<?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-7273174425419942868</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:47:41.726+08:00</updated><category term='money'/><title type='text'>just a slice of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-7099714964811201009</id><published>2009-01-30T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:54:26.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving the past</title><content type='html'>It's bout time. This will be the last post for this blog. But I wont delete it. Coz its my past and something I would like to look back to see how much I have grown through the years, and even laugh at my own childishness in the future. =] goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-7099714964811201009?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7099714964811201009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=7099714964811201009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/7099714964811201009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/7099714964811201009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/leaving-past.html' title='Leaving the past'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-3339858780976691225</id><published>2008-11-28T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:09:43.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>List of wanted songs...</title><content type='html'>Recently in army's getting pretty bored. and listening to 98.7FM got me to fell in love with a couple of songs. Now here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Check Yes Juliet&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Story&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So What&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.. thats that for now.. psst birthday's coming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-3339858780976691225?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3339858780976691225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=3339858780976691225&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/3339858780976691225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/3339858780976691225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/list-of-wanted-songs.html' title='List of wanted songs...'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-444262330476036075</id><published>2008-10-19T16:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:17:59.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisted Fairytales: Hansel and Gretel</title><content type='html'>Recently in a 'macabre and horror' mood.. haha. Sometimes fairy tales are not wad they seem to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ8OCUL6Wss&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ8OCUL6Wss&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ8OCUL6Wss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ8OCUL6Wss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-5oSPaC7fA&amp;amp;NR=1" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-5oSPaC7fA&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-5oSPaC7fA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-5oSPaC7fA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-444262330476036075?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/444262330476036075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=444262330476036075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/444262330476036075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/444262330476036075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/twisted-fairytales-hansel-and-gretel.html' title='Twisted Fairytales: Hansel and Gretel'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-3827392436837313044</id><published>2008-10-19T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:51:31.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally blogging again.</title><content type='html'>Haha its been a long time since i last blogged i see.. haha. Didn't really blog partial is because I have my own private diary BOOK now. Haha and also because after book out, who will have the energy to blog?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha for those who are curious as to where I am at now, I am serving NS as a RP (Regimental Police). Havent gone for the training yet but gonna be going soon I guess.&lt;br /&gt;My current camp's at Rifle Range Road Camp. hmm.. cant tell too much. Tis confidential. But I can definitely cope in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently have been a little troubling I guess.. nothing that I can blog about. Quite personal bah. But as usual, the ones close to me will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've gone through BMT, I've learnt alot about myself and my weaknesses. I do apologise for my past immature self. Though cant say that Im very mature yet, but definitely better than before and is still trying hard to change for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, things that seemed not good before has suddenly turn to be so nice... Dreams that were nitemares seem to not be so scary anymore. Haha! maybe thats a positive change. Maybe it's gonna be worse. Whichever comes, still gotta face it. But with God of course. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still am hard to understand I suppose. But thats me alright! Haha just try harder! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-3827392436837313044?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3827392436837313044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=3827392436837313044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/3827392436837313044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/3827392436837313044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-blogging-again.html' title='Finally blogging again.'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-4097146047762287899</id><published>2008-07-09T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:08:16.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepared for the Next Level</title><content type='html'>Hey its gonna be level up for me!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating for an even longer while now haha.. But doesn't matter right? Anyway thanks to you guys for eating with me during this period of time. Really needed that =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be a new start, who knows? I may be blessed with a really good buddy there! Haha and please guys.. don't keep thinking bout me botak.. not very encouraging leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUPYUP!! I AM READY NOW! GET ON WITH IT! MUHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero in the making! In my own life story hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s. please sms me as much as possible =D*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-4097146047762287899?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4097146047762287899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=4097146047762287899&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/4097146047762287899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/4097146047762287899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/07/prepared-for-next-level.html' title='Prepared for the Next Level'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-5380534048954172143</id><published>2008-06-26T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:06:44.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misses..</title><content type='html'>hmm dunno why today so many posts today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had another wave of sudden misses of Ruxiang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has left for a long time now. And I just wish I know what she's doing right now.. Maybe jamming with the angels, singing praises to God? Maybe.. she helping her friends pray for their salvation? Or maybe she's playing with the deers and lions in heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever she's doing, she's enjoying herself in His presence. And occasionally she'll ask God for a little more grace on all of us. And never ceasing her prayers to God for us to stick close to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe.. she will ask the angels to carry her, to peek at what's happening to us on earth, so she'll know what to ask God for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, Ruxiang had always been so encouraging.. She was strong and yet gentle. Always sensitive to how other people feel. Even during the visitations, she'll be such a great and accommodating host despite her difficulties and disabilities at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was loved. And still is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruxiang, I just wanna remember you.. An awesome and wonderful sister-in-Christ.. Though its already too late.. But you are not forgotten. Cause you have been a real blessing to all of us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-5380534048954172143?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5380534048954172143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=5380534048954172143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/5380534048954172143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/5380534048954172143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/misses.html' title='Misses..'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-8271849193175933173</id><published>2008-06-25T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:16:49.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Oh yea. I just thought through it and have decided. I wanna be a TRAVELLING WRITER/ARTIST!!!! Muhahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way I can travel, record my travels, at the same time share with the world and earn some cash all at once! Muhahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't look too easy though.. Especially who would want to publish or buy my books/art pieces..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna give up just yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said, "The most impossible dreams are the best kinds to have.." *Dun ask me who..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah and there you go! A travelling writer/artist in the making!&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm gonna brush up on my english and literature. And practice drawing... Hmm busy busy busy~ Hohoho~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-8271849193175933173?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8271849193175933173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=8271849193175933173&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/8271849193175933173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/8271849193175933173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-6835403061668657182</id><published>2008-06-25T13:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:10:18.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouraging, so encouraging!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh man oh man!! I blogged! Heh~ Yo Ang I blogged ler hor hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just wanna thank God for using Wei Shun to be such an encouragement!! Haha! actually he didn't do much, but we just merely talked. But the strange thing is that, after I chatted with him, I really felt wanting to get closer to God!! It's true when the bible talks about Living Waters flowing out of us! I felt God's presence just flowing thru! Guess what? Actually we no need to do anything special. People can actually feel God's presence, His peace and love, flowing through us when we are close in our relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not just that, I was reading Yanni's blog and the verses that she posted really spoke to me during times when I was down. People, we just gotta post verses haha, nvr gonna know when God's gonna use them to speak to other people. *Just a suggestion :P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just imagine.. people getting to know God just because of blogs and chats. It's so awesome lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. the other day I went to Weiwei's workplace for scaling and polishing of teeth.. Honestly, horrible. Totally traumatizing.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, Weiwei was there. Erm... maybe.. She was encouraging me by smiling throughout the process?... Considered encouraging? Haha I trust that she wasn't laughing in her heart watching me suffer. Haha. Anyway wad really encouraged me was she told me that my teeth are really clean and said I was brave? Haha. Anyway I guess I wun see the dentist anytime soon.. Truly thank God... haha =D *sparkling teeth!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-6835403061668657182?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6835403061668657182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=6835403061668657182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/6835403061668657182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/6835403061668657182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/encouraging-so-encouraging.html' title='Encouraging, so encouraging!!!'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-2178835276351287083</id><published>2008-06-15T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:55:34.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some pics frm the Amazing Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFUMa9Q0_0I/AAAAAAAAACw/q2H9FRVwvXc/s1600-h/DSCN1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFUMa9Q0_0I/AAAAAAAAACw/q2H9FRVwvXc/s400/DSCN1560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212085801012494146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team "Slackalots"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFUMbwfrGRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ivVfXY0eDp4/s1600-h/DSCN1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFUMbwfrGRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ivVfXY0eDp4/s400/DSCN1563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212085814764968210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yijun's surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFUMcVcCybI/AAAAAAAAADA/bupi-AiOmU4/s1600-h/DSCN1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFUMcVcCybI/AAAAAAAAADA/bupi-AiOmU4/s400/DSCN1572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212085824681855410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys will always be boys haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9nUU1FvI/AAAAAAAAACI/4a-Go58FIf0/s1600-h/DSCN1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9nUU1FvI/AAAAAAAAACI/4a-Go58FIf0/s400/DSCN1527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212069520687306482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;run run run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9oS0T7VI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nfy35ZTB05Q/s1600-h/DSCN1526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9oS0T7VI/AAAAAAAAACQ/nfy35ZTB05Q/s400/DSCN1526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212069537462349138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep running~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9pajF-0I/AAAAAAAAACY/wjCggmBlYec/s1600-h/DSCN1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9pajF-0I/AAAAAAAAACY/wjCggmBlYec/s400/DSCN1542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212069556717484866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yijun and Ewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9qPVjitI/AAAAAAAAACg/96ZSOGs6MQc/s1600-h/DSCN1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9qPVjitI/AAAAAAAAACg/96ZSOGs6MQc/s400/DSCN1551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212069570887781074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yijun again.. and lester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9qhIhpiI/AAAAAAAAACo/_OLmDpW1_90/s1600-h/DSCN1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFT9qhIhpiI/AAAAAAAAACo/_OLmDpW1_90/s400/DSCN1564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212069575664969250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boys of Team "Slackalots" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-2178835276351287083?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2178835276351287083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=2178835276351287083&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/2178835276351287083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/2178835276351287083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-some-pics-frm-amazing-race.html' title='Just some pics frm the Amazing Race'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SFUMa9Q0_0I/AAAAAAAAACw/q2H9FRVwvXc/s72-c/DSCN1560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-4258695614110297139</id><published>2008-05-12T07:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:40:13.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Is Money your master or your tool?</title><content type='html'>Is money important? Yes of course. In this country, no money = no alot of stuffs! Of course money IS important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, we see the importance of money so much that it has unknowingly to us, become our master..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, there was a couple of times where I quarreled with my brother or my mum when they ate the tidbits or drink the drinks that I bought. At that time, my arguement would be that, "You want it, then buy it yourself!" but I realised this.. What is that tidbit or drink compared to relationship with my family? Why cant I share? Isn't food shared taste better? I was so focused on me buying the food than the relationships that are much more important. My focus were all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, Roger and Ewan came over to my house, we cooked at my house and really had fun. (Plus that chao da rice of course. That WAS fun alright! haha) Anyway while eating, my family came home. So I went down to buy more drinks up. Out of respect, I asked the two boys to serve my parents drinks. (It's their house after all) Which they did =) love you guys for being so obedient. And then they asked me is it alright? I asked them what is alright?&lt;br /&gt;Then Roger said, is it alright to finish the carton of juice when it was just bought up?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It is funny to finish the carton of juice immediately after it was bought. But what is finishing the drink compared to earning the respect from my parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? My dad was so happy that they served him drinks! Dunno bout my mom cause she was so tired that she went to sleep. And my bro was glad I guess. Cause he talked to the two boys. So proud of you boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and know what's my love language which I like to show people? Yes! It's gifts! Man, if you ever receive a gift from me that is out of your birthday, it's bought with a true heart. Do you know how vexing it is sometimes to have to go around searching for a nice gift? I think that I would enjoy my holidays more if I hadn't have to go around buying back souvenirs, but I really can't bring myself to do it. Cause I always think bout some people when I go overseas. So when I bring back presents for you guys, be glad! Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I think that money is a great tool if used wisely. But always hafta keep in check what is the purpose of using the money and the choice on whether which is more worth. To save or to spend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-4258695614110297139?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4258695614110297139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=4258695614110297139&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/4258695614110297139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/4258695614110297139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-money-your-master-or-your-tool.html' title='Is Money your master or your tool?'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-3389469933115317259</id><published>2008-05-08T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:20:31.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemnia</title><content type='html'>July 10.. the day of enlistment..&lt;br /&gt;My oh my... Really dunno howta react 'bout tis man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I embrace it or detest it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this is somethin' most gurls wun unda-stan' huh?&lt;br /&gt;Heh just take it as it comes I guess huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. take it lyka man! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-3389469933115317259?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3389469933115317259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=3389469933115317259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/3389469933115317259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/3389469933115317259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/dilemnia.html' title='Dilemnia'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-1894632174276271384</id><published>2008-04-27T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:15:56.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so strong after all</title><content type='html'>Well, what can I say.. Mikko has left. Confused about where I should be. Escaping from my problems but yet not knowing what exactly is the problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired from running. Gonna face it lyka man! Whatever it is, BRING IT ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandon self.. not about myself, my strength anymore. (sounds so familiar, have I said that before...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandon pain and suffering.. yea definitely. With pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-1894632174276271384?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1894632174276271384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=1894632174276271384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/1894632174276271384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/1894632174276271384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-so-strong-after-all.html' title='Not so strong after all'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-8875658279873334133</id><published>2008-04-10T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:06:11.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Trip (Chengdu) testimony - part of</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This mission trip is really an awesome and God led one. At the start of the trip, God encouraged us to trust in Him and not fear. On this trip, we did not do any rallies but instead we shared with the Chinese on a personal level. We want to make friends with them. Not out of duty but sincerely make true friends. We did faced some rejections, but thank God we were not discouraged but we pushed on. Finally God led us to find a guy named Yang Jian on the fourth day. He is very open and we found that we got a lot of things to talk about due to our lack of knowledge of the Chinese culture. And from him we got to know his two other friends, Da Ming and Chen Wei.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arranged to meet them for lunch the following day. But God had it all planned. When we went for the lunch date, only Yang Jian turned up. We were slightly disappointed but we still went out with him. We asked him to ask another girl along so Theresa can get to know a female friend. He called one of his friends and she really came. So we split out our ways, guys to guy and girl to girl. While shopping with Yang Jian, we wanted to share to him about our faith and about God, but we couldn’t find the chance and did not have courage to create any opportunities. Ultimately it was God who draws and all we have to do is to follow Him. So God gave the opportunity and we grabbed it. Yang Jian asked us about what we do in church. And we immediately shared with him and followed on to tell him about how real God was. I asked him if he believed in miracles and followed on to share with him about the Thailand mission trips about how God healed them. He was so amazed! And then we went to Starbucks for a drink. During that time we shared with him about how to be a Christian. And during dinner, we invited Da Ming along and we bonded even better thanks to Edward’s magic tricks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And on Sunday, we invited them for a farewell lunch. And we shared with them while eating. They were very receptive and asked us about how we knew God. They are very interested. And currently, we are still in contact with them through msn. And Yang Jian told me that he has started reading his bible which we gave him on Sunday. And Da Ming also told Theresa that he wanted to share Christianity to his friends and asked her how to believe in Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God is great and He has added to us new friends while serving Him. Thank God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Directly copied from the original testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are more testimonies. Can ask me anytime :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-8875658279873334133?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8875658279873334133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=8875658279873334133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/8875658279873334133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/8875658279873334133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/mission-trip-chengdu-testimony-part-of.html' title='Mission Trip (Chengdu) testimony - part of'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-5963205790230977237</id><published>2008-03-12T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:10:22.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for sale..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/R9fkEG0yfkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/L1QiPGghsCQ/s1600-h/P1020421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/R9fkEG0yfkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/L1QiPGghsCQ/s400/P1020421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176857055888309826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/R9fkEm0yflI/AAAAAAAAACA/EceslVyrPsQ/s1600-h/P1020441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/R9fkEm0yflI/AAAAAAAAACA/EceslVyrPsQ/s400/P1020441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176857064478244434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad... but it's true.. Mikko can't stay in my parents' house anymore.. now looking for a suitable owner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone whom i know wants to have Mikko, please let me know.. :(&lt;br /&gt;She's NOT for sale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-5963205790230977237?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5963205790230977237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=5963205790230977237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/5963205790230977237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/5963205790230977237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-for-sale.html' title='Not for sale..'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/R9fkEG0yfkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/L1QiPGghsCQ/s72-c/P1020421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-11608593554061549</id><published>2008-02-29T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:26:48.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God gives surprises!!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha today i showed up in the Kranji Secondary Prayer Meeting. Hehe surprised the kranji people haha especially Serena who shouted "Tan Wee Huat!" Haha! Well gotta wake up SUPER early lah... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(..zzZ)&lt;/span&gt; Haha anyway as I was thinking of surprising them, little did I know that God was also planning to surprise me! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the prayer meeting and the kids went to school, I got this strong feeling that something big is gonna happen today..&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is that I have no plans for the rest of the day.. As the feeling grew stronger, I felt more and more anxious and excited. But I just carried on the day. Window-shop &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Borders'&lt;/span&gt;, went to the multi-storey carpark to skate and then suddenly....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A phone call....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ask me if I was free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "yes.." and she said.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;MIKKO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is coming home!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! Praise the LORD!! She is finally coming home!! For those who din know, Mikko was left at a pet hotel and my mum paid for her stay for a month!! But now my dad says bring her home and MUHAHAHAHA she is coming back to me!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK GOD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-11608593554061549?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/11608593554061549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=11608593554061549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/11608593554061549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/11608593554061549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/god-gives-surprises.html' title='God gives surprises!!'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-4369005638808093389</id><published>2008-01-17T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:48:34.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Songs can be encouragements too!</title><content type='html'>Haha! It's true isn't it? I think most of us have experienced this as well. But I just gotta share it, can't assume that everyone thinks like you yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a particularly bad dream. It was about my ex-girlfriend. Yes. I had an ex-girlfriend, I do make mistakes. That was before I came to know Christ and I was still seeking love, but in a wrong way. Anyway, I gave part of my heart to her.. Yes I already put down my past to follow Christ, but honestly satan tries his best too you know? Bringing back the past to haunt you, preventing you from moving on.. (evil...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, I was particularly upset and foul-mooded this morning. Then I just popped in my mp3 to listen in hopes of cheering up listening to nice songs. I have specially selected a couple of songs, like example 'Light of Salvation', 'Hosanna', 'Majesty', 'To Know Your Name', etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's this particular song which I did not think that it was 'my type' of song. The song is 'Lord of Lords' by Hillsongs. I dunno if you've heard it before but here's the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Lord of Lords]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beholding Your beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is all that I long for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To worship You Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is my sole desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For this very heart You have shaped for Your pleasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Purposed to lift Your Name higher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here in surrender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In pure adoration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enter Your courts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With an offering of praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am Your servant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come to bring You glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As is fit for the work of Your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now unto the Lamb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who sits on the throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be glory and honour and praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of creation resounds with the song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worship and praise Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lord of lords&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spirit now living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And dwelling within me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep my eyes fixed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever on Jesus' face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let not the things of this world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever sway me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll run 'til I finish the race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridge:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holy Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are holy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus Christ Is the Lord&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="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was amazed at how God could use even a song which wasn't my favourite to even minister to me. The part where it says "Let not the things of this world ever sway me, I'll run 'til I finish the race.." particularly spoke to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realised that I had let the devil succeed in his evil plans. I must not let the things of this world which includes my past ever sway me, instead I must run till I finish the race..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even as now I'm sharing this, I wanna just say that let us not allow the devil to ruin our future because of our past. Our past is to bring God glory! (NO MORE SHAME!!) Like what Pastor and Sis Wanping always says, when the devil reminds you of your past, remind him of his future: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Revelation 20:10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And the devil, who deceived them, was thrown into the lake of burning sulfur, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where the beast and the false prophet had been thrown. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They will be tormented day and night for ever and ever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-4369005638808093389?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4369005638808093389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=4369005638808093389&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/4369005638808093389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/4369005638808093389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/christian-songs-can-be-encouragements.html' title='Christian Songs can be encouragements too!'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-7982524675250458370</id><published>2008-01-09T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:37:05.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enemies or not?</title><content type='html'>"When a man's ways are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pleasing to the LORD&lt;/span&gt;,  he makes even his &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;enemies live at peace &lt;/b&gt;with him." - Proverbs 16:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading this the other day and I found that it was SO TRUE!!&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit of background, I have this classmate of mine whom I found a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;. His topics were usually quite opposites to my beliefs, and at times he would just drag me into those topics and kind of made me very embarrassed. And I didn't really enjoy being around him. (Just a note, enemies do not necessary mean that they have a hatred against you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even as I was reading this verse, God spoke to me. It was kind of like a challenge to me to live my life pleasing to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I accepted His challenge (sometimes I really don't think and just accept challenges..kinda dumb haha, but God won't harm me mah), and I allowed corrections into my life, got even more prayerful, accept my classmate for who he was, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now what really shocked me was that my classmate, not knowing why, stopped all the nonsense talks (like talk about clubbing, etc.) and he even treated me differently, not embarrassing me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;we even have a common topic to talk about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really amazing that sometimes God &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really turn things around! And it is not like He gave us a change of heart, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;He honors His promise to us of our freedom of choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; He literally does miracles in our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you guys, like in Proverbs 16:7. Live a life pleasing to God and literally see the number of enemies &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;reduce&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;reduce&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;reduce&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;zero&lt;/span&gt;.... Hahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-7982524675250458370?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7982524675250458370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=7982524675250458370&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/7982524675250458370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/7982524675250458370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/enemies-or-not.html' title='Enemies or not?'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7273174425419942868.post-2507209944178791481</id><published>2008-01-07T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:40:59.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Slice Of My Life</title><content type='html'>Haha precisely the title of the blog. This blog's not gonna be updated everyday!! haha so pretty much just a slice. haha something different for 2008. Blog's gonna be to encourage people and not to discourage nor gain sympathy *woken up by wanzi's previous comment and the 'BAIT OF SATAN'!!* haha credits due to them but most importantly to God who AMAZINGLY used them to minister to me. Haha just a slice. If the post is encouraging, comment whether its yummy or not k? haha for those who dun get it, [yummy=good, yuckks=bad] haha yuppyupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.. the plants need me tml.... hah X\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7273174425419942868-2507209944178791481?l=justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2507209944178791481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7273174425419942868&amp;postID=2507209944178791481&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/2507209944178791481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7273174425419942868/posts/default/2507209944178791481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justasliceofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-slice-of-my-life.html' title='Just A Slice Of My Life'/><author><name>Huat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NnnQQaGFbMg/SYMetD3-TuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/L7PV30kMNTY/S220/P5290949.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
