's office. there, we played table soccer.had a wild match!the gals were trying to beat the guys and guys with guys.so fun! didnt have much fun until my exams fin...Terry encouraged alisa,constance to move on from the commited to the core...&lt;br /&gt;today was one of the earliest sat i reached home,530pm=) had time to do much things.Also, i realised i've gone darker,my feet had the shade of my sandles,some parts were dark and the others not...finally=) but not as dark as when i was in upper pri and lower sec.i was very tanned then cos i swam every sat.jus reminded me of that, i can continue swimming every week to exercise=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112635828784778465?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112635828784778465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112635828784778465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/holidayeast-coast.html' title='Holiday@east coast'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112635652201183049</id><published>2005-09-07T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T21:35:56.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally over.EXhausted.Lord, strengthen and renew my heart.</title><content type='html'>Had magnt and econs paper today.Had a long day.exams over today. today marks the beginning of my holidays again.Holiday till N0v7. Yippee..horray!3shouts for holidays!A stressful and hectic poly life has come to an end for this semester.Time for real rest!Many things are to be done during this holiday break. but i only wished that my econs paper was tml,same as other class so i have more time.i only studied from 12plus to 2.20pm for the whole econs paper.the last time i touched was during my study break.All things work for good for those who love God and are called according to His purpose.Amen.Really pray that God will intervene in my test papers.After my econs paper, i rushed to xf's hse for damai cell.discussed abt vision and wat we shld do in the next few months.after that,wz and i went church. she drove, picking up junjie on the way.He works at CGH.wz sped to church.den jj was requesting wz to go by pie(if im not wrong)but she went by ECP cos it had trafficjam at the other xpressway.jj was kinda frustrated cos he had gen v mtg at 630...wz was rushing in her car the whole day.came from sch den to small mac,xf's hse(fetching the gals) and den to church.so tiring. and the worse thing was we cant find a parking lot for her car.getting a car has to even think of these stuff...troublesome man!had little time...ate bao and she ate fried rice at2nd floor...we wentkatong area to eat supper. i didnt but the guys did.isaiah,peh,christine,karen,jj,ah lee,wz and i were there.Haiz isaiah reminded me of his book again.i 'borrowed' the book "practice of the presence of God" during the cross-training class den jj,lee and chua said that we said we wanted to give us.Dont know wat isaiah is saying oso but i will return to him this sat.Haix he can only ask me for his book wheneva i see him...not sian ar?is this wat he can sae only?i rmb the last few time, he complained abt my monthly and weekly attendance wheneva i see him...really dont know wat he's up next after i return his book...long long story...haix =(&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have alot of things to do during the holidays.have to consider the damai cell things even when i find a job oso cos we are having cell on thurs afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to be done after exams:&lt;br /&gt;1.Type Bob Sorge Books on MS Word&lt;br /&gt;2.Design crossword on faith on excel&lt;br /&gt;3.Stars' and 'shirts' design&lt;br /&gt;4.Transcribe past sermons&lt;br /&gt;5.Type minutes@Third Place on Yahoo Groups&lt;br /&gt;6.Write testimony&lt;br /&gt;7.Polish guitar skills&lt;br /&gt;8.Read her name is woman - Choose baptism name for jasmine&lt;br /&gt;9.Visit SGH for dental on weekdays, not so crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least seeking His face everyday.Im not settling anything lesser of Him.I want to be more intimate with Him,never letting Him leave me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112635652201183049?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112635652201183049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112635652201183049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-finally-overexhaustedlord.html' title='It&apos;s finally over.EXhausted.Lord, strengthen and renew my heart.'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-112084097997701140</id><published>2005-07-09T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:16:04.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Make me so sensitive to Your Spirit,O Lord!"</title><content type='html'>This is certainly my cry to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gal5:16 - Walk in the Spirit, and you shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh. 17For the flesh lusts against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; and these are contrary to one another, so that you do not do the things that you wish. 18But if you are led by the Spirit, you are not under the law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;19Now the works of the flesh are evident, which are: adultery,[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Gal5:16-26;&amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-29179a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;] fornication, uncleanness, lewdness, 20idolatry, sorcery, hatred, contentions, jealousies, outbursts of wrath, selfish ambitions, dissensions, heresies, 21envy, murders,[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Gal5:16-26;&amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-29181b"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;] drunkenness, revelries, and the like; of which I tell you beforehand, just as I also told you in time past, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;22But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law. 24And those who are Christ's have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. 25If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit. 26Let us not become conceited, provoking one another, envying one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our flesh is the opposite to our Spirit.I certain want to pls the Spirit rather than the flesh that always want my own way.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice and i wanted to do St E at our sec sch, dmn.But before that we had a quarrel again.She's supposed to come to my hse at 1130 but i as at sab's hse helping her. Tried to msg and call her but she didnt reply. Bcos i know that she will always be late.If she had replied to my msg abt where she was, i could have rushed home in time.But she only called only when she as outside my hse.The moment we talked on the phone, strife entered, trying to stop us from doing ST E.Both of us lost our coolness. She didnt want to pick up my phone after that.Anyway, let bygones be bygones. All is over.&lt;br /&gt;Sab went to amk to do St E and i left her hse with her. I told the Lord that if bus 3 or 292 come first i will board. Just as i was at the traffic light, bus 292 came.That was the first bus that i saw. I as thinking is iit worth the effort at all? Is there a cause worth fighting for?i was thinking if i should even run for the bus.But in the end i ran for the bus and i managed to board the bus. I never regretted chasing afetr the bus.Bus 3 goes to my hse whereas 292 goes to eunice's.&lt;br /&gt;As i was walking to her hse, i thought,"what if she doesnt let me into her hse...what if?Is there a cause worth fighting for?Should i go home?"But int eh end i went to her hse. And true enough she didnt let me into her hse.&lt;br /&gt;She was shocked that i wen to her hse. She didnt let me in.Thus we talked through her window, like prison's cell! We apologised then she only allowed me in when we wanted to pray. Make me standing outside all the while. Moreover she window got so much dust! sshsshhh...dont let her know.&lt;br /&gt;We prayed. The Lord so spoke to me about Gal5:16, the scripture that is above.I was actually reading tt passage from Rick Joyner;s bullectin at Sab's hse after we quarrelled.I started weeping before the Lord.Lord, i want to be so sensitive to Your Spirit that i will always be on guard 24/7, fighting all the way to defeat satan when he tries to make his first move.For the devil seeks to steal, kill and destroy.I dont want to act according to my flesh for the flesh is contrary to His Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice fely that we should always have love in our hearts towards each other so that we can mature in the Lord together.We realised thta the devil always try to put strife in our hearts whenever we want to do St E, this is not the first time. She read &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1Cor13:1-10,Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; 5does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; 6does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; 7bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 8Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She went to my hse to collect more obd postcards.Left for dmn to collect O lvl cert and try to do St E. But we didnt see any dunmanites on our way to sch. HOw strange?!We met our old friends. Casey and cheraik really changed alot eg. their appearances...&lt;br /&gt;We did St E but none was interested.All bcos of the devil. But eunice and i really learnt a lesson. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age,[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://biblegateway.com/passage/?search=eph6:12;&amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-29347a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;] against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places - Eph6:12&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112084097997701140?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112084097997701140'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We're looking to Your promise of old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That if we pray and humble ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You will come and heal our land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We're looking to the promise You made&lt;br /&gt;That if we turn and look to Your face&lt;br /&gt;You will come and heal our land&lt;br /&gt;You will come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;F C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You will come to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G/B Am F C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lord, send revival, start with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G/B AM F C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For I am one of unclean lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;F C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And my eyes have seen the King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;F C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your glory I have glimpsed&lt;br /&gt;F C/E Dm Fsus2 C&lt;br /&gt;Send revival, start with me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;©1996 Kingsway's Thankyou Music&lt;br /&gt;Words and Music by Matt Redman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-112019219910704242?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/112019219910704242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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unique design,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Called God's special woman or man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You look like you look for a reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Our God made no mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He knit you together within the womb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You're just what He wanted to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The parents you had were the ones He chose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And no matter how you may feel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;They were custom-designed with God's plan in mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And they bear the Master's seal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;No, that trauma you faced was not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And God wept that it hurt you so;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But it was allowed to shape your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So that into His likeness you'd grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You are who you are for a reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You've been formed by the Master's rod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You are who you are, beloved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Because there is a God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ Russell Kelfer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111782560762649068?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111782560762649068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111782560762649068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-are-you.html' title='Who Are You'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111782548152663703</id><published>2005-06-04T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T03:07:59.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"For I am certain that nothing can separate us from his love, neither death nor life, neither angels nor other heavenly rulers or powers, neither the present, nor the future, neither the world above nor the world below - there is nothing in all creation that will ever be able to separate us from the love of God which is ours through Jesus Christ our Lord." ~Romans 8:38,39&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When you walk to the edge of all the light you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And take that step into the darkness of the unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You must believe that one of two things will happen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Either there will be something solid for you to stand on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Or God will teach you how to fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Patrick Overton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111782548152663703?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111782548152663703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111782548152663703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/06/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111782533811254769</id><published>2005-06-04T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T03:02:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN I SAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN I SAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not shouting, I am saved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm whispering, I was lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That is why I chose His way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't speak of this with pride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm confessing that I stumble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Needing God to be my guide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not trying to be strong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm professing that I'm weak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And pray for strength to carry on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not bragging of successI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'m admitting I have failed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And cannot ever pay the debt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think I know it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I submit to my confusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asking humbly to be taught&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not claiming to be perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My flaws are too visible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But God believes I'm worth it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still feel the sting of pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have my share of heartaches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which is why I seek His name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say, I am a Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do not wish to judge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no authority&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only know I'm loved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything we do on earth is temporary. The only permanent thing is a relationship with Christ. That is the bond which extends beyond this earth.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Roger Staubach.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111782533811254769?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111782533811254769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111782533811254769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-i-say.html' title='WHEN I SAY'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111468401348698188</id><published>2005-04-02T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:29:17.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Test [Testimony]</title><content type='html'>Let me share with u my testimony of anger.I guess few know about me being violent,hot-tempered and very impatient.This was in my genes passed from my dad.He is so much worse than me.He always flared up to get his way.Let me tell u tt he can even be angry at things!Things tt obstruct his way.THINGS?!That's shocking! I was like that too,that my mum always told me that u are a girl,cannot be like ur dad!&lt;br /&gt;Violence filled my hse when i was young.Since then,i too,use this method to get my way whenever things dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat really changed my life for the better? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S GOD!!!&lt;/span&gt; Really have to thank Him for intervening in my life to change me,to save such a wrecked girl like me.If u ever think that u are a bad person and cannot be saved,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fret not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If He can save and help me,He can do so for u as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let me tell u how God tested me about getting rid of anger.&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a test for me to see if i have passed the anger test.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey,let's meet at 1230?"Eunice called Jess.&lt;br /&gt;But she didnt inform me abt the time and meeting place! i was unhappy of course!But not agitated.&lt;br /&gt;She apologised soon after that and said that she was waiting for me at another bus-stop.I messaged her to board the bus when i had boarded.Hey,guessed wat?She boarded the bus b4 me and said that i had missed the bus that she had boarded!This increased the temptation of being agitated..However,i didnt lose my composure,nor did i stir up any strife.no more will i lose my anger and do things that are not pleasing to Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111468401348698188?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468401348698188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468401348698188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/04/anger-test-testimony.html' title='Anger Test [Testimony]'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111468200681461243</id><published>2005-04-01T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:53:26.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting B4 ?</title><content type='html'>Have u guys out there felt like fasting and at the same time felt ur stomach growling?Let me tell u guys that u are not alone.I have felt it b4&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to fast today but my stomach was already growling at 11plus.I pondered abt fasting lunch instead.However,"the Lord spoke,"if u cannot fast ur lunch,what makes u think that u can fast ur dinner?"Still i ate my lunch.At Elaine Cook's mtg,i got convicted of fasting my lunch to really spend time with God.I dont know how this is possible but i will follow as the Spirit leads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111468200681461243?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468200681461243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468200681461243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/04/fasting-b4.html' title='Fasting B4 ?'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111468129907787271</id><published>2005-03-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:41:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Intimacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Lord,i want to have a deeper relationship with You.I want more of You in my life.I want Your presence to dwell in me all the time that it is so tangible.I'm not satisfied with my current situation rite now.Lord,I want more faith to be found in me.I want to be like Smith Wigglesworth,one that has ever-increasing faith in You.Give me such faith like this.i want to be so dependent on You for my daily needs.I'm sick and tired of my lukewarmness.I want to be hot for You,not a mediocre one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111468129907787271?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468129907787271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468129907787271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-intimacy.html' title='More Intimacy'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111468077382295622</id><published>2005-03-29T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:32:53.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruling Your Day</title><content type='html'>It's always impt to ask God to go govern our day so that we wont mess it up.Today, i spent some of my time doing some useless stuff.God told me that i need to spend more time with my friends and families to build up the relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111468077382295622?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468077382295622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111468077382295622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/03/ruling-your-day.html' title='Ruling Your Day'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111193639656089367</id><published>2005-03-27T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T23:22:27.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cross</title><content type='html'>Hi,Im back again after along while.I've been too bz with wat God has spoken in my life.If i have time i'll post it here.&lt;br /&gt;Now,Im gg to explain to u guys wat God spoken to me on the song"Nothing but the blood'-last entry,dated 25 mar05.As u guys know tt the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;25th was Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;,God really spoke to me abt the Cross at Calvary.&lt;/span&gt;Eunice and i had prayer mtg ourselves.During tt time,God spoke to me.Only His blood can cleanse us totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me ask u all a question: what does the Cross really mean?Y do we celebrate Good Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;^Christ died for our sins bcos u are still sinners due to the fall of adam and eve.To recover His ppl from sins,God has to do stg-to die on the Cross for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not only did Christ died for our sins but it's more than tt!&lt;/span&gt;I have always felt His unfailing love for me,and believe tt Christ died for our sins.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me tell u this day tt God died for us not just our sins!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^It shows tt we are more than a conquerer.It's the point whereby He 1st conquered death.Death shld not be a hindrance to us anymore,knowing tt we will not go to hell spoken by the Holy Spirit.The Cross gives us the power to conquer the devil tt so easily ensnares us thru sins.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Romans 8:37-39[Yet in all these things we are more than conquerers thru Him who loved us.For i persuaded tt neither death nor life,nor angels nor principalities nor powers,nor things present nor things to come,nor height nor depth,nor any other created thing,shall be able to seperate us from the love of Christ Jesus our Lord]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^We are an overcomer as well.We overcame the devil by the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;blood of the Lamb,which is Jesus and by the word of their testimony,not loving their lives to the death[Revelation12:11]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^We are victors!Amen!&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For whatever is born of God overcomes the world.And this is the victory tt has overcomethe world-our faith &lt;em&gt;by prayer&lt;/em&gt;[1John5:4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^To show us His unfailing love.Greater love has no one than this,than to lay down one's life for his friends.[John3:16]For God so loved the world tt He gave His only begotten Son,tt whoever believes in Him shell not perish but have everlasting life.[John15:13]&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No other man in this man would want to die for u!Wat more Jesus,God's Son?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He paid the price to show us His love.He would rather gg thru the sufferings for us than to keep silent tt He is Jesus,God's Son&lt;/span&gt;.So wei da rite?How great?!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He was wounded for our transgressions,He was bruised for our iniquities;the chastisement for our peace was upon Him,And by His stripes we are healed.[Isaiah53:5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most think tt Christ died for our sins only.But this day,i want u all to know the purposes of Jesus dying on the Cross for us.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We will never understand His ways,purposes and His love for us unless He reveals them to us.&lt;/span&gt;Thus, we have to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;constantly seek God for His revelation for us..I encourage u guy s to seek God to dream dreams and see visions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grace be unto u&amp;peace from God our Father,&amp;amp;from our Lord Jesus Christ,&amp;amp;communion of Holy Spirit be wif u all!Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111193639656089367?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111193639656089367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111193639656089367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/03/cross.html' title='The Cross'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111184001098212356</id><published>2005-03-25T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T20:28:36.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothng But Your Blood &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Matt Redman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You blood speaks a better word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All the empty claims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Heard upon this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Speaks righteousness for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Stands in my defence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;What can wash away our sins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;What can make us whole ahain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nothing but the blood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nothing but the blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;What can make us pure as snow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Welcome as the friends of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nothing but Your blood (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;King Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Your Cross testify Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All the Father's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To make a way for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Boldly we approach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Earthly confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It's only by Your blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111184001098212356?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111184001098212356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111184001098212356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/03/nothng-but-your-blood-matt-redman-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111116511797151919</id><published>2005-03-19T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:29:31.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All For Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are my God&lt;br /&gt;You are my King&lt;br /&gt;You are my Lord&lt;br /&gt;My Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover Of my Soul&lt;br /&gt;Lifter of my Hand&lt;br /&gt;My Portion Forever&lt;br /&gt;The Great I Am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All That I Have&lt;br /&gt;I give it to You&lt;br /&gt;All That I am&lt;br /&gt;I owe it to You&lt;br /&gt;All that i do&lt;br /&gt;I do it for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything within me&lt;br /&gt;Cries out for You&lt;br /&gt;I give it all&lt;br /&gt;I owe it all&lt;br /&gt;I do it all&lt;br /&gt;All For Jesus my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;R.Capacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111116511797151919?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111116511797151919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111116511797151919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-for-jesus.html' title='All For Jesus'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111090711630556608</id><published>2005-03-16T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:20:11.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise God for His goodness and faithfulness endures foreva!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey!Have to wake up early for preaching 101 class.I guess bus 10 always takes a long time to arrive.We waited for the bus for so long,just like yst.Perhaps,it's the peak hr?But &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thank God&lt;/span&gt; the class starts at 930 instead of 9am.I had more time for QT.I met susan and janice at tamp interchange 10bus queue.Eunice was late as usual but she waited for us at CGH.This time she din miss bus 10.If not,she would have to take a cab again.Today was the last lesson,thus &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pst Ken Teo gave us some verses to prepare a sermon to make sure we are familiar wif the expository procedures.&lt;/span&gt;Only the best 2 were selected to preach the sermon tt they had prepared.Rachel Yang was 1 of them.The class ended at noon so the Geners ate our lunch at KFC.As usual,i was the last to fin eating my food cos i was busy peeling the fats(if some of u dunno)Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Eunice and i went bedok complex to swim in the afternoon.The scorching sun was shining against our backs.She db.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sharks!i forgot to bring my costume.Aiyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;That's the most impt thing u need when u swim.&lt;/span&gt;Thus,i had to go home to get my costume.That journey took 1hr if im not wrong.Haix,the sun is not that hot any more.So wasted!But eunice would not like the sun to be around cos she doesnt want to get tanned.Oh yah almost forgot to tell u guys,we saw a boy in the ladies.The boy was already quite matured.He was quite tall.I saw him entering the toilet wheni waited for eunice to db.After db,i told her abt it.And quess wat?Wheni came back from home,she told me tt they boy was still inside.But this time in another cubicle.She saw his head popping out of the cubicle,and he kept opening and closing his doors.That meant that he saw the lady that bathed beside him.Perhaps,he wanted to see if anyone was around the toilet.But if he's doing tt,i was sure he would never be able to get out.Tots abt him flooded our minds.'wat if he's a bian tai;wat if he needed help..."Thus,we tried knocking the door quite afew times to see if he needed help.His voice was low and soft when he replied no.This meant tt his voice has already broken!!ARGH!!And wat is he doing in the ladies??!!!&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat?We swam unitl 730.Ntg uncommon but haha...we played like never b4!!!!We tried to fight in the pool...basically,we did all kinds of stuff.Also,we tried to do aqua-aerobics and we ended up laughing...haha...there's aqua-aerobics every tues.It looks kinda fun but all those participants are all aunities.However,the floats that they used seemed fun to play wif.But i supposed it's meant to be used in private swimming pools only.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thank God,&lt;/span&gt;he's not in the toilet anymore after we swam.It's so dangerous when someone can just climb over from another cubicle to peep over.&lt;br /&gt;Also,when i msged jason ang at nite,he told me that he dont need my help at the moment at his office.Aiyo!So im not working this week.&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The timing was just rite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When i was bathing at the complex,i was pondering abt not having enuf time wif God.&lt;/span&gt;That though tt i was and am sitll attending mtgs after mtgs,i found myself not really growing though i learn wat God speakes to me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;We saw my aunt and uncle at food junction.We wanted to eat there after swimming but we had to leave the place without eating cos we din have enuf $$...so sad rite..it was so dissapppointing.Giodano has discounts at the 1st lvl.Thus,we had to eat at TM,which is much cheaper.We both ate beef noodles.I have nv tried tt...nv knew tt it's so appetizing and mouth-watering.We fin eating at 10pm(it was me tt ate the slowest again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grace be unto u&amp;peace from God our Father,&amp;amp;from our Lord Jesus Christ,&amp;amp;communion of Holy Spirit be wif u all!Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111090711630556608?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111090711630556608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111090711630556608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/03/praise-god-for-his-goodness-and.html' title='Praise God for His goodness and faithfulness endures foreva!!!'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L_ZnKbKzRH4/TXd0n-7YF9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/EBMM8XAf5DA/s220/deep%2Bin%2Btots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11002903.post-111081857383049731</id><published>2005-03-15T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T00:45:53.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight Schedule[A man's heart plans his ways but the Lord directs his steps]Prov16:9</title><content type='html'>Hey i guess i have not been writing my blog for a very long time due to time constraint.I had too many church mtgs as well.Churchwide and gen united prayer mtgs,preaching 101 class,zion convention which starts on this coming wed16/3.And quess wat?i took 4days off for this week.Gosh!im only working a day for this week.Hopefully my 'supervisor' doesnt fire me for this reason.Haha....&lt;br /&gt;As usual,i have to wake up early at 7 today.But today,im not going to work.?I went for the preaching 101 class...sab and i were early but the bus was late!We were still at tamp at 840!!!We were supposed to be there at st hildas church at 9am.Eunice was late again.She tried to take 17 to catch up wif us.She was so close in doing so but she didnt,and also it was due to mine and her communication tt we ended up taking up 2 cabs...haix.Also,the taxi driver tt fetched us was an old man but he can drive quite fast..these days,old ppl are catching up wif the generation liao.u know wat?Thay had not started the classs when we reached there at 910.&lt;br /&gt;Class was good.We heard several 'preachers' from the youth groups preach.I believe this is a good place to start off b4 gg anywhere else to preach.However,it was a long day today.&lt;br /&gt;I have also realised tt&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; our tongue is only a small part of our organ but look at how big a fire it can cause!Just 1 word from u can either encourage or pull down/hurt someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This will lead to depression for some if they are hurt.Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im 1 of the person mr teo kb(dmn)is talking abt.I learnt from other ppl's mistakes secretly.This is how i benefited much&lt;/span&gt;.Upon hearing how some hurt some1 unknowingly,i was convicted to really think b4 i say certain stuff.If the words tt u are going to use are gg to hurt some1,u can save them.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How big a conflict a small tongue can cause!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late again and i have to sleep early to prepare for tml's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grace be unto u&amp;peace from God our Father,&amp;amp;from our Lord Jesus Christ,&amp;amp;communion of Holy Spirit be wif u all!Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11002903-111081857383049731?l=rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111081857383049731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11002903/posts/default/111081857383049731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rejoycealwayz.blogspot.com/2005/03/tight-schedulea-mans-heart-plans-his.html' title='Tight Schedule[A man&apos;s heart plans his ways but the Lord directs his steps]Prov16:9'/><author><name>Vivien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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