<?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-36680516</id><updated>2012-01-30T08:09:11.431+08:00</updated><category term='Warrior Postings'/><category term='My Family'/><category term='BGR'/><category term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><category term='Song of my heart'/><category term='Rumbling Words..'/><category term='My Heart&apos;s Prayer'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Inspirational'/><category term='My Life Journey'/><category term='Fatherhood'/><category term='Reflections'/><category term='Cyberwellness'/><title type='text'>Loving Every Day!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2787476845264370427</id><published>2011-12-29T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T23:00:06.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Heart&apos;s Prayer'/><title type='text'>Remember the Poor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Galatians 2:10&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;All they asked was that we should continue to remember the poor, the very thing I had been eager to do all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this festive period, while it is not wrong for us to celebrate and have some fun here and there, I think that it is very important for us to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;remember the poor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very often, when many of us think about this phrase "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;remember the poor&lt;/span&gt;", the first thought that comes to our minds would be something like we need to donate some money, visit some homes, help out at some centres, etc. Yes, these are all things that we can and should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would like to approach this "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;remember the poor&lt;/span&gt;" from another angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hu_7peaNYg/TvyAPrxpJNI/AAAAAAAAB6o/57HZqh4Hu3M/s1600/remember_the_poor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hu_7peaNYg/TvyAPrxpJNI/AAAAAAAAB6o/57HZqh4Hu3M/s320/remember_the_poor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law just came back from a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;short-term mission trip to Batam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. There, her team and her met many people who lived in poor conditions. There was this particular lady that she met who had problems making ends meet. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;In fact, everyday she would have to walk to a far away place just to get food for her family.&lt;/span&gt; When my sister-in-law asked the lady what her prayer requests were. Her simple answer was "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;please pray that I am able to attend church every week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;She didn't ask for food, nor other material things.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;She only asked to be able to go church every week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; My sister-in-law was deeply touched, as were I and my wife when we heard the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Materially&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we may be far better off than this lady from Batam. But &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;spiritually&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, she is probably way richer than most of us here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I remember the poor now, I also remember that the poor may be happier and spiritually richer than me. And I hope to love and desire Jesus as much as they do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-2787476845264370427?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2787476845264370427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=2787476845264370427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2787476845264370427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2787476845264370427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/remember-poor.html' title='Remember the Poor'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Hu_7peaNYg/TvyAPrxpJNI/AAAAAAAAB6o/57HZqh4Hu3M/s72-c/remember_the_poor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6900812907785907651</id><published>2011-12-22T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:31:01.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatherhood'/><title type='text'>Importance of Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390728_10150619004214408_540949407_11978080_176176952_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390728_10150619004214408_540949407_11978080_176176952_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second chapter of the book is entitled '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Journey of Fatherhood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'.&amp;nbsp;The role of a father in a child's life is crucial even in his early developmental years. Two things really spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, at 18 months, my child or toddler does not just mimic my actions or words. He is able to imitate the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;actions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;attitudes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the most persuasive influences in his life - &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hence,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;I need to be very conscious of my behavior and be a good role model for my child in every situation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;i&gt;I can do it, by the grace of God!&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I need to communicate with my child using positive words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Even in times of correction, I should speak from the '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;negative side of the virtue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' rather than the '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;negative side of the vice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. For instance, instead of asking "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;are you lying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" which focuses on the vice, we can ask "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;are you telling daddy the whole truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" which focuses on the virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the above two principles apply to me especially as a teacher in a secondary school too. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;God, help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6900812907785907651?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6900812907785907651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6900812907785907651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6900812907785907651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6900812907785907651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/importance-of-fathers.html' title='Importance of Fathers'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5435505131162292179</id><published>2011-12-19T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T11:04:00.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatherhood'/><title type='text'>'Why' is more important than 'How'</title><content type='html'>I'm reading through this book on parenting toddlers. The first chapter touched on the principle of '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many parents (myself included) are often very fixated on the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;how&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' and the methods of doing things. We forgot the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' behind. And that causes us unnecessary &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8u80ZLFZsp4/Tu_25APvTOI/AAAAAAAAB6c/q9TDTpnu5B8/s1600/why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 229px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688036313571216610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8u80ZLFZsp4/Tu_25APvTOI/AAAAAAAAB6c/q9TDTpnu5B8/s320/why.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For example, we are very frustrated at our toddler's behavior and we raised our voices at him. We then expect him to comply but he doesn't. In our anger, we become even louder and things still don't improve. We have missed out the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' part actually. If it is our intention to teach our toddler a lesson for poor behavior, there are other methods of correction besides raising voices. We can give him a time-out, put him in the cot, hold his hand firmly, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the fact is that the principle of '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' applies to every aspects of life (and not just parenting). (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, ask '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-5435505131162292179?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5435505131162292179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5435505131162292179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5435505131162292179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5435505131162292179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/is-more-important-than.html' title='&apos;Why&apos; is more important than &apos;How&apos;'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8u80ZLFZsp4/Tu_25APvTOI/AAAAAAAAB6c/q9TDTpnu5B8/s72-c/why.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-3483753636379788111</id><published>2011-12-19T17:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T18:00:28.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Every Day is part of the Journey</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been thinking about this.. there were perhaps a number of things that I had done in my youth which I kind of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would my life be better now if I had not made some of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wrong choices/decisions&lt;/span&gt;? I was initially very tempted to say '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;'. But upon further reflection and seeking the Lord about it, somehow I realized that the answer is likely to be '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, of course, the kind of wrong choices/decisions are not the fatal kind like killing someone or getting killed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Our past experiences shape us and mold our character&lt;/span&gt;. We have ups and downs, highs and lows in our lives all the time. Every day has the potential to be richly filled with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;learning experiences&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;loving memories&lt;/span&gt; and of course, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;discouraging setbacks&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is never about the setbacks that stumble us. It is the way we deal with them that is important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every day is part of the journey - love it&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That's why I'm retaining this blog title - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Loving Every Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETIX5-DbiMA/Tu8K1UqffyI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/J2Q0N1rHKM8/s1600/IMG_1326.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETIX5-DbiMA/Tu8K1UqffyI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/J2Q0N1rHKM8/s320/IMG_1326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687776765588504354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just look at Isaac - He loves every day! =D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3483753636379788111?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3483753636379788111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3483753636379788111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3483753636379788111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3483753636379788111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/every-day-is-part-of-journey.html' title='Every Day is part of the Journey'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETIX5-DbiMA/Tu8K1UqffyI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/J2Q0N1rHKM8/s72-c/IMG_1326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7772320484140829966</id><published>2009-01-01T12:42:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:52:24.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Review of Year 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/SVxc5H1YLWI/AAAAAAAABuY/WHCJ4SJ-eXE/2008%20Happenings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/SVxc5H1YLWI/AAAAAAAABuY/WHCJ4SJ-eXE/2008%20Happenings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On looking back, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;challenging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, yet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; year for me personally. Through it all, I can only say that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God has been faithful and good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He has given me a certain level of successes at almost every front. I'm quite sure I could not do it, if not for His grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I was given full teaching load in school, together with other departmental and committee duties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To RI basketballers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;You guys have fought hard together in 2008 and achieved commendable results. And that has taught me more about the Rafflesian Spirit. Thanks, guys! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. I continued to serve actively in church as a cell leader, imparting my life to the cell members under my charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To Kenneth, Jarrell, Kevin, Joel, Joash and Glenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;You guys have been great and teachable. Thanks for sticking together all these years. I've seen all of you grown both physically and spiritually. I am really privileged to be your cell leader. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. I continued to be active in community work - serving as an adult volunteer at TOUCH Cyber-Wellness Centre almost every Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To Yong Hong, Andy, Nicholas, Yongsin, Mukhlis, Vishnu and Jin Chai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Thanks for being part of us all this while. You guys made a difference to my life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. I had to plan my wedding together with my then-fiancee, Dawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning a wedding must be one of the biggest project anyone would undertake - especially if you intend to get married in Singapore. But thankfully, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dawn and I had a great team of helpers, led by my wedding coordinator, Wai Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who made almost everything run smoothly throughout my actual wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that 2008 didn't pass by just like that. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My life has been touched by many people, and I too, had the chance to touch some lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm looking forward to the year ahead, 2009. It is going to be another extraordinary year for me, I'm sure of it. &lt;strong&gt;Not only I have God, but I now also have my wife, Dawn to face the challenges of life together with me. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/SVxc5xBfw1I/AAAAAAAABug/9p8BYA2_uww/s512/D%26SK0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/SVxc5xBfw1I/AAAAAAAABug/9p8BYA2_uww/s512/D%26SK0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7772320484140829966?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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We&amp;#39;re now at a ski resort in Muju. We won&amp;#39;t be doing any ski-ing though. Just rested here last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The resort&amp;#39;s design &amp;amp; architecture is really interesting &amp;amp; elaborate. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net"&gt;www.cellspin.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3907175013043102518?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3907175013043102518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3907175013043102518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3907175013043102518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3907175013043102518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/11/honeymoon-in-korea-day-6.html' title='Honeymoon in Korea Day 6'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-75661301711565928</id><published>2008-11-21T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:51:46.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon in Korea Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/user/dd64cb5c86/post/33615/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com:80/posts.cellspin.net/posts/11732/2008/11/21/full_8509d95506f1e714048727091b571710.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net"&gt;www.cellspin.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-75661301711565928?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/75661301711565928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=75661301711565928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/75661301711565928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/75661301711565928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/11/honeymoon-in-korea-day-3_21.html' title='Honeymoon in Korea Day 3'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-702173875718396094</id><published>2008-11-21T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:37:22.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon in Korea Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/user/dd64cb5c86/post/33613/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com:80/posts.cellspin.net/posts/11732/2008/11/21/full_eaef5fc3d7a0d5bfc9ce16e6b0889e41.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, we found a place in Korea with free wireless Internet access. It&amp;#39;s a Dunkin&amp;#39; Donuts outlet in Jeju Island.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s been a great trip so far. Just that the weather for the first two days had been incredibly cold. Today it&amp;#39;s much better. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net"&gt;www.cellspin.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-702173875718396094?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/702173875718396094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=702173875718396094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/702173875718396094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/702173875718396094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/11/honeymoon-in-korea-day-3.html' title='Honeymoon in Korea Day 3'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1706206582825236678</id><published>2008-11-04T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:22:03.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Life without Limbs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nick Vujicic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is back in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;limbless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Australian-born Nick faces far greater life struggles than most, but he breaches and overcomes these barriers with the power of God’s love. Today, Nick trots around the globe to bring his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amazing testimony of hope, love and strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to millions worldwide. So get ready to be transformed by another of Nick’s inspiring message for us. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fcbc.org.sg/service_news.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FCBC Website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you want to have a change of perspective of life, come and be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunday (9th Nov) 1:30pm @ Expo Max Pavilion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-1706206582825236678?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1706206582825236678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1706206582825236678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1706206582825236678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1706206582825236678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-without-limbs.html' title='Life without Limbs...'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4180888847143741781</id><published>2008-10-04T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:49:55.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car-check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/user/dd64cb5c86/post/26574/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com:80/posts.cellspin.net/posts/11732/2008/10/04/full_237d0b14230e2156100e366557ad487c.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, I finally did something that I&amp;#39;ve never done before. I learned from my dad how to do a car-check in 5 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It may sound strange. But in the past, I always relied on the helpers at petrol stations to help me check.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net"&gt;www.cellspin.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4180888847143741781?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4180888847143741781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4180888847143741781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4180888847143741781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4180888847143741781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/10/car-check.html' title='Car-check!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6948290305705208913</id><published>2008-09-22T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:47:34.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Happy &amp; Blessed Birthday, Junhao!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Sunday (yesterday) was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Junhao's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I really thank God for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Junhao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - a good brother to me all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has being such an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;encouragement to me and my faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And I know that I can count on him when I need help. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That's what spiritual brothers and family are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SNeDj1cTN9I/AAAAAAAABXw/BgJ1oHisFKA/s800/IMG_3787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SNeDj1cTN9I/AAAAAAAABXw/BgJ1oHisFKA/s800/IMG_3787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6948290305705208913?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6948290305705208913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6948290305705208913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6948290305705208913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6948290305705208913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-blessed-birthday-junhao.html' title='Happy &amp; Blessed Birthday, Junhao!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SNeDj1cTN9I/AAAAAAAABXw/BgJ1oHisFKA/s72-c/IMG_3787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6726738163790965943</id><published>2008-09-22T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:28:49.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Singapore Flyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two Sundays ago, I brought my parents to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Singapore Flyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was a good time together, and I realized that I haven't been bringing them out like this for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our first time on the flyer. To be honest, after a few minutes of rotating, the initial excitement died down quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a more positive note, I found myself taking some photographs from angles previously impossible. I caught a glimpse of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;F1 build-up, IR construction, floating platform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and yes, even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IRONMAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(the competition).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-3d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-3d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188094191165&amp;site=widget-3d.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188094191165&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p1/144115188094191165/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188094191165&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p2/144115188094191165/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188094191165&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p4/144115188094191165/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6726738163790965943?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6726738163790965943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6726738163790965943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6726738163790965943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6726738163790965943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/09/singapore-flyer.html' title='Singapore Flyer'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4382800570467204034</id><published>2008-09-21T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:30:53.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumbling Words..'/><title type='text'>F1, F1 and more F1!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/user/dd64cb5c86/post/23999/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/posts.cellspin.net/posts/11732/2008/09/20/full_a3a386745a519eeeef6e3e888b62df13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The F1 craze is here. Many shopping malls have race cars parked right ouside them. I found one outside CK Tangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.cellspin.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4382800570467204034?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4382800570467204034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4382800570467204034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4382800570467204034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4382800570467204034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1-craze-is-here.html' title='F1, F1 and more F1!!!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6313131502539184719</id><published>2008-09-06T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:32:45.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Waste Allocation Load Lifter Earth-class</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/user/dd64cb5c86/post/21526/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/posts.cellspin.net/posts/11732/2008/09/06/full_8a77344770cdced78dd5953b5dfb0d6c.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.cellspin.net/"&gt;http://www.cellspin.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WALL-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I just watched it earlier this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things that I picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Be more environmentally friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Do your part to reduce, reuse and recyle. Don't let our earth really end up like the one the movie - full of trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Exercise &amp;amp; keep fit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I don't want to be like the people inside. That's why I have Wii Fit! =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6313131502539184719?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6313131502539184719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6313131502539184719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6313131502539184719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6313131502539184719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/09/waste-allocation-load-lifter-earth.html' title='Waste Allocation Load Lifter Earth-class'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-8850141800376489659</id><published>2008-09-04T10:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:24:25.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.medrounds.org/guide-to-realistic-parenting/images/mother-child-discipline-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.medrounds.org/guide-to-realistic-parenting/images/mother-child-discipline-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - it's a dirty word to most people, especially youths. The general perception of it is usually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those on the receiving end, discipline often includes things like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;withdrawals of privileges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scoldings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beatings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll like to paint a perspective from the other end. As a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cell leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in church myself, I have disciplined many young people before. When I see somebody doing something wrong (like latecoming), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if I don't correct him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm encouraging him to continue doing this wrong thing &amp;amp; I'm not helping him build his character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example. A child of 5 years dashes across the road without his parents. The father can perhaps smack him on the hand and remind him not to do it again. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The child may not understand completely, but the father is teaching him that the little pain he feels is nothing compared to when a car knocks him down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That's discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wwwdelivery.superstock.com/WI/223/1557/PreviewComp/SuperStock_1557R-304705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://wwwdelivery.superstock.com/WI/223/1557/PreviewComp/SuperStock_1557R-304705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;price to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when you discipline someone. You&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;risk rejections&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from that person. You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;risk relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But honestly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you only discipline someone whom you care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you don't care about that person, you wouldn't bother correcting him. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there're people who have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;abused their authority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and disciplined out of anger and selfishness. I myself have being like that before - perhaps being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too harsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and use &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hurtful words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I would like to apologise to those whom I have done that to, especially my students and my cell members. I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't always view discipline as something negative. You only discipline those whom you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-8850141800376489659?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8850141800376489659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=8850141800376489659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8850141800376489659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8850141800376489659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/09/discipline.html' title='Discipline'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2896874497241331101</id><published>2008-08-06T14:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:34:45.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>I Love Singapore!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy 43rd Birthday, Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d9/Animated-Flag-Singapore.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d9/Animated-Flag-Singapore.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This year, we celebrate our nation's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43rd birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; I'm proud to be a Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For such a small nation, our &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;global influence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;achievements &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;are simply &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We have the world's best airport, the world's top airline, the world's busiest port, etc. We are also one of the best places in the world to do business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, all of the above will not last if we have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whole generation of Singaporeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;constantly looking outwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emigrating to other nations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at every opportunity. They have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how much blessings they or their forefathers have received from this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to raise up Singaporeans who are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;loyal to Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;willing to stay in times of crisis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In this time and age, crisis may strike any time - be it in the form of natural or man-made disasters, or even economic recessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frieze.com/images/middle/singapore450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.frieze.com/images/middle/singapore450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore, my homeland, my inheritance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-2896874497241331101?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2896874497241331101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=2896874497241331101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2896874497241331101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2896874497241331101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-singapore.html' title='I Love Singapore!!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-3021746514850803305</id><published>2008-08-06T12:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:06:54.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Hwa Chong Council Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v261/83/67/684617425/n684617425_795486_2444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v261/83/67/684617425/n684617425_795486_2444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Saturday night, the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Hwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Chong Institution (College) 32nd Students' Council&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; organized a really massive &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Council Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Of my batch - which is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25th Students' Council,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 14 of us turned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shared memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that we had was something that each of us will never forget. I'm really thankful that during my JC days, I didn't indulge in computer games or waste my time away. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was able to build lasting friendships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (not to mention serving the school).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hence, I'm very sad when I see many young people today building their lives in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;virtual world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all day long - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOW, Maple Story, Runescape, Lineage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They seemed to have forgetten that there is a real world out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now (almost 10 years since we've parted), I can still relate very well with the councillors of my batch. It's really amazing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3021746514850803305?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3021746514850803305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3021746514850803305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3021746514850803305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3021746514850803305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/08/hwa-chong-council-reunion.html' title='Hwa Chong Council Reunion'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7974414171193785701</id><published>2008-07-31T19:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:14:14.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Dream. Team. Fight. Win.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/RIBasketball2008/photo#5229149543129072162"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 670px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SJGrzeOawiI/AAAAAAAABVw/4QYo6W9Vn8g/s800/Finals.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After months of training and preparation, and a month of intense competition, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RI 'C' Division Basketball team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;finally defeated Yuying Secondary in the South Zone Final and emerged as the new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;South Zone 'C' Division basketball champions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road ahead isn't going to be easy, we all know that. We're right now in the midst of the nationals round 1. We're up against &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bukit Panjang, Dunman High &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Presbyterian High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won our first game in nationals against Bukit Panjang today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7 more games to the national's title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is a dream that the RI basketball team is built around. We'll fight together and win it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7974414171193785701?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7974414171193785701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7974414171193785701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7974414171193785701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7974414171193785701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream-team-fight-win.html' title='Dream. Team. Fight. Win.'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SJGrzeOawiI/AAAAAAAABVw/4QYo6W9Vn8g/s72-c/Finals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5339399765278056858</id><published>2008-07-29T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:06:15.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumbling Words..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Doing things with great love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week, I read somewhere about what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; once said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It caused me to ponder for a moment to do some self-reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I often do things with my very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;own self-interests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in mind. I didn't do them out of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a heart to love others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not all the time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, when I do discipline a student in school, I need to do it with the intent that I want him to change for the better, and not just to do it for the sake of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-5339399765278056858?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5339399765278056858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5339399765278056858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5339399765278056858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5339399765278056858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/07/doing-things-with-great-love.html' title='Doing things with great love?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4086948318414435632</id><published>2008-07-16T18:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:13:01.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>My Newest Toy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All my life, I had never own a video game console (like &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nintendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEGA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xbox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) before. My parents deemed them &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'useless'&lt;/span&gt;, and that they only serve as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;distractions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from studies. But of course, I found entertainment in computer games like Dune 2, Command &amp;amp; Conquer, Warcraft, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this month, I got myself a new toy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nintendo Wii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHy6dxFGPVI/AAAAAAAABT0/LbKshWIU1Cw/s400/Wii_%2520350%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHy6dxFGPVI/AAAAAAAABT0/LbKshWIU1Cw/s400/Wii_%2520350%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've tried out the Wii console many times prior to buying it. I really enjoyed the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;interactiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of many of its games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main reasons why I wanted to have the Wii console is that I believe that it can be used to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;engage my whole family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, especially the kids. It is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;family-oriented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wii, unlike other consoles, allow young people to develop their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;psycho motor skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a fresh and fun way. At least that's what I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHy6eUjo1CI/AAAAAAAABT8/gsNrEjkdavw/s144/MarioKart350%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHy6eUjo1CI/AAAAAAAABT8/gsNrEjkdavw/s144/MarioKart350%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just last week, when my niece and nephew came over, we had a good time playing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wii Sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mario Kart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (even though they kept losing!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and brother-in-law had a great time too. It was really easy for them to pick up the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last reason would be that I want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;keep myself fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - hence, I'm looking out for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WiiFit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (a fun game that makes exercise fun)! Sadly, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;out of stocks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in almost the whole of Singapore, as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To be honest, in this time and age, we need to be &lt;strong&gt;creative&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;intentional&lt;/strong&gt; about &lt;strong&gt;engaging families&lt;/strong&gt;. I hope I'm on the right track in doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5223254078296212994"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHy56QR0xgI/AAAAAAAABTU/ooeMm_UJM-s/s400/IMG_3571%20%28Large%29.JPG" align="center" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brother-in-law and my brother's daughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4086948318414435632?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4086948318414435632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4086948318414435632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4086948318414435632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4086948318414435632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-newest-toy.html' title='My Newest Toy!!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHy6dxFGPVI/AAAAAAAABT0/LbKshWIU1Cw/s72-c/Wii_%2520350%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-3924265226416977417</id><published>2008-07-14T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:16:18.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>RI Community Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Earlier this year, RI dedicated &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20th of March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RI Community Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was a day when all RI students collaborated with external VWOs (Volunteer Welfare Organizations) and serve the poor and needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RI Basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worked with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TOUCH Community Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in doing something very unique. We were featured in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TOUCH Newsletter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5222685020721957554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHq0WvniyrI/AAAAAAAABSU/gEMU8hE0N8U/s800/RI%20Extract%20-%20TCS%20Newsletter%20%28July%29.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is truly more blessed to give than to receive! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3924265226416977417?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3924265226416977417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3924265226416977417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3924265226416977417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3924265226416977417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/07/ri-community-day-2008.html' title='RI Community Day 2008'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SHq0WvniyrI/AAAAAAAABSU/gEMU8hE0N8U/s72-c/RI%20Extract%20-%20TCS%20Newsletter%20%28July%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-552176812333274271</id><published>2008-07-10T17:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:13:23.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Preacher's Magical Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fcbc.org.sg/images/thumb1.asp?image=news_070708_ST001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.fcbc.org.sg/images/thumb1.asp?image=news_070708_ST001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Earlier this Monday (7th July), there was this interview in the Life! section of Straits Times with my church's senior pastor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pastor Lawrence Khong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the interview, I was even &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more thankful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that he is the senior pastor of my church. The number of hats that he wears is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;full interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pastor Lawrence Khong’s proudest contribution is setting up Touch Community Services, an award-winning non-profit organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING about Lawrence Khong, from the many hats he wears, right down to his choice of shoes, screams unconventional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a man who does not conform to normal expectations, and his red-rimmed spectacles, red Converse sneakers and stylishly gelled hair are testimony to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His appearance is not something you would expect of a 55-year-old, and certainly not of someone who is a senior pastor, social worker, magician, businessman and national athlete all rolled into one very energetic body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you compliment him on his trendy appearance, he replies with a boisterous laugh: “I’m just a lao hiao.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hokkien term means old vainpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We shouldn’t be afraid of who we are. Flamboyance is not wrong and it depends on how I use it. I can use it to flirt around and be immoral or I can use it to just add colour to an occasion.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it is hard to reconcile the image of a God-fearing man delivering a heartfelt sermon with that of an illusionist who has performed magic as shocking as “decapitating” his daughter and walking down into the audience, holding her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The young people love it. It is our version of a horror movie,” he says with a twinkle in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Khong may not be a household name but his resume is so long it can be an article in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the senior pastor of Faith Community Baptist Church (FCBC), which he started in 1986. One of the megachurches in Singapore, it has a congregation of about 10,000 and holds services at the Singapore Expo’s Max Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the founder and chairman of Touch Community Services, a non-profit welfare organisation which has 18 centres in Singapore helping the under-privileged and the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a magician and has performed in sell-out shows to more than 200,000 people in Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Korea, Japan, China, Taiwan and the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a businessman, the creative brains behind his production house, Gateway Entertainment, which produces magic shows and makes drama feature films and television movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, he is also a national polo player who won a silver medal with his team at last year’s South-east Asia Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m someone who cannot sit still,” he says. “When I was doing my master’s in theology, I would be working on three papers at the same time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He demonstrates his yen for multitasking by pretending to type furiously on the table, then suddenly turning his attention to something on his right and then thumbing an imaginary stack of papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He adds: “I can think of nothing worse than a beach holiday where I do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When I go on a skiing trip, I find out what time the ski resort opens and I will be the first in line, and the whole day will be packed with activities.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes without saying then that the past few months have been pure bliss, as he squeezes daily rehearsals into his already packed schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Saturday (July 12) till July 20, he and his 27-year-old daughter Priscilla will be performing in a magical theatre show called MagicBox at the Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have also teamed up for the popular magic musical, Magic Of Love, which debuted at the Singapore Indoor Stadium in 2001 and has since toured over 15 cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Khong, who has been performing magic since he was 13, has a wellrehearsed answer when asked if there is a disparity between his roles as a pastor and as a magician, since some Christians frown upon magic as it is deemed to be demonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says: “Yes, I’ve always been asked this question. ‘Pastors are supposed to tell the truth, and here you are bluffing me’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Actually, the most honest person in this world is a magician because I tell you I am bluffing you and then proceed to deceive you. I’ve warned you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There are some people who deceive you without warning you at all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His kids can do magic, too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS interview is conducted over two days, first at his office in Serangoon North, then over lunch at the Singapore Polo Club a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charismatic and forthcoming, he is the sort of person whom you will never feel bored being around as he is, in the words of his wife Nina, “full of surprises”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Khong, 55, who gave up her medical practice six years ago to help him run his production house, says: “He’s not the kind to be contented with the status quo, doing the same thing day in, day out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Priscilla, they have three other children, who can all perform magic: Anthony, 26, works in the IT industry; Michelle, 25, is pursuing a degree in architecture at the National University of Singapore and Daniel, 21, is doing national service. They live in a condominium in Serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describing her husband as a very easy-going man who never sulks, Dr Khong adds: “Lawrence lives life on the cutting edge and brings a lot of fun into our family life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when he turned 40, he decided that he wanted to learn how to ride a horse and promptly enrolled the entire family in riding school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six years ago, he developed a passion for snow skiing and, of course, everyone in the family ended up loving the sport too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brings a lot of fun to this interview too, as he has all sorts of tricks up his sleeve – literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment, he is telling you about the two horses he owns, Indio and Sandy, and then the next, he is coolly switching coins surreptitiously from one palm to the next as you watch on, open-mouthed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can be munching hungrily on a hot bun with his left hand, and before you realise what is happening, he is already producing one card after another using his right hand, seemingly from thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“These are all tricks. Everyone can do what I do. It’s not like you need some spiritual powers,” he says almost nonchalantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in a more serious tone, he adds that he sees the art of magic as “just a medium to communicate good messages of love and family”. He says: “This is why I feel very integrated. As a pastor, I want my members to value family. As a social worker, I realise that (the lack of love) is an issue behind most social problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As a magician, if I can have a great piece of entertainment that makes money for me, puts me onto the path of success and yet allows me to do something very valuable for society, why not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last part refers to Project Smile (Sharing Magic In Love Everywhere), a programme which he pioneered and conceptualised in 2002. It trains youths and adults in magic, and they then entertain the under-privileged in hospitals, day-care centres and homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, along with his “gentle persistence, constant dialogue and explanation and growing success in the positive aspects”, has helped him gain more acceptance from his church members about his love for magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he acknowledges that there are people who find that this is something they cannot reconcile with and have left to join other churches. “Given my profile, there will always be people who don’t like me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s okay. Don’t make life so difficult for yourself, go find something that you like. I’m not the only pastor in town.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From riches to rags&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE son of a successful businessman and a housewife, he has a younger sister and a younger brother. Phyllis, 53, is an executive secretary and Kin Mun, 51, is a banker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father, a general commodities wholesaler who came from Guangdong province in China, has another family in Hong Kong with four children, but married the pastor’s mother when he came to Singapore before World War II broke out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a boy, Pastor Khong was naughty and had the worst conduct in class when he studied at Catholic High School. His mother had to transfer him to St Michael’s Primary when he was in Primary 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was one of those hyperactive kids. I would stand up in the middle of a lesson and walk around or I would suddenly push my classmate for no reason,” he recalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, he was always running into trouble and getting caned for things such as jumping down from the tallest cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My mother used to say: ‘When I gave birth to you, I was in a lot of pain. Now, you’re still giving me so much pain’.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was 10, his sheltered life was over. His father died, sparking a bitter fight over the inheritance from his family in Hong Kong. His mother was left with little and was forced to work as a seamstress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight, he went from being a pampered rich boy who travelled to school in a chauffeur-driven Mercedes-Benz to a poor kid who had to learn how to take the bus for the first time in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life became hard as his mother developed high blood pressure and started blaming him for it. She would say things such as “If I die tonight, it will be because of you”, prompting him to wake up in the middle of the night to check if she was still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also remembers how, when he was about to take his O levels, his frail mother told him: “The future of the whole family depends on your exam results. Our fate lies in your hands. If you fail, I will kill myself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says: “I was an angry child back then and I was very angry with my mother.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he has long since gotten over his anger and his 83-year-old mother now lives with his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the time, he found support and peace in his church, Grace Baptist Church in Silat Road, which he joined in Secondary 1. He also found solace in magic – he had a pack of cards with him all the time – which he taught himself by reading books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m motivated by levels of difficulty. The more difficult the trick, the more I loved to do it,” he says. “Anyone can collect stamps. But how many people can make things disappear?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, he did very well in secondary school at St Joseph’s Institution and went on to National Junior College, where he met his wife, Nina. But he turned rebellious in the army and became a chain smoker, lighting up three packs a day. He also stopped going to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he cleaned up his act when he had a spiritual awakening at vacation time during his first year as a business administration undergraduate in the University of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had followed Nina to a church camp in Port Dickson, Malaysia, where a boy drowned on the second day. That shook him up and he “felt a calling” to become a pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focused and goal-driven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER graduating from university, he worked as an intern pastor in his church. And three weeks after he and Nina tied the knot, they left for Texas in the United States so that he could study for a master’s degree in the Dallas Theological Seminary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About five years later, he returned to serve in his church, then set up FCBC. It has 10,000 members today and it was at one point the biggest church here, although other megachurches such as City Harvest Church, New Creation Church and Lighthouse Evangelism (Singapore) have since overtaken it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverend Kong Hee, 44, of City Harvest Church, which has a congregation of 24,000, has worked with Pastor Khong on a couple of inter-church religious events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know him to be someone who is passionate in whatever he does and he has helped many people through his community service,” says Reverend Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Pastor Khong’s most significant contribution – and one that he is most proud of – is setting up Touch Community Services in 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 132 full-time staff and 800 volunteers, the non-religious charitable group has helped more than 100,000 people through activities and programmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among other things, it provides free meals, offers counselling services and conducts health screenings for children from low-income or single-parent families, people with special needs and the frail elderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He admits that with their Christian roots, he and his colleagues were greeted with suspicion initially. Now, he says they have established themselves as a genuine welfare group “with no strings attached”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch won the Outstanding Non-Profit Organisation Award from the National Volunteer and Philanthropy Centre last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m a very focused and goal-driven person. Some people see this as arrogance. So in the church, you either love or hate me,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But this is me. The other day, Priscilla fell from a height during a rehearsal and the first thing I asked was: ‘Did you damage the prop?’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Eugene Seow, 52, executive director of Touch, says Pastor Khong is a leader who is open to new ideas and gives people the freedom to try out different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s also a very transparent and honest person. He shares things about his personal life so that people can understand him better,” he adds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the very personal things that he volunteers to Life! without any prompting is that Priscilla is a single mother, with a five-year-old son born out of wedlock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not ashamed of talking about it. In fact, I told my church members when it happened,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he says it broke his heart when he first knew that she was pregnant and he was so mad that he wanted her to leave the family home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, his wife talked to him and he forgave Priscilla. His grandson Isaac is now the apple of his eye and he sends the boy to school every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t hold grudges. Whatever you’ve done, whether you’ve taken drugs or committed a crime, if you say ‘I’m wrong, please help me’, I will bend backwards to help you,” he says with quiet resolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is my job. But if you continue to sleep around or beat up your wife, then I’ll say, leave my church. I will not help you, but I will help your wife to get a divorce.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-552176812333274271?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/552176812333274271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=552176812333274271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/552176812333274271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/552176812333274271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/07/preachers-magical-touch.html' title='Preacher&apos;s Magical Touch'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5557360067051005760</id><published>2008-06-08T23:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:05:22.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>MAGICBOX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For those who love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;magic shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you must not miss &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAGICBOX&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;musicals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you must not miss &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAGICBOX&lt;/span&gt; either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAGICBOX&lt;/span&gt; is both a musical with great music and dances, and a magicshow filled with amazing illusions. It will be at the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;12th - 20th July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the sypnosis from the &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/portal/dt?dt.isPortletRequest=true&amp;amp;dt.action=process&amp;amp;dt.provider=PortletWindowProcessChannel&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.targetPortletChannel=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar/Event&amp;amp;dt.containerName=JSPTabContainer/sEventsCalendar&amp;amp;dt.windowProvider.currentChannelMode=VIEW&amp;amp;dt.window.portletAction=RENDER&amp;amp;contentCode=magicbox0708"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sistic website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gateway Entertainment is proud to present Singapore’s beloved homegrown illusionists, Lawrence and Priscilla Khong in a brand new show – MAGICBOX at the iconic Esplanade Theatre. This highly anticipated production combines the world’s most incredible magic expertise with a heart-warming tale of love and family values in one spectacular show. Be dazzled by locally acclaimed talents, enchanting costumes, magnificent sets and skilfully composed music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring an international team of stellar magic consultants like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jim Steinmeyer, credited with "defining illusions" for David Copperfield, along with John Thompson, the legendary guru of magic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, these masters will devise acts unique only to MAGICBOX. Directed by Loretta Chen, MAGICBOX with its many daring and never-before-seen magical illusions, promises to enchant, enthral and entertain from start to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dh4BBW8OTRs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dh4BBW8OTRs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For more details, visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magicbox.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.magicbox.com.sg/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't miss one of the most exciting shows in town.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm going for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-5557360067051005760?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5557360067051005760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5557360067051005760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5557360067051005760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5557360067051005760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/06/magicbox.html' title='MAGICBOX'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4004377332625560732</id><published>2008-06-02T10:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:18:36.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>A Tough Question..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw this question posted on the tagboard early this morning: "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there're some questions i wan to ask. if jesus is really god. and if he's a good one. why are there suffering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jesus is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because I have seen how He has changed me from inside out since the day that I received Him into my heart. I have also seen how He has changed the lives of those around me - be it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;youths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;adults&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;elderly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Jesus as my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fixed reference point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my life, I found myself able to make &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;good choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - that bless both myself and the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, my premise is that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus is God, and He is full of truth and grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Obviously, my faith is that this premise is true. Everything works out from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to why there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in this world, I confess that I have no good answer to that. For me, according to my faith, I believe that God allows certain things to happen for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;His purposes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - that I may not necessary understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;personal choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as to what you choose to believe. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No on can force you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have made my choice 5 years ago. And till date, I really have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-4004377332625560732?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4004377332625560732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4004377332625560732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4004377332625560732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4004377332625560732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/06/tough-question.html' title='A Tough Question..'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-821856512786663979</id><published>2008-05-17T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:27:07.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Geylang Chinese Methodist Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5201318125183715218"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SC7LRu9gR5I/AAAAAAAABQU/B_59lmntj4A/s800/GCMC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This will be the church building that I'll be using for my wedding at the end of the year. It's right next to Aljunied MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's really by the grace of God that I manage to rent that building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-821856512786663979?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/821856512786663979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=821856512786663979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/821856512786663979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/821856512786663979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/05/geylang-chinese-methodist.html' title='Geylang Chinese Methodist Church'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/yingmushijiang/SC7LRu9gR5I/AAAAAAAABQU/B_59lmntj4A/s72-c/GCMC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4196964437183399684</id><published>2008-05-13T11:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:25:40.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>A Tribute to All the Mothers out there..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To all mothers out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY &amp; BLESSED MOTHERS' DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mothers' Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Coincidentally, the day before that, my school had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Parents-Teachers Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (PTM). I spoke to many parents and I could really see that all of them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love their children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; being a parent these days. The youths today are totally different from their parents' generation. YouTube, Wii, PSP, Xbox, MSN, DOTA are things that are unheard of to many parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the parents still do their best to love their children. And that involves &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disciplining&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's really not easy to be a good parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I watched this video in church on Mothers' Day, and thought it was really a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;funny way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of looking at how much our mothers love us (when they nag). I myself could identify with so many of the things mentioned in the song. :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thank God for my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-A8HWKUD14&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-A8HWKUD14&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/36680516-4196964437183399684?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4196964437183399684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4196964437183399684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4196964437183399684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4196964437183399684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/05/tribute-to-all-mothers-out-there.html' title='A Tribute to All the Mothers out there..'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7878346110037811979</id><published>2008-04-16T21:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:25:53.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>History of Harvard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.harvard.hr/harvard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.harvard.hr/harvard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few days ago, I came across this article about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;American history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I found this particular portion interesting and decided to share it here. It's about the history of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Harvard University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - a place where the brightest gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was first founded, Harvard enforced &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8 rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which included &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;high moral and academic standards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Before attending Harvard, the student must able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;write and speak Latin and Greek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The main goal of the student's life and studies is to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;know God and Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is eternal life. Since only the Lord gives wisdom, every one should ask Him for wisdom in secret prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every one must &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;read the scriptures&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;twice a day, and be ready to show his knowledge of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cursing is not allowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and the student is to keep God and the love of His truth in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A student must &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;attend all classes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and must not disturb by words or movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;No one is to leave the college &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;without his teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and no one may go to another town &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;without his parents or guardian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every student must be present in his teacher's room at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7 in the morning for reading of scripture and prayer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;At 5 in the evening, he must appear before his teacher to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;give account of his own private reading of the Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If any student &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;breaks any of the laws of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or the school, he may be punished at the monthly public meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7878346110037811979?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7878346110037811979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7878346110037811979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7878346110037811979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7878346110037811979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/04/history-of-harvard.html' title='History of Harvard'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2092589701715246240</id><published>2008-04-02T22:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:20:34.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumbling Words..'/><title type='text'>I really can't accept this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About half an hour ago, I happened to tune in to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chinese radio station, 93.3FM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I almost couldn't believe my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;on-air game show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whereby the caller is supposed to call into the radio station and make a guess as to what the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 secret digits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are. If he can guess correctly, he will walk away with some prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the context of this 4 secret digits went like this: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's this female 93.3FM deejay who wore many layers of clothes. How much time does she need to &lt;strong&gt;strip&lt;/strong&gt; to her &lt;strong&gt;sexy bikini&lt;/strong&gt; underneath? There were many other &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suggestive remarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made by other deejays as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cccoe.net/social/frustrated4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cccoe.net/social/frustrated4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I really can't accept this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;93.3FM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is one of the most popular radio station in Singapore (maybe it's the most). What kind of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are they trying to send to their listeners (especially the young ones)?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tremendous influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over our people - especially the younger ones. I really think that they have to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;more responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the kind of messages they are sending out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, the future for Singapore looks pretty &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bleak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-2092589701715246240?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2092589701715246240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=2092589701715246240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2092589701715246240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2092589701715246240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-really-cant-accept-this.html' title='I really can&apos;t accept this!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-8356619179844111723</id><published>2008-04-02T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:03:38.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Ordinary People doing Extraordinary Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today in school, we had our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sec 1 level meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with the parents. One thing that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;impressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; upon me was what our Year Head shared at the end of the briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that all teachers should believe that our students - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no matter how ordinary they seemed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;capable of doing extraordinary things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Just like what the video below shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUT1ADtIHQU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUT1ADtIHQU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you believe it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-8356619179844111723?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8356619179844111723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=8356619179844111723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8356619179844111723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8356619179844111723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/04/ordinary-people-doing-extraordinary.html' title='Ordinary People doing Extraordinary Things'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-970489129266053714</id><published>2008-03-21T11:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:16:45.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Heart&apos;s Prayer'/><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christians like me, this day is the day that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we remember our Lord Jesus for going to the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My heartful desires today is to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoy God's presence, rather than God's blessings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R-MvU3jR-II/AAAAAAAABOU/c4SejlJPu7E/s1600-h/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180036031962019970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R-MvU3jR-II/AAAAAAAABOU/c4SejlJPu7E/s320/cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I just came again to tell You, Lord,&lt;br /&gt;How happy I've been,&lt;br /&gt;Since we found each other's friendship&lt;br /&gt;And you took away my sin.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know much of how to pray,&lt;br /&gt;But I think about You everyday.&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;, this is &lt;strong&gt;Sze Kiang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking in today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was adapted from the following poem link: &lt;a href="http://www.strangecosmos.com/content/item/105351.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;http://www.strangecosmos.com/content/item/105351.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I found it through one of my spiritual nephews - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Samuel's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blog post. Tears swelled up in my eyes as I read the poem. Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Checking In&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A minister passing through his church&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Decided to pause by the altar&lt;br /&gt;and see who had come to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then the back door opened,&lt;br /&gt;a man came down the aisle,&lt;br /&gt;The minister frowned as he saw&lt;br /&gt;the man hadn't shaved in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His shirt was kinda shabby&lt;br /&gt;and his coat was worn and frayed,&lt;br /&gt;the man knelt, he bowed his head,&lt;br /&gt;Then rose and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days that followed,&lt;br /&gt;each noon time came this chap,&lt;br /&gt;each time he knelt just for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;A lunch pail in his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the minister's suspicions grew,&lt;br /&gt;with robbery a main fear,&lt;br /&gt;He decided to stop the man and ask him,&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man said, he worked down the road.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime was his prayer time,&lt;br /&gt;For finding strength and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I stay only moments, see,&lt;br /&gt;because the factory is so far away;&lt;br /&gt;as I kneel here talking to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda what I say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,&lt;br /&gt;BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM&lt;br /&gt;CHECKING IN TODAY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister feeling foolish,&lt;br /&gt;told Jim, that was fine.&lt;br /&gt;He told the man he was welcome&lt;br /&gt;To come and pray just anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;He hurried to the door.&lt;br /&gt;The minister knelt at the altar,&lt;br /&gt;he'd never done it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cold heart melted, warmed with love,&lt;br /&gt;and met with Jesus there.&lt;br /&gt;As the tears flowed, in his heart,&lt;br /&gt;he repeated old Jim's prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN,&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I&lt;br /&gt;THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past noon one day, the minister noticed&lt;br /&gt;that old Jim hadn't come.&lt;br /&gt;As more days passed without Jim,&lt;br /&gt;he began to worry some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the factory, he asked about him,&lt;br /&gt;learning he was ill.&lt;br /&gt;The hospital staff was worried,&lt;br /&gt;But he'd given them a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week that Jim was with them,&lt;br /&gt;Brought changes in the ward.&lt;br /&gt;His smiles, a joy contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Changed people, were his reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head nurse couldn't understand&lt;br /&gt;why Jim was so glad,&lt;br /&gt;when no flowers, calls or cards came,&lt;br /&gt;Not a visitor he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister stayed by his bed,&lt;br /&gt;He voiced the nurse's concern:&lt;br /&gt;No friends came to show they cared.&lt;br /&gt;He had nowhere to turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking surprised, old Jim spoke&lt;br /&gt;up and with a winsome smile;&lt;br /&gt;"the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,&lt;br /&gt;that in here all the while everyday at noon&lt;br /&gt;He's here, a dear friend of mine, you see,&lt;br /&gt;He sits right down, takes my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Leans over and says to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,&lt;br /&gt;AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,&lt;br /&gt;I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,&lt;br /&gt;AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS&lt;br /&gt;CHECKING IN TODAY."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/36680516-970489129266053714?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/970489129266053714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=970489129266053714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/970489129266053714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/970489129266053714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R-MvU3jR-II/AAAAAAAABOU/c4SejlJPu7E/s72-c/cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5565845227331606439</id><published>2008-03-11T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:14:16.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Montage 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week, the whole of the Sec 2 cohort in RI went for a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5-days 4-nights trip &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to Pahang, Malaysia. The name of this annual trip is known as &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaysia Montage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a trip whereby the students were exposed to several things that they would not be able to find in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing that struck me was that you don't always need to have &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;handphones, PCs, TVs, Internet, PSPs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, etc to feel &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Many of the locals that we saw during our trip don't have most of the above-mentioned stuff. But they are still as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;contented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, we Singaporeans (whether young or old) do need to slow down and simplify our lifestyles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the photos of the trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-95.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-95.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188091877525&amp;site=widget-95.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188091877525&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p1/144115188091877525/ms_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188091877525&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p2/144115188091877525/ms_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-5565845227331606439?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5565845227331606439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5565845227331606439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5565845227331606439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5565845227331606439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/malaysian-montage-2008.html' title='Malaysian Montage 2008'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2393264959443827971</id><published>2008-03-09T23:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:44:41.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Sze Kiang, PSLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, someone just shared something that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;inspired me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hope that this will also inspire you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pictopia.com/perl/get_image?provider_id=324&amp;amp;size=550x550_mb&amp;amp;ptp_photo_id=2034044"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://pictopia.com/perl/get_image?provider_id=324&amp;amp;size=550x550_mb&amp;amp;ptp_photo_id=2034044" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Often, we go through life pursuing degrees, qualifications, etc. For instance, it certainly will look good if you have this to your name: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sze Kiang, MBA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Master of Business Administration).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that all this is not important. It's just that perhaps we can go for something even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, something &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;long-lasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;erson that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hows &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ove and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ncouragement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be really glad to have that at the back of my name. I'm not there yet, but I'm definitely working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/36680516-2393264959443827971?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2393264959443827971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=2393264959443827971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2393264959443827971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2393264959443827971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/sze-kiang-psle.html' title='Sze Kiang, PSLE'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7533557870831490805</id><published>2008-03-07T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:59:19.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After such an eventful night the day before, my group woke up early for some team-building activties. We gathered at the multi-purpose hall at the Lanjut Resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gabriel Chan, with the help of the JC1 facilitators, conducted 2 activities. The first one was getting each cluster to come up with two structures (made of straws). One of them is a tower (to be as tall as possible) and the second one is a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBP_fJZSI/AAAAAAAABNU/mUihoWnd588/s800/IMG_3031.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBP_fJZSI/AAAAAAAABNU/mUihoWnd588/s800/IMG_3031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBOPfJZRI/AAAAAAAABNM/UPvZB3A3kgQ/s800/IMG_3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBOPfJZRI/AAAAAAAABNM/UPvZB3A3kgQ/s800/IMG_3037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBMPfJZQI/AAAAAAAABNE/BGpw9cvjWX8/s800/IMG_3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBMPfJZQI/AAAAAAAABNE/BGpw9cvjWX8/s800/IMG_3057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBJ_fJZPI/AAAAAAAABM8/lvcRo6vN7TI/s800/IMG_3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBJ_fJZPI/AAAAAAAABM8/lvcRo6vN7TI/s800/IMG_3060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBEffJZMI/AAAAAAAABMk/_tnlpFABTGc/s800/IMG_3064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBEffJZMI/AAAAAAAABMk/_tnlpFABTGc/s800/IMG_3064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBCvfJZLI/AAAAAAAABMc/egPkB4RXVVs/s800/IMG_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBCvfJZLI/AAAAAAAABMc/egPkB4RXVVs/s800/IMG_3063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second activity was similar to table soccer. Both sides are to try to move a giant ball to the other side. The guys really gave all they had as they compete with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBIffJZOI/AAAAAAAABM0/6yZxF2JCQs8/s800/IMG_3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBIffJZOI/AAAAAAAABM0/6yZxF2JCQs8/s800/IMG_3071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBGffJZNI/AAAAAAAABMs/BRmAc8XPXHY/s800/IMG_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9FBGffJZNI/AAAAAAAABMs/BRmAc8XPXHY/s800/IMG_3069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the above activities, we started making our way back to Singapore. It took us almost 5 hours in all. But it's really "Home Sweet Home"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-7533557870831490805?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7533557870831490805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7533557870831490805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7533557870831490805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7533557870831490805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/mm-2008-survivor-day-5.html' title='MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 5'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4717089614171682458</id><published>2008-03-07T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:28:54.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time passes really fast when we're having a great time. As I'm writing this blog post, we have just ended the 4th day of the Malaysian Montage 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the day by visiting the Water-craft museum. We saw many boats - either war-boats or fishing-boats that the Malays used to use in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9Ak_aBSnFI/AAAAAAAABLE/MBd7asRxbE0/s800/IMG_2901.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9Ak_aBSnFI/AAAAAAAABLE/MBd7asRxbE0/s800/IMG_2901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlB6BSnGI/AAAAAAAABLM/MLeBdlheWls/s800/IMG_2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlB6BSnGI/AAAAAAAABLM/MLeBdlheWls/s800/IMG_2913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second stop of the day was a place where Tun Abdul Razak used to reside. He was the 2nd Prime Minister of Malaysia and was a former student of Raffles Institution! We learnt about top-spinning and some other traditional games that the royalty used to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlEKBSnHI/AAAAAAAABLU/XA8hVVE9C_k/s800/IMG_2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlEKBSnHI/AAAAAAAABLU/XA8hVVE9C_k/s800/IMG_2920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlF6BSnII/AAAAAAAABLc/O187RgK77AI/s800/IMG_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlF6BSnII/AAAAAAAABLc/O187RgK77AI/s800/IMG_2921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, we were so glad to have the local Malays hosting us at their kampung. We were also able to experience a traditional Malay wedding (mock one of course) whereby one of our students, Jordaan Goh, was asked to act as the bridegroom. The bride was one of the local Malay girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlJqBSnJI/AAAAAAAABLk/dRyjTQvlC3w/s800/IMG_2968.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlJqBSnJI/AAAAAAAABLk/dRyjTQvlC3w/s800/IMG_2968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlMaBSnKI/AAAAAAAABLs/H0mjOaMbKuc/s800/IMG_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlMaBSnKI/AAAAAAAABLs/H0mjOaMbKuc/s800/IMG_2977.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we had our SuRvIvor Finale. Each cluster was to come up with a performance and present it to everyone. We had lots of fun laughing at one another's skit. In the end, Cluster 7 won the Best Cheer award, whereas Cluster 8 (my cluster!) won the Best Performance award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlOaBSnLI/AAAAAAAABL0/fcKYCnsRAmE/s800/IMG_2999.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlOaBSnLI/AAAAAAAABL0/fcKYCnsRAmE/s800/IMG_2999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlP6BSnMI/AAAAAAAABL8/afJCfXNHPWA/s800/IMG_3024.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R9AlP6BSnMI/AAAAAAAABL8/afJCfXNHPWA/s800/IMG_3024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-4717089614171682458?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4717089614171682458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4717089614171682458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4717089614171682458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4717089614171682458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/mm-2008-survivor-day-4.html' title='MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 4'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-9187383825772429166</id><published>2008-03-06T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:24:12.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our first stop of the day was the Deerland. It was like a zoo whereby there were many interesting animals like flying squirrels, deers, bears, hedgehogs, etc. Some of the students had really close encounters with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CKqBSm8I/AAAAAAAABJI/sV2KMSc7oCI/s800/IMG_2835.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CKqBSm8I/AAAAAAAABJI/sV2KMSc7oCI/s800/IMG_2835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CNqBSm9I/AAAAAAAABJQ/cazmCUJYGgA/s800/IMG_2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CNqBSm9I/AAAAAAAABJQ/cazmCUJYGgA/s800/IMG_2840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CQqBSm-I/AAAAAAAABJY/_fWEC13PCkc/s800/IMG_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CQqBSm-I/AAAAAAAABJY/_fWEC13PCkc/s800/IMG_2855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the Deerland itself, there was also a flying fox. Each cluster sent out two student representatives to compete. The winner would be the one who went through the flying fox in the most dramatic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CUaBSm_I/AAAAAAAABJg/XhP_5qn5Efc/s800/IMG_2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CUaBSm_I/AAAAAAAABJg/XhP_5qn5Efc/s800/IMG_2860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CZaBSnAI/AAAAAAAABJo/vZl1B7BCGo0/s800/IMG_2869.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CZaBSnAI/AAAAAAAABJo/vZl1B7BCGo0/s800/IMG_2869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on to the Elephant Sanctuary and learnt about the conservation of elephants. Many students had the opportunity to ride on the elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CfKBSnCI/AAAAAAAABJ4/0G-Wd6jmKew/s800/IMG_2882.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CfKBSnCI/AAAAAAAABJ4/0G-Wd6jmKew/s800/IMG_2882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, for the last activity of the day, the students were asked to help clean up the Elephant Sanctuary, interview the staff over there, paint the fences, etc. This constituted part of their CIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87ChaBSnDI/AAAAAAAABKE/Ndvy7QUgUv4/s800/IMG_2890.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87ChaBSnDI/AAAAAAAABKE/Ndvy7QUgUv4/s800/IMG_2890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CjqBSnEI/AAAAAAAABKM/IkRUyz1C708/s800/IMG_2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R87CjqBSnEI/AAAAAAAABKM/IkRUyz1C708/s800/IMG_2892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, we made our way to Lanjut Resorts. It took us almost 5 hours of travelling in the coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-9187383825772429166?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9187383825772429166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=9187383825772429166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9187383825772429166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9187383825772429166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/mm-2008-survivor-day-3.html' title='MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 3'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-8692447003986649524</id><published>2008-03-05T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:35:50.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day started with a sumptuous buffet breakfast. All of us were treated with free-flow fried mee, toast bread, eggs, coffee, tea, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R810w3tRilI/AAAAAAAABGo/8oWutoibvwo/s800/IMG_2724.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R810w3tRilI/AAAAAAAABGo/8oWutoibvwo/s800/IMG_2724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All of the students and teachers were split into two groups today. Each group will do a different set of activities and on the following day, the activities will be swapped. I was together with Group B throughout the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our first stop was the Batik Factory. The lady in-charge gave us a brief 10-min introduction on what batik painting is all about. Subsequently, the students began to make their own batik-designed handkerchiefs. Just look at how creative each and every single student can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R810yXtRimI/AAAAAAAABGw/kBDfFQzHfOw/s800/IMG_2729.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R810yXtRimI/AAAAAAAABGw/kBDfFQzHfOw/s800/IMG_2729.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R8101ntRioI/AAAAAAAABHA/Uy1CPmc8_nQ/s800/IMG_2733.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R8101ntRioI/AAAAAAAABHA/Uy1CPmc8_nQ/s800/IMG_2733.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R81033tRipI/AAAAAAAABHI/7vh80BHbHH4/s800/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R81033tRipI/AAAAAAAABHI/7vh80BHbHH4/s800/IMG_2748.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the afternoon, we went on to the turtle sanctuary at Pahang. We learnt about how the people over there help prevent certain species of turtles from becoming extinct. It was a rather interesting process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R810vXtRikI/AAAAAAAABGg/T5vyOpV00JA/s800/IMG_2757.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R810vXtRikI/AAAAAAAABGg/T5vyOpV00JA/s800/IMG_2757.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R81073tRisI/AAAAAAAABHg/6GbqhPwPkH0/s800/IMG_2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R81073tRisI/AAAAAAAABHg/6GbqhPwPkH0/s800/IMG_2770.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The agriculture park was our next stop. We found many interesting fruit trees like cross-breed durian trees (between Thai and Malaysian durians). We took a tour on the tractor and went around the park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R811CXtRiwI/AAAAAAAABIA/XMf-Itz9aPw/s800/IMG_2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R811CXtRiwI/AAAAAAAABIA/XMf-Itz9aPw/s800/IMG_2802.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R811EHtRixI/AAAAAAAABII/5Fv2FtlrLfA/s800/IMG_2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R811EHtRixI/AAAAAAAABII/5Fv2FtlrLfA/s800/IMG_2809.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At night, we had a buffet dinner back at the hotel, which most of the boys really enjoyed after a rather eventful and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-8692447003986649524?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8692447003986649524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=8692447003986649524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8692447003986649524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8692447003986649524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/mm-2008-survivor-day-2.html' title='MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 2'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4451003597202046764</id><published>2008-03-03T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:33:09.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We started our day with great excitement and anticipation. We left Raffles Institution early in the morning and crossed over to Malaysia via the Tuas Checkpoint. We stopped briefly at Yong Peng (a rest-point) and had some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, we visited the Dara tea plantation at Pahang. We were introduced to lowland tea-plants. And we also saw a live demonstration of the harvester machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5173531905620556594"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R8wT24ypuzI/AAAAAAAABEo/EADbaB6vddk/s800/IMG_2653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5173531927095393090"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R8wT4Iypu0I/AAAAAAAABEw/paGA138PAgg/s800/IMG_2658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we went on to Pandan Waterfalls. Many of the students have never seen a real waterfall before. It was indeed a great sight for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5173531957160164178"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R8wT54ypu1I/AAAAAAAABE4/-xlhi8c017w/s800/IMG_2663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5173532025879640946"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R8wT94ypu3I/AAAAAAAABFI/y4my0x1DVdA/s800/IMG_2679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, we ended off the day with a simple BBQ dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5173532051649444738"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R8wT_Yypu4I/AAAAAAAABFQ/QI0MyhLsxl0/s800/IMG_2718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4451003597202046764?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4451003597202046764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4451003597202046764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4451003597202046764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4451003597202046764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/03/mm-2008-survivor-day-1.html' title='MM 2008 - SuRvIvor Day 1'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2364251348872226295</id><published>2008-02-26T22:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:50:35.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>7-Up and 100 Plus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mytasteofasia.com/imagemagic.php?img=images/100Plus.jpg&amp;amp;w=105&amp;amp;h=100&amp;amp;page="&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.mytasteofasia.com/imagemagic.php?img=images/100Plus.jpg&amp;amp;w=105&amp;amp;h=100&amp;amp;page=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/21JC2QF6YPL._AA160_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/21JC2QF6YPL._AA160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, someone shared with me that he particularly likes two kinds of drinks: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;100 plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is very simple. Both drinks symbolizes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;positiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;100 plus = 100+ = 100 positive. 7-up means everything is good, and always pointing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there's this nature in most of us - myself included - that sometimes just like to criticize and tend to look at the faults of others. We are like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100 minus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7-down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember this: in every relationship, either with friends or family, you always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;onnect with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ccept others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;urture others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-2364251348872226295?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2364251348872226295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=2364251348872226295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2364251348872226295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2364251348872226295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/02/7-up-and-100-plus.html' title='7-Up and 100 Plus'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1639765737494454789</id><published>2008-02-20T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:25:31.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>An Extraordinary Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Thursday was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;unforgettable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't go somewhere &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;super-romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;super-posh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, in case you're wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I spent my Valentine's Day with my church family - the YCYPAO Cluster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5168973219130192418"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 680px" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R7vhwaPDMiI/AAAAAAAABDw/tIqXTMDQmCk/s800/YCYPAO%20Choir%20Duty%2014-02-2008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;choir rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at TCT at Bukit Merah. We spent that evening &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;giving praise to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, celebrating Valentine's Day with Him and the church family. What an experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I really thank God for my spiritual family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-1639765737494454789?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1639765737494454789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1639765737494454789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1639765737494454789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1639765737494454789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/02/extraordinary-valentines-day.html' title='An Extraordinary Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-8878817136030694313</id><published>2008-01-30T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:16:46.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Pulau Semakau... Where's that?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, together with some of my colleagues went on a Learning Journey to an island called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pulau Semakau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never heard of this place before, except that it's some kind of landfill. I envisioned it to be a place filled with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rubbish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Smelly place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, of course, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R6CGcVeZNiI/AAAAAAAABB8/0jrwk982N-o/s1600-h/Pulau+Semakau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161272994325673506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R6CGcVeZNiI/AAAAAAAABB8/0jrwk982N-o/s320/Pulau+Semakau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Google Map of the Pulau Semakau...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But to my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pleasant surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it was nothing like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161275124629452338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R6CIYVeZNjI/AAAAAAAABCE/ogMw1MTx1yA/s320/IMG_2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pulau Semakau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is actually quite a nice place. Really. Look at my smiling face. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, let me try to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;summarize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Singapore's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;solid waste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (or rubbish) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Every day, waste collection companies will first collect waste from various places. Then these trash will be sorted into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;incinerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;non-incinerable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Those that are incinerable will be sent to the 4 incinerator plants in Singapore. They will be burnt and reduced to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of these ashes, together with the non-incinerable trash will be ferried to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pulau Semakau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They will be used as landfill around a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;marked-out boundary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which will form some kind of reclaimed land. Eventually by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2040&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (estimated), all of the empty spaces will be completely filled and Pulau Semakau will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be useful for landfill. And we will need to find other ways to dispose of our trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to prolong the lifespan of Pulau Semakau. Every one has to learn to practise the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 Rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Exercise personal responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;educe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e-use!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ecycle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the island is also used for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;recreational activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - like stars-gazing, sport fishing and inter-tidal walks (to see the sea animals like starfishes, etc). One couple even took their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wedding photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today had really being an enriching day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-e3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-e3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2377900603254643683&amp;site=widget-e3.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=2377900603254643683&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/p1/2377900603254643683/ms_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=2377900603254643683&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/p2/2377900603254643683/ms_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-8878817136030694313?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8878817136030694313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=8878817136030694313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8878817136030694313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8878817136030694313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/pulau-semakau-wheres-that.html' title='Pulau Semakau... Where&apos;s that?!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R6CGcVeZNiI/AAAAAAAABB8/0jrwk982N-o/s72-c/Pulau+Semakau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-488874547250413774</id><published>2008-01-27T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:46:12.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Heart&apos;s Prayer'/><title type='text'>That's life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a day ago, I received news that one of my secondary school classmates, Eugene (not his real name) suffered a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;relapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He was found to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cancer of the blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a few years. Thankfully, he was able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;overcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the illness at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it happens that Eugene had a very good friend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (not his real name again). I was in the same class as the two of them when I was Sec. 3 and Sec. 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason had passed away about 4 years ago. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cancer of the blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.negotiationlawblog.com/why.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.negotiationlawblog.com/why.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really asked God "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". Eugene and Jason are both of the same age as me. Good academic results. Good people. Good characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I went for service today. When I read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Psalm 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, together with the rest of the church, it gave me great &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Though I still don't have an answer as to why things had to happen to Eugene and Jason, I believed that I will eventually see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;goodness of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in this fallen world, and not just tragedies. I just need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13 I am still confident of this:&lt;br /&gt;I will see the goodness of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Wait for the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;be strong and take heart&lt;br /&gt;and wait for the LORD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life can be unpredictable. Are you cherishing every moment of your life as if it's the last?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's something &lt;strong&gt;practical&lt;/strong&gt; you can do for Eugene. If you're between &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 - 50 years old&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and are reasonably &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;healthy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, do go down and &lt;strong&gt;register&lt;/strong&gt; yourself as a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bone Marrow donor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You just need to give a small amount of blood to be checked and fill up a simple form. Find out more at this website:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bmdp.org/index.php?id=2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Bone Marrow Donor Programme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You can save lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-488874547250413774?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/488874547250413774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=488874547250413774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/488874547250413774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/488874547250413774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/thats-life.html' title='That&apos;s life...'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4681876585755782996</id><published>2008-01-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:11:15.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>'B' Div Basketball SZ Match 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RI played against Pei Cai Secondary today at CCAB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start, we closed down their players with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tough defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We did &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full-court press&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4 quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They could not find their rhythm throughout the whole game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Scoreline: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RI 65, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Peicai 36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the win! We're up against &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Henderson Sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; next. If we win that game, we will be through to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;South-Zone 2nd round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, lads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-4681876585755782996?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4681876585755782996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4681876585755782996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4681876585755782996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4681876585755782996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/b-div-basketball-sz-match-2.html' title='&apos;B&apos; Div Basketball SZ Match 2'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5421129327744879520</id><published>2008-01-24T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:00:26.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Do You THINK Before You Talk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mysite.verizon.net/kevinkervick/shout.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://mysite.verizon.net/kevinkervick/shout.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing to control is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Most of us tend to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;talk without thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. At least, that's true for me personally. I tend to talk too much and at the wrong time sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared this with my form class a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Before You Talk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;elpful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nspiring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ecessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hence, do try to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt; before you shoot your mouth off next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-5421129327744879520?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5421129327744879520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5421129327744879520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5421129327744879520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5421129327744879520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-think-before-you-talk.html' title='Do You THINK Before You Talk?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4394575671002023977</id><published>2008-01-21T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:39:58.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>'B' Div Basketball SZ Match 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Friday, RI played against Guangyang Sec in the first 'B' Division South-Zone Basketball match at CCAB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at the start, it was quite clear that we're the better team. Our guys are so much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than theirs. However, at the start, we seemed to be nervous and pretty soon, we were down 9-8. After a timeout call by the coach, we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;reorganised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;stormed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back into the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we won by a scoreline of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;69-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Good win. Two or three of our main guys were not in 100% condition that day due to sickness. Yet, we could play up the intensity of the game. The tempo was high and everybody worked hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Friday, we're up against Peicai Sec. Their guys are tall and lanky. It's not going to be any easy game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go Raffles Go!! DTFW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4394575671002023977?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4394575671002023977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4394575671002023977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4394575671002023977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4394575671002023977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/b-div-basketball-sz-match-1.html' title='&apos;B&apos; Div Basketball SZ Match 1'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5776246242553899602</id><published>2008-01-15T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:15:52.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Lasair: flame on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHBNBEhjIjA&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHBNBEhjIjA&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About two weeks ago, RI had its annual &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sec 1 Orientation Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the camp was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lasair: flame on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys been boys, a camp will bring them closer together than any other activity. Thanks to Sec 1 Year Head, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mrs. Maas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Peer Support Leaders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (PSLs), this orientation camp was really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The Sec 1 boys really got to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with one another, first as a class, then as a batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that the Sec 1s will enjoy their time in RI, and that their passion for learning will always be there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Auspicium Melioris Aevi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-7b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-7b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188090664827&amp;site=widget-7b.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090664827&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p1/144115188090664827/ms_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090664827&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p2/144115188090664827/ms_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-5776246242553899602?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5776246242553899602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5776246242553899602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5776246242553899602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5776246242553899602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/lasair-flame-on.html' title='Lasair: flame on!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6283703795883117142</id><published>2008-01-13T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:16:46.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>It's been 7 years since I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Thursday night, I received a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shock sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You have a new NS Call Up. Please check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ns.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.ns.sg/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to find out more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had finish my National Service on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;22nd May 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. From then until now, I had been placed in a holding list and hadn't been call up for reservist. Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction to this sms was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uncertainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I had became a specialist (3rd sergeant) at the end of 2000. I became a BMTC (Basic Military Training Centre) Instructor after that. Hence, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's been 7 years since I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; '&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chiong sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' (means fighting in the jungle) with Standard Battle Order (SBO).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R4nz-ah9ZVI/AAAAAAAABAM/pchr1ZXB8A8/s1600-h/SBO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154919502101439826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R4nz-ah9ZVI/AAAAAAAABAM/pchr1ZXB8A8/s400/SBO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SBO looks really familiar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went on to check the website. And things kind of got worse. I'm asked to go for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Annual ICT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (In-Camp Training) for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (!?) in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next reaction was predictably "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;why me?!?! 3 weeks?! So long&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grumbling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for some time. Until my girlfriend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pointed out to me that there are several things to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally then calm down and became more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rational&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I thought about what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said, and it really make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. I thank God for my ICT because it gives me an &lt;strong&gt;opportunity to lose weight&lt;/strong&gt;! Isn't that one of my new year resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;2. I thank God that SAF informed me &lt;strong&gt;6 months in advance&lt;/strong&gt; and hence, I can make adequate preparations, especially in school.&lt;br /&gt;3. I thank God that the ICT timing &lt;strong&gt;doesn't clash&lt;/strong&gt; with my Marriage Preparation Course (MPC) Classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometimes, seemingly negative situations just need a change in perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to army! Preparation phase (now): Get back into fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6283703795883117142?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6283703795883117142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6283703795883117142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6283703795883117142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6283703795883117142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-been-7-years-since-i.html' title='It&apos;s been 7 years since I...'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R4nz-ah9ZVI/AAAAAAAABAM/pchr1ZXB8A8/s72-c/SBO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-304837032530280452</id><published>2008-01-09T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:16:46.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Are Your New Year Resolutions S.M.A.R.T.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the key reasons why people fail to achieve their new year resolutions is because their resolutions are not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get offended. I don't mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as in clever or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMART means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;pecific&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;easurable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;chievable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ealistic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ime-framed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need our goals to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tangible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and not vague. Let me try setting some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SMART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; new year resolutions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R4SfcKh9ZRI/AAAAAAAAA_I/wcWphduwWIg/s1600-h/No%2520Burger.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153419179830633746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R4SfcKh9ZRI/AAAAAAAAA_I/wcWphduwWIg/s200/No%2520Burger.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. I want to lose weight and hit below 70 kg by the end of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;At present state, I'm about 78 kg. This means that I have to cut down on fried food and fast food. I must exercise regularly. My aim is that I will go to the gym 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daveyandgoliath.org/images/hansens_dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.daveyandgoliath.org/images/hansens_dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. I want to go home for dinner 3 times a week (twice on weekday nights, and once on weekend nights).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to spend more time with my family. Family ties are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/73/93/23499373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/73/93/23499373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. I want to finish at least 4 Christian books by the end of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, I want to enrich myself. When I read books, I really can tap into the wisdom of people who are far wiser than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-304837032530280452?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/304837032530280452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=304837032530280452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/304837032530280452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/304837032530280452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-your-new-year-resolutions-smart.html' title='Are Your New Year Resolutions S.M.A.R.T.?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R4SfcKh9ZRI/AAAAAAAAA_I/wcWphduwWIg/s72-c/No%2520Burger.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7591529376069616434</id><published>2008-01-01T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T13:09:17.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>We're in 2008!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish everyone a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy &amp;amp; Blessed New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! May this new year be filled with more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/AWarriorSJourney/photo?authkey=DoZMMKVb0ug#5150339997517046978"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R3mu8Kh9ZMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/GIQTNOxkMNw/s800/WaiMun%20Tribe%20Banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, Wai Mun Tribe had a very special &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; event whereby we came together as a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spiritual family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and thank God for 2007. It was a time of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the Lord. We played games like &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winning 11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (thanks to Kenneth &amp;amp; Tzer Wern, my cell group won!), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After games, we had a good time eating KFC, thanks to Elkan's cell who bought the food. Then we went to time of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by individual cell groups. I realized that all of the cell groups gave thanks for the closer relationships between one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing matters more than relationships with one another. I thank God that I'm closer to my spiritual family than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, at night, we all went to Expo for our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FCBC Countdown Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! It was really a night of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. All the clappers, lightsabers, balloons and plastic balls. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most significantly, as a church, we entered the year 2008 together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm just so excited about 2008!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align = 'center'&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-d0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-d0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188090543056&amp;site=widget-d0.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090543056&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d0.slide.com/p1/144115188090543056/ms_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090543056&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d0.slide.com/p2/144115188090543056/ms_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7591529376069616434?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7591529376069616434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7591529376069616434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7591529376069616434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7591529376069616434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2008/01/were-in-2008.html' title='We&apos;re in 2008!!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-3164338147516516843</id><published>2007-12-29T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T19:36:46.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Kevin's BIG Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5149353293205300402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R3Ytiah9ZLI/AAAAAAAAA-I/bCFtbKn81NE/s400/IMG_2219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night, I finally was able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baptize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at TCT. He has been in my cell group for almost 2 years. I have seen him grow not just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;physically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (yes, he's taller than me now), but also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;spiritually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I really thank God for his faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baptism testimony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Before I receive Christ into my life, I was a very quiet person. I did not like to talk to people and hence, I did not have many friends in school. The only people that I talked to were my own family, especially my sister and my mother. I could talk to them about anything. However, this did not last because when I was about 10 years old, my parents decided to have a divorce. My sister and I disliked our father and even called him names. And because of the divorce, I was very upset and started eating non-stop. I wanted to forget all the bad things through eating a lot. I grew fat rather quickly at that point in time. Then my mum’s friend began to bring me to her Catholic church. However I did not have a relationship with God, and I was still very much bothered by my parents’ divorce. No one seems to be able to understand what I was going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, when I was about 11 years old, another of my mother’s friend brought my mother and I to FCBC. My mother went for the adult service, whereas I went to the Sunday school. I did not really know why but I decided to accept Jesus into my life when the pastor gave the altar call. Perhaps it was because deep down inside, I wanted God to help me take away the pain and hurts in my life. Coincidentally, my mother also received Christ on the same day. Thank God for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After receiving Christ, I began to realize the importance of living a true Christian life. I wanted to change my way of living and looking at things. However, I failed to do it initially. I went back to old ways and didn’t want to talk to anyone and kept over-eating. My cell leader, Nicodemus, told me many times about the things I need to change, however, I refused to listen and shut him out. Finally, towards the end of secondary one, there was once when I felt the Holy Spirit convict my heart to change after Nicodemus talked to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, by the grace of God, I stopped my over-eating habits and I started to view life more positively. I also managed to break out of my old self and was able to interact more with others, especially my own cell brothers. I am faithful in attending church and cell activities weekly. In school, my results have improved significantly. However, I recognize that I still have to work on the way I treat my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with my mother and sister improved as well. I learned to care and love them better. For instance, I do the housework regularly. I am still in the process of learning how to forgive my dad. The good thing is that I definitely do not dislike him now as much as before. Thank God for all these breakthroughs in my life. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-08.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-08.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188090515208&amp;site=widget-08.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090515208&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-08.slide.com/p1/144115188090515208/ms_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090515208&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-08.slide.com/p2/144115188090515208/ms_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3164338147516516843?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3164338147516516843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3164338147516516843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3164338147516516843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3164338147516516843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/12/kevins-big-day.html' title='Kevin&apos;s BIG Day!!!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-979183896708766018</id><published>2007-12-26T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:55:20.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Youth Christmas Party 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R3IPGqh9ZKI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ElCele8413c/s800/Mass%20Photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R3IPGqh9ZKI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ElCele8413c/s800/Mass%20Photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the afternoon of Christmas Eve, my cell group and a few other cell groups came together to organise a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;simple party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to celebrate Christmas. Thankfully, many of the youths rose to the occassion and helped make this party possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Special thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Jarrell&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Joanne&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Yixin&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Melvin&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Yingxin&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Taishan&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Claudia&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Joel&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program was rather simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Games&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Caroling&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Skit&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Testimonies&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sharing&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Message&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sharing&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Group Discussion&lt;/strong&gt; and finally &lt;strong&gt;Birthday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Celebration&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Gift Exchange&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the party was not run as smoothly as I would have wished for, I am still very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for it. This is because I know that everyone has given their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, given the tight time constraints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;More importantly, during the party itself, I could feel &lt;strong&gt;God's presence &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;delight&lt;/strong&gt;. And I'm quite sure others who were there felt the same too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align = 'center' style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-c8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-c8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188090483144&amp;site=widget-c8.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090483144&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/p1/144115188090483144/ms_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188090483144&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/p2/144115188090483144/ms_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-979183896708766018?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/979183896708766018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=979183896708766018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/979183896708766018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/979183896708766018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/12/youth-christmas-party-2007.html' title='Youth Christmas Party 2007'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1825813899391442959</id><published>2007-12-22T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:22:32.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Do You Have Enough Rest?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R20opqh9ZJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/WvqeA8AsVsI/Eco-Car.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R20opqh9ZJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/WvqeA8AsVsI/Eco-Car.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I just came back from a church camp. I managed to catch a cab home. But this cab was no ordinary cab. It was a new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eco-Cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the church camp, Pastor Yeang Cherng actually talked about this new Eco-Cab. The thing about the Eco-Cab is this: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it runs on gas, not diesel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gas costs half of what diesel costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch is this, you can only refuel the Eco-Cab in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jurong Island &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(which is all the way in the west). When the gas runs dry and you cannot refuel in time, the Eco-Cab will need to run on its batteries. And it's very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of analogous to life. For instance, when we work normally, we're using the gas in us. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When we rest sufficiently, we can replenish our energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when we work very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and begin to work so hard that we have not time to rest, we will end up using our batteries. If our batteries are used extensively, it will cost us dearly to replenish our energy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This 'cost' may come in the form of &lt;strong&gt;burn-outs&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;sicknesses&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;losing relationships with our loved ones&lt;/strong&gt;, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hebrews 4:11 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, so that no one will fall by following their example of disobedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Year 2008 = Year of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sabbath &lt;/span&gt;in FCBC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&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/36680516-1825813899391442959?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1825813899391442959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1825813899391442959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1825813899391442959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1825813899391442959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/12/do-you-have-enough-rest.html' title='Do You Have Enough Rest?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7731994772281333061</id><published>2007-12-19T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:21:31.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, someone from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FM 98.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called to interview me about the volunteering work that I do with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOUCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. One question in particular:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What does &lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; mean to you &lt;strong&gt;personally&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that as a Christian, Christmas is a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;day whereby we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;celebrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;birth of Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's really a time of thanksgiving to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is also a season of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is always more &lt;strong&gt;blessed&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;give&lt;/strong&gt; than to receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. This year, I decided that I want to do something different. I want to celebrate Christmas with my family. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wanted to bless each of them with gifts and remind them the meaning of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, today, I went shopping with one of my spiritual sons, Kevin at Junction 8. I haven't shopped like that for so many years. I was so exhausted at the end of the shopping spree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5145652719318295682"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2kH4qh9ZII/AAAAAAAAA8Q/nFkj2ZGCwVg/s400/IMG_1954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's good to wish each other "&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;". But we &lt;strong&gt;must not&lt;/strong&gt; just have "Merry" without the word "Christmas" accompanying it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7731994772281333061?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7731994772281333061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7731994772281333061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7731994772281333061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7731994772281333061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2866112702902569044</id><published>2007-12-17T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T15:49:56.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>Will You Marry Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many people like to get married in the month of Dec. It's no surprise because it's the holidays (convenient for teachers) and there's the festive mood present. I attended &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 weddings&lt;/span&gt; this Dec, 1 in particular is my sister's. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I'm so happy for her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5144823395493176402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2YVnqh9ZFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Nh_KRkroZo4/s400/IMG_1839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pastor Adrian &amp;amp; Aunna's Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5144823416968012898"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2YVo6h9ZGI/AAAAAAAAA7o/E2HoDDS3vhU/s400/IMG_1843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zheng Qiang (my primary school friend) &amp;amp; Serena's Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5144823442737816690"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2YVqah9ZHI/AAAAAAAAA7w/SGHM2ZcTPWI/s400/IMG_1942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jianhao &amp;amp; My Sister's Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, someone once told me that too many couples put all their energy into making their wedding day a great success, and they forgot to prepare well for their marriage. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wedding day is just for a &lt;strong&gt;day&lt;/strong&gt;, but marriage is for a &lt;strong&gt;lifetime&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding vows are extremely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;meaningful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a marriage. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's like a &lt;strong&gt;covenant&lt;/strong&gt; that a couple made before God, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;promising&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cherish&lt;/strong&gt; each other, in &lt;strong&gt;riches&lt;/strong&gt; or in &lt;strong&gt;poverty&lt;/strong&gt;, in &lt;strong&gt;sickness&lt;/strong&gt; or in &lt;strong&gt;health&lt;/strong&gt;, till &lt;strong&gt;death&lt;/strong&gt; do them part.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" is what that will keep a marriage together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to bless all the newly wed couples with these 4 words - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;死守婚约&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;More photos on my sister's wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-4b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-4b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; 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and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;stable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; childhood. I was surrounded by my parents, grandparents, elder brother and elder sister. I was the youngest and hence, naturally, I was pretty much &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pampered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by everyone in the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew that my parents love me. It's just that the way they love me might not be exactly the way that I wanted (when I was very young).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My grandparents really love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My grandma would always leave the best food for me (even now too). My grandpa would always bring me out to play, especially at places like Chinatown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To provide a better life for my family, my father actually worked overseas for many years. Every year, he would come back home about 6 times, each time staying a few days. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As a result, I was not able to spend much time with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mum has all along been a full-time housewife. She takes really good care of the house and she was the one who disciplined me whenever I misbehaved. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know that she love me because she really cares for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; There's a particular incident that I would never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2Oa3ah9ZEI/AAAAAAAAA6o/-H-1rGCYBz0/59394aee2672eb36_m.jpg?imgmax=400"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2Oa3ah9ZEI/AAAAAAAAA6o/-H-1rGCYBz0/59394aee2672eb36_m.jpg?imgmax=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was this time that we went McDonald's. I think I was about 6 years old or so. I accidentally spilled my coke. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was so upset and I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was also afraid my mum would scold me for being clumsy. But she didn't. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She comforted me and helped me clear up the mess and even got a new cup of coke for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was really surprised and I just knew that she love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Probably because we are more of the traditional Chinese family,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; my parents seldom spoke words of encouragement and praise to me when I was young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;No matter how well I did for my exams, my parents would only say that it was expected of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, as I grow up, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I realised that I crave for people's approval often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sometimes, when I don't watch it, even now, I sometimes also care too much for everybody's approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; trying to complain about my parents. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I truly believe that they love me in ways that they themselves experienced when they were young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm really thankful for them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's just that they didn't know the importance of affirmation that teenagers and children need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that I know. I really want to use words to affirm, encourage and praise others - especially my students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/36680516-3297436584603313071?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3297436584603313071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3297436584603313071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3297436584603313071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3297436584603313071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-life-as-beloved-son.html' title='My Life as a Beloved Son'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-3856055110927113723</id><published>2007-12-14T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:28:34.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Running the Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2Je9Kh9ZCI/AAAAAAAAA5s/KbycVUstVxw/Singapore%20Marathon%202007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R2Je9Kh9ZCI/AAAAAAAAA5s/KbycVUstVxw/Singapore%20Marathon%202007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Around 2 weeks ago, I took part in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Standard Chartered Marathon 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I went for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;21 km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I completed the race in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2 hr 59 min 55 sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;87%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the participants completed the race before me. But I'm really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, right at the start of the event, I was feeling a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I haven't been training much for the race because of sickness. 21 km. I'm pretty sure it's going to be tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran the race with my cell group brothers, and my cell leader. Everyone followed my pace because I was the slowest runner. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone gave me support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the start, the race was pretty okay for me. I kept a slow but steady pace. However, I was only able to sustain it to the 16 km mark. Then, I suddenly have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on both of my thighs. I could only limp. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I told myself, either I will run, walk or crawl. I must finish the race. I won't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing was that when I told my cell brothers and cell leader to go on without me so that I can walk slowly, they insisted on waiting for me. I was really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them. In the end, I could limp a bit, run a bit and the cycle repeats itself all the way until I finish the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/1061149621_e5ca6c17fe_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes. I &lt;strong&gt;pressed on&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;completed&lt;/strong&gt; the grueling 21 km race. But not just that, I completed the race &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt; with my &lt;strong&gt;spiritual family&lt;/strong&gt;. It was &lt;strong&gt;not so lonely&lt;/strong&gt; when we ran together after all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3856055110927113723?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3856055110927113723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3856055110927113723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3856055110927113723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3856055110927113723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/12/running-race.html' title='Running the Race'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-8292974018781849017</id><published>2007-11-30T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:35:23.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song of my heart'/><title type='text'>You Love Me Just Because You Love Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard this song recently, and I can seem to get it off my head. It's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;beautiful song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and it sings about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A short and simple song that truly expresses &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deep feelings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You Love Me Just Because You Love Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You love me just because You love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You love me for eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All the time we have toge - ther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O Lord is just not e - nough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My first love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My heart’s de - sire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My life of wor - ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is on - ly You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-8292974018781849017?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8292974018781849017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=8292974018781849017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8292974018781849017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8292974018781849017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-love-me-just-because-you-love-me.html' title='You Love Me Just Because You Love Me'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2981415755281182354</id><published>2007-11-27T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:46:21.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Combined-Cell Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5137337806275901218"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 650px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0t9hBpCdyI/AAAAAAAAA4s/-TM8eIQb548/s800/Edited%20IMG_1828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over the last weekend, I had a combined cell group chalet at Aloha Changi. Besides the youths in our church, we also had quite a number of friends that came down for our BBQ and stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good time of bonding. We played world-domination games like RISK, and others like Taboo and Bang (great card game).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also celebrated Dun Lin's, Gavin's, Dennis', Kenneth Chong's and Jarrell's birthdays. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/36680516-2981415755281182354?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2981415755281182354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=2981415755281182354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2981415755281182354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2981415755281182354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/11/combined-cell-chalet.html' title='Combined-Cell Chalet'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7765526443139273431</id><published>2007-11-26T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:16:46.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Amazing Life!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R0qCaBpCdxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VzDl4Q1Xp44/s1600-h/thumb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137061708598245138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R0qCaBpCdxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VzDl4Q1Xp44/s400/thumb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXTRAORDINARY&lt;/span&gt; is what others see in Nick Vujicic. Born limbless, Nick faces far greater life struggles than most. Yet, today, he has blessed over &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1,000,000 hearts&lt;/span&gt; worldwide with his remarkable life story. Come and be inspired by this 25-year-old Australian-born motivational speaker who has been a tremendous source of hope and strength to others.&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.fcbc.org.sg/service_news.asp?newsID=330"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FCBC Website&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align = 'center'&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7765526443139273431?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7765526443139273431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7765526443139273431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7765526443139273431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7765526443139273431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/11/amazing-life.html' title='Amazing Life!!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/R0qCaBpCdxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VzDl4Q1Xp44/s72-c/thumb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4859211637708925974</id><published>2007-11-19T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:12:05.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warrior Postings'/><title type='text'>The Way of the Wild Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GSxBpCdvI/AAAAAAAAA38/yOuq5lbOoPo/0785206779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GSxBpCdvI/AAAAAAAAA38/yOuq5lbOoPo/0785206779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've just finished reading this book called "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Way of the Wild Heart&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;em&gt; A Map for The Masculine Journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;John Eldredge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Many of the things mentioned really spoke to my heart, as I thought about my growth as a man till date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a brief summary of the book, extracted from this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ransomedheart.com/RH_Ministries_Store/detail.aspx?ID=159"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a book about how a boy - and a man - becomes a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a guide to the process of masculine initiation - that ancient path every boy and man must take if they would become the man they long to be. The path whereby they come to know they are a man and are able to live and love from a deep, centered strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a time where most men (and boys) are essentially &lt;strong&gt;fatherless&lt;/strong&gt;. Whatever their circumstance, they have no man actually taking them through the many adventures, trials, battles, and experiences they need to shape a masculine heart within them. They find themselves on their own to figure life out, and that is a lonely place to be. Their &lt;strong&gt;fears&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;anger&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;boredom&lt;/strong&gt;, and their many addictions all come out of this fatherless place within them--a fundamental uncertainty in the core of their being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there is a way&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;According to John Eldredge, there're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 stages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to a man's growth. Omitting any of the stage may have consequences at the later part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stages Involved:&lt;br /&gt;1. Beloved Son&lt;br /&gt;2. Cowboy&lt;br /&gt;3. Warrior&lt;br /&gt;4. Lover&lt;br /&gt;5. King&lt;br /&gt;6. Sage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRbhpCdpI/AAAAAAAAA20/xim_-tk68GI/DSC_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRbhpCdpI/AAAAAAAAA20/xim_-tk68GI/DSC_0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Beloved Son (0 to about 12 years old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's a time of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exploration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's also a time whereby he needs to know that he is loved, valued and adored by a father. His need for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;affirmation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is of utmost importance at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRcRpCdqI/AAAAAAAAA28/15DmOPa1Kkg/cowboy-race-extreme-8-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRcRpCdqI/AAAAAAAAA28/15DmOPa1Kkg/cowboy-race-extreme-8-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cowboy (13 to about early 20s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a time of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;adventures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;testing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The young man has a craving for something dangerous, fun and exciting. The question that he centres his life among is "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do I have what it takes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRdRpCdrI/AAAAAAAAA3E/HwJk63SrxAM/paladin_overview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRdRpCdrI/AAAAAAAAA3E/HwJk63SrxAM/paladin_overview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Warrior (early 20s to late 30s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a time for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fighting spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in man be awakened. There is a need to find a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to fight for. It can be for the military or for the university degree that he so much wants. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;inner&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and many disciplines in life have to be acquired at this stage. He needs to live in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ready to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRfxpCduI/AAAAAAAAA3c/UPtaQm-jv4Q/180_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRfxpCduI/AAAAAAAAA3c/UPtaQm-jv4Q/180_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lover (Overlap with previous stage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is a time whereby a man awakens to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in life. He finds himself getting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;intensely passionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about a girl. The romantic feelings in him begins to stir and stir. And not just this, the man begins to find a connection to his own &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GReBpCdsI/AAAAAAAAA3M/HW2Js8z8KrI/lord-of-the-rings-the-lord-of-the-rings-the-return-of-the-king-aragorn-with-crown-9990836.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GReBpCdsI/AAAAAAAAA3M/HW2Js8z8KrI/lord-of-the-rings-the-lord-of-the-rings-the-return-of-the-king-aragorn-with-crown-9990836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King (early 40s to 60s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the man is in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;key leadership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; position. He 'rules' over a domain with authority, and that includes his family as well. He is at the most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;powerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stage of his life. And he is not alone. He leads a company of young warriors and is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;living example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of courage and compassion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRfRpCdtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wGxDnUA3-fw/Gandalf%2520the%2520White.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/R0GRfRpCdtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wGxDnUA3-fw/Gandalf%2520the%2520White.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sage (60s and beyond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is really a stage whereby gray hair and wrinkles are obvious. Along with it comes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The wealth of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of a sage is of great value to the younger kings and warriors. Though a sage may not say much, his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is great beyond measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4859211637708925974?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4859211637708925974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4859211637708925974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4859211637708925974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4859211637708925974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/11/way-of-wild-heart.html' title='The Way of the Wild Heart'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-2938473923024299226</id><published>2007-11-13T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T17:05:11.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>More on RI Basketball KL Trip 2007..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-e5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="375" style="width:375px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-e5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188088792549&amp;site=widget-e5.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088792549&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e5.slide.com/p1/144115188088792549/ms_t043_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088792549&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e5.slide.com/p2/144115188088792549/ms_t043_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how unique each batch of basketball boys is. Every batch has its own set of strengths and weaknesses. However, together, they make up and define what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RI Basketball Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even if you are not part of the starting 12, the whole team will still be incomplete without your contributions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dream. Team. Fight. Win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't give up dreaming, lads. We'll be there one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-2938473923024299226?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2938473923024299226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=2938473923024299226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2938473923024299226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/2938473923024299226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-on-ri-basketball-kl-trip-2007.html' title='More on RI Basketball KL Trip 2007..'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-8840259378386245714</id><published>2007-11-12T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:53:58.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>RI Basketball KL Trip 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/RIBasketballKLTripNov2007/photo#5131831550404936002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RzftmwEHQUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2sOrHKLUXOs/s400/IMG_1737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week, the basketball coach, Yeang Cherng and I brought 30 RI basketball boys down for some friendly matches at KL. Here's the link to some of the photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/RIBasketballKLTripNov2007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RI Basketball Trip 2007 Album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoy the slide show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-2e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-2e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188088784174&amp;site=widget-2e.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088784174&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2e.slide.com/p1/144115188088784174/ms_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088784174&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2e.slide.com/p2/144115188088784174/ms_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-8840259378386245714?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8840259378386245714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=8840259378386245714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8840259378386245714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8840259378386245714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/11/ri-basketball-kl-trip-2007.html' title='RI Basketball KL Trip 2007'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6443381283911649207</id><published>2007-10-31T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T16:05:24.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Emotional Outburst...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, I had an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emotional outburst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Higher Chinese 'O' level invigilation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Hwa Chong Institution (formely known as The Chinese High School). Well, I was assigned to invigilate class 4B for around 30 mins in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was standing in class 4B at the clock tower block, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was overwhelmed with emotions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10 years ago, I was in this same exact classroom taking some of my 'O' level exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (I took the rest in the school hall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How time flies. &lt;strong&gt;10 years ago&lt;/strong&gt;, I was a student. Now, I'm a teacher doing invigilation. I could almost feel tears in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing invigilation, I managed to meet up with my ex-Sec. 4 Chinese teacher, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Tan Yew Keng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. It's really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how much he can still remember about my class. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He taught me in 1997.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And now, he can still remember who is my form teacher, and who are my other subject teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shijiang, when you teach students, you need to teach them with your &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I will do my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; and teach my students with my &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; and not just upload infomation into them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Above all, teach them &lt;strong&gt;moral values&lt;/strong&gt;. Teach them &lt;strong&gt;character&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;", Mr. Tan went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I really believe in what he says (even before he told me today). &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to bring up students who are &lt;strong&gt;successful&lt;/strong&gt; in society, but are filled with &lt;strong&gt;character flaws&lt;/strong&gt; and have &lt;strong&gt;no integrity&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, some of you may think that Mr. Tan is some super-old teacher or something. No. He's not. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's only in his late 30s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for placing me in The Chinese High School when I was young. He allowed me to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who have shaped my life - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mr. Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Miss Mok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(my ex-form and Chemistry teacher).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after speaking to Mr. Tan, it has further affirmed me that I need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;continue to be firm &amp;amp; strict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;with my students in RI. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; teaching Physics. I'm teaching &lt;strong&gt;students&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Future leaders&lt;/strong&gt; who are going to shape the nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must dare to be unpopular at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6443381283911649207?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6443381283911649207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6443381283911649207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6443381283911649207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6443381283911649207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/emotional-outburst.html' title='Emotional Outburst...'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-810046435526588366</id><published>2007-10-25T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:21:21.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life Journey'/><title type='text'>My Life Journey Part 5 - 98S33</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RyCc61qI1cI/AAAAAAAAAj0/FErKaMKFDT8/IMG_1349.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RyCc61qI1cI/AAAAAAAAAj0/FErKaMKFDT8/IMG_1349.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After considering &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20 min away from my home&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HCJC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;45 min&lt;/span&gt;), I eventually settled for the more &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obvious choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I decided to go to a place where all my friends are. I chose with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and not my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwa Chong JC is a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; place from The Chinese High. One obvious reason would be that there are girls around. Having being in a boys' school for 4 years, surprisingly, I can still get along with my female classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a more Science than Arts person, I chose &lt;strong&gt;double maths&lt;/strong&gt; (C.Maths &amp;amp; F.Maths) and&lt;strong&gt; double science &lt;/strong&gt;(Physics &amp;amp; Chemistry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;98S33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That's my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/JCPhotos/photo#5125269211245500146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RyCdMVqI1vI/AAAAAAAAAmM/MA9CDJZC5a4/s400/IMG_1374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RyCdLVqI1uI/AAAAAAAAAmE/8dH0XD9Gvb0/IMG_1373.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RyCdLVqI1uI/AAAAAAAAAmE/8dH0XD9Gvb0/IMG_1373.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Orientation Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right at the start of school. It was organised by the Students' Council. The camp was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Though we were hit with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ketchup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dirty beyond reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my class bonded together really well. And hence, we were quite close. We even had class outings within a short span of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-79.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="200" width="600" style="width:600px;height:200px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-79.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188088526457&amp;site=widget-79.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088526457&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-79.slide.com/p1/144115188088526457/ms_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088526457&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-79.slide.com/p2/144115188088526457/ms_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the camp, I made an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;important decision&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I decided to serve the school as a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Students' Councillor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. To do that, I had to go for elections. My JC classmates helped me come up with simple tokens to get the students to vote for me. My ex-classmates from The Chinese High did a banner with me. My slogan was "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one is more willing to serve you than me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-ff.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="200" width="600" style="width:600px;height:200px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-ff.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188088526591&amp;site=widget-ff.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088526591&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ff.slide.com/p1/144115188088526591/ms_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088526591&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ff.slide.com/p2/144115188088526591/ms_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, I made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was elected. But I know that I wouldn't have made it if not for my JC classmates and ex-classmates. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm really thankful for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They have made a difference in my election campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hence, my life in JC totally changed after I was elected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Always be &lt;strong&gt;thankful &lt;/strong&gt;for your friends. Especially those that stood by you in times of &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt;. You can also &lt;strong&gt;choose&lt;/strong&gt; to stand by your friends when they need you. I think there's &lt;strong&gt;more joy&lt;/strong&gt; in the latter case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-810046435526588366?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/810046435526588366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=810046435526588366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/810046435526588366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/810046435526588366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-life-journey-part-5-98s33.html' title='My Life Journey Part 5 - 98S33'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1927402042086369542</id><published>2007-10-23T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:11:04.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Do You Have a Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About a week ago or two, my cell group brothers and I came together and played the "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Game of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". It's a rather &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; boardgame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Features of the game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You have to get a &lt;strong&gt;job&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You have to get &lt;strong&gt;married&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You have to &lt;strong&gt;buy a house&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are our photos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-05.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-05.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188088466437&amp;site=widget-05.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088466437&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-05.slide.com/p1/144115188088466437/ms_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088466437&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-05.slide.com/p2/144115188088466437/ms_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-1927402042086369542?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1927402042086369542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1927402042086369542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1927402042086369542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1927402042086369542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-you-have-life.html' title='Do You Have a Life?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7478738008021603589</id><published>2007-10-18T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:06:40.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life Journey'/><title type='text'>My Life Journey Part 4 - The Hidden Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was in secondary school, I have a side of me that not many people know. Except my NPCC-mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it all started when I'm Sec 2. Every time, after NPCC training on Fridays or Saturdays, my squadmates and I would go to the usual MacDonald's at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAP&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(King Albert's Park - the biggest Mac in S'pore) to have dinner. Or if we're tight on money, we will go to the the hawker centre at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Beauty World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, many of us would automatically make our way to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arcade centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; either at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bukit Timah Plaza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (the preferred one) or &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beauty World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then we would spend &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tokens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the machines. For me, I liked to play &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fighting games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every time, without fail, I would spend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my pocketmoney at the machines. Yes, literally down to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;last cent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the games that got me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; (and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;addicted&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marvel Super Heroes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0h31i4SI/AAAAAAAAAhM/EVvKp6ARV6I/marvelsuperheroes.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0h31i4SI/AAAAAAAAAhM/EVvKp6ARV6I/marvelsuperheroes.gif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0i31i4TI/AAAAAAAAAhU/3uX0RmzcDQQ/marvelsuperheroes2.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; center: left" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0i31i4TI/AAAAAAAAAhU/3uX0RmzcDQQ/marvelsuperheroes2.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X-men VS Streetfighter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620995125043650"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0p31i4cI/AAAAAAAAAic/ZKOc777Cl7Y/s400/xmen%20vs%20streetfighter.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122621003714978258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0qX1i4dI/AAAAAAAAAik/_JP-SZReFo4/s288/xmen%20vs%20streetfighter2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marvel Super Heroes VS Street Fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620900635763026"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0kX1i4VI/AAAAAAAAAhk/OG-mF3f6hqE/s288/marvelvsstreetfighter1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620892045828418"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0j31i4UI/AAAAAAAAAhc/3Ino30MWG0Q/s400/marvelvsstreetfighter2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marvel Super Heroes VS Capcom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620917815632226"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0lX1i4WI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ylA4o4c0Ak4/s288/MarvelVsCapcom1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620926405566834"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0l31i4XI/AAAAAAAAAh0/mMnyQlWFjJs/s288/MarvelVsCapcom2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marvel Super Heroes VS Capcom 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620956470337938"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0nn1i4ZI/AAAAAAAAAiE/wXs-1kydPGY/s288/MarvelVsCapcomII%201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620934995501442"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0mX1i4YI/AAAAAAAAAh8/7wjVC-PYf3M/s400/MarvelVsCapcomII%202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Super Puzzle Fighter 2 Turbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620982240141746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0pH1i4bI/AAAAAAAAAiU/yJQfVx4Qbe8/s288/Puzzlefighter%201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5122620973650207138"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rxc0on1i4aI/AAAAAAAAAiM/BYpgLGBMkFc/s400/Puzzlefighter%202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But seriously, I really don't know how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've wasted over arcade games. Every week, at least once or twice or even thrice, for a total of about &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time is something that once you have wasted, it will never come back. I have wasted a significant part of my youth on arcade games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Are you wasting your time doing something not worthwhile? Like addicted to online games such as Maple Story or DOTA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7478738008021603589?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7478738008021603589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7478738008021603589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7478738008021603589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7478738008021603589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-life-journey-part-4-hidden-side.html' title='My Life Journey Part 4 - The Hidden Side'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5011500691550233779</id><published>2007-10-18T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:45:27.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina South Steamboat 14/10/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Sunday, I went to Marina South for steamboat together with my cell group. Stephen's &amp;amp; Darren's cell &amp;amp; Weijie came along too. We had a really good time cooking all the crabs and prawns and other stuff. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-f9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-f9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188088343289&amp;site=widget-f9.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088343289&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f9.slide.com/p1/144115188088343289/ms_t053_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188088343289&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f9.slide.com/p2/144115188088343289/ms_t053_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-5011500691550233779?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5011500691550233779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5011500691550233779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5011500691550233779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5011500691550233779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/marina-south-steamboat-141007.html' title='Marina South Steamboat 14/10/07'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7891767067787960576</id><published>2007-10-15T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:47:56.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumbling Words..'/><title type='text'>Can You Identify with this ...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found this on the internet. If you can identify with a significant number of this, you must be quite near my age. I wonder if youths today can even identify with any one at all. It just shows how much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Singapore has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can identify with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;40/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things. What about you? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. You grew up watching He-man, Transformers, Silver hawk and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget, Ninja turtles and Smurfs too. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You will squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug. The teachers said you must brush each side 10 times too.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You know what's Bin(1) Fen(1) Ba(1) San(1) is all about. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You know what SBC stands for. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You were there when the first chinese serial, the Awakening was shown on TV. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Internet? What the heck is that? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You find your friends with pagers cool in Secondary school (handphones don't exist). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushion is red! The big red bell gives a loud BEEEP! when pressed.There are colourful tickets for TIBS buses. The conductor will check for tickets by using a machine which punches a hole on the ticket. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your favourite actor and actress is Huang Wenyong and Xiangyun. Next is Lee Nanxing and Zoe Tay and the Aiyoyo woman. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You've probably read Young Generation magazine. You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You were there when they first introduced MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Gals are fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You longed to buy tibits called Kaka(20 cents per pack) and Ding Dang(50 cents per box), that had a toy in it and it changes every week not forgetting the 15 cents animal crackers and the ring pop, where the lollipop is the diamond on the ring. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. All that you know about Cantonese is from the Hong Kong serials you watched on TV2.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven are probably the thickest story books you ever thought you have read. Even SweetValley High and Malory Towers.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Civics and Moral Education was “Hao3 Gong1 Min2”. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. KFC used to be a high class restaurant that serve food in plates and let you use metal forks and knives. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'super white'...you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien relative.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Catching was the IN thing and twist the magic word. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your English workbooks was made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. CDIS was your best friend. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellised characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you maths. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Waterbottles were slinged around your neck and a must everywhere you go. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Boys loved to play soccer with small tennis balls in the basketball court or play something that uses tennis ball to hit other players known as “HUM TAM BOLA” during recess /after school. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Hopskotch, five stones,chateh and zero point were all the rage with the girls and boys too... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Science was fun with the balsam and the angsana being the most important plants of our lives. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, eternalized in our minds from the textbooks. Even Mr Wally. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. You did stupid exercises like seal crawl and frog jumps. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Every children's day and national day you either get pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or dumb files with 'Happy National Day 1994'. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. In Primary six you had to play buddy for the younger kids like big sister and brother.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Chinese teachers were always old, boring and damn fierce looking.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Your form teacher taught you maths, science and english.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The worksheets were made of brown rough paper of poor quality. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Famous Chinese singers were only Jacky Cheung, Andy Lau, Aaron Kwok and Leon Lai. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. School dismissal time was normally around 1 pm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $3 or more for pocket money everyday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. During class gatherings, parents always tag along in case someone gets lost at Orchard Road.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. You freak out when the teacher tells you to line up according to height! and hold hands with the corresponding boy or girl.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Handkerchiefs were a must for both genders. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Collecting notebooks and all kinds of stationery was a popular thing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Autograph books were loaded with “Best Wishes”, “Forget Me Not”, and small poems like “Bird fly high, hard to catch. Friend like you, hard to forget”. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Class monitors and prefects loved to say “You talk somemore, I write your name ah!” &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. There were at least 40 people in one class. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Large, colourful schoolbags were carried. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. You brought every single book to school, even though there was one thing called the timetable. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(That's me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7891767067787960576?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7891767067787960576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7891767067787960576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7891767067787960576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7891767067787960576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-you-identify-with-this.html' title='Can You Identify with this ...?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-5734734721140365975</id><published>2007-10-12T07:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:34:06.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Heart&apos;s Prayer'/><title type='text'>My Heart's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Early in the morning, I came across this &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christian song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Planetshakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) that bears the following lyrics. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let this be my prayer to &lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If You can use &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Won't You &lt;strong&gt;use me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take&lt;/strong&gt; me and &lt;strong&gt;break&lt;/strong&gt; me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;mould&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;make&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;died&lt;/strong&gt; for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I'm &lt;strong&gt;living&lt;/strong&gt; for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;living&lt;/strong&gt; for You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;living&lt;/strong&gt; for You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5120225584489881826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rw6yCn1i4OI/AAAAAAAAAgI/iGmBTWdTc40/s288/prayer%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-5734734721140365975?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5734734721140365975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=5734734721140365975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5734734721140365975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/5734734721140365975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='My Heart&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1794535318923540603</id><published>2007-10-08T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:01:53.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life Journey'/><title type='text'>My Life Journey Part 3 - The Chinese High</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RwoWtH1i4NI/AAAAAAAAAe8/VmcoCp-R22I/Tower3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RwoWtH1i4NI/AAAAAAAAAe8/VmcoCp-R22I/Tower3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I spent a significant part of my youth life at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Chinese High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. As mentioned before, what drew me to this school was its sheer &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;good reputation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Every day, in order for me to travel to &amp;amp; fro the school, I need to spend at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;least 1.5 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the road. But I've never regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main reasons was because I joined the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;National Police Cadet Corps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (NPCC) as CCA. When I first joined the CCA, it was because I felt that the uniform looked smart. I didn't think so much. I didn't know what I was in for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My squadmates &amp;amp; I went through 3 years of really really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tough training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. When I was in Sec. 1, we had to gather at the monkey bar every day after school. Our NCOs (officers) would meet us there and made sure that each of us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cross the monkey bar a few times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. As a result, our hands were always filled with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Eventually, these blisters &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hardened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and became &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hard skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides physical training, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;foot drill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was also an essential part of our training. It's really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, marching up and down in the hot sun, doing amazing numbers of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;push-ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sit-ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The record number of sit-ups my squad did was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the question is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why didn't I quit the CCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? After all, some of my squadmates did left us &amp;amp; I don't see the purpose in all that tough training at all. 2 reasons that I can think of. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5118919553654644914"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RwoONn1i4LI/AAAAAAAAAeU/rhImQeKn69o/s288/26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My squadmates and I began to form a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mainly because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shared experiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shared sufferings &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to be exact). My closest friends till date, besides my church-mates, are all from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Chinese NPCC unit 1994 - 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lenin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jianzhuang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jingrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tianshen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kaiyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Junqiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all left footprints in my life. Every one of them had been a tremendous blessing to me personally. Even now, we still keep in contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there're many other squadmates who had also influenced me but I have kind of lost contact with them - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kangliang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Liangbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shukun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Zhong Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Weiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gim Teck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ah Phua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yunxi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dalian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Junchao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at that age, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate giving up halfway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I preferred to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;endure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the tough training and show people that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I can make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. There was a lot of pride in me, and that sometimes caused me to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;foolish things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the latter part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5118919510704971922"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RwoOLH1i4JI/AAAAAAAAAeE/gZbL6_ou5Eo/s144/ranks_ssgt%5B1%5D.gif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At the end of 4 years, I attained the rank of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Staff Sergeant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Publications Chairman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the Executive Committee. I had the badges as shown below. More importantly, I made many many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who had been with me throughout my life journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5118919527884841122"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RwoOMH1i4KI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ck0jO-6ubUk/s288/Badges%20%28SK%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't give up. Persevere on in the things that you really believe in. We need this in every stage of our life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-1794535318923540603?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1794535318923540603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1794535318923540603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1794535318923540603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1794535318923540603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-life-journey-part-3-chinese-high.html' title='My Life Journey Part 3 - The Chinese High'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1034115690480506586</id><published>2007-09-25T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:16:46.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>中秋节快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/Rvi-CX1i3rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/8Bs8xb2O94c/s1600-h/IMG_1260+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114046324846812850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/Rvi-CX1i3rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/8Bs8xb2O94c/s320/IMG_1260+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is Mid-Autumn. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;中秋节快乐&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday night, I had a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mooncake celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with some of the PRC students who are currently studying at NUS. There were altogether 15 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sharing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, eating &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mooncakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, playing around with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laterns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sparklers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/myYUE-x-_DQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/myYUE-x-_DQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the group is not very big, we were able to give the PRC students a sense of feeling of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's really not easy to come all the way to Singapore and study on their own, when their own families are back in China. For them, they have to stay here for at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my close friends, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stephen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shared these words that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;举头望明月&lt;/strong&gt;，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;低头思故乡&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It means when you look at the moon, you will think of your family. It's from a very famous Tang poem.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had been in Singapore for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Every year, during &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;中秋节&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he will always think of his family back in Malaysia. This kind of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, people like me would never really understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All my life, I had never been away from my family physically for more than 5 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Do learn to cherish your family. It's not perfect, but it's the only one you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are the photos!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-9e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-9e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188087591070&amp;site=widget-9e.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188087591070&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p1/144115188087591070/ms_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188087591070&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p2/144115188087591070/ms_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/CanoeSepHolidays2007"&gt;Photos all here!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-1034115690480506586?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1034115690480506586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1034115690480506586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1034115690480506586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1034115690480506586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='中秋节快乐'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh67v5Qmd9E/Rvi-CX1i3rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/8Bs8xb2O94c/s72-c/IMG_1260+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-8734553941222170678</id><published>2007-09-18T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:16:38.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life Journey'/><title type='text'>My Life Journey Part 2 - Those were the days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found some of these old photos. Yes, the boy is me. =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-96.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-96.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188087181206&amp;site=widget-96.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188087181206&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p1/144115188087181206/ms_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188087181206&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p2/144115188087181206/ms_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/36680516-8734553941222170678?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8734553941222170678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=8734553941222170678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8734553941222170678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/8734553941222170678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-life-journey-part-2-those-were-days.html' title='My Life Journey Part 2 - Those were the days...'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1719860487331046508</id><published>2007-09-14T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:09:26.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumbling Words..'/><title type='text'>Childhood Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I suddenly thought of all the childhood games that I used to play: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;catching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;five stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hantam bola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1-leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;erasers flipping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hopscotch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I will go on to do a short introduction on each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Catching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this game, out of a group of children, 1 will be selected as the 'catcher'. Then this catcher will run around the whole place chasing after any of the other children. If he managed to catch any of his friend (by touching him), that friend will take over the 'catcher' role and everything will start all over again. It's really fun and everybody will run and hide and run and hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupFr4oKnlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ysj5YhVcRuE/TRADITIONAL%2520TOY%28FIVE%2520STONES%29%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupFr4oKnlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ysj5YhVcRuE/TRADITIONAL%2520TOY%28FIVE%2520STONES%29%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Five Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on guys. This is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; a game just for girls. I played it too when I was young. Basically, there are 5 small bean bags, as shown in the photo on the left. The players will take turn to do all kinds of things with the bean bags. For more details, go to this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://infopedia.nlb.gov.sg/articles/SIP_194_2005-01-07.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-Leg &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is a real classic. The players will be divided into 2 groups. One group will have to cross a certain distance by running. The other group's players will each be constantly hopping around with only 1 leg. These 1-leggers will try to touch the other group's players. If anyone from the running group is being touched, they will be considered 'dead'. Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupGiIoKnpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/UUvka4gW8LM/Hantam%20Bola.JPG?imgmax=400"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupGiIoKnpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/UUvka4gW8LM/Hantam%20Bola.JPG?imgmax=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hantam Bola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My all-time favorite!! Players are divided into 2 groups. Each group will have a certain number of table tennis (not tennis) balls. Both groups are to throw the balls at one another. If a player is hit by the ball and the ball falls to the ground, his number of lives will deducted. If the player is hit, but yet, manages to hold on to the ball, the thrower will minus 1 life then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupFsooKnnI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2hohThblVdk/303194144_b3366b184a_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupFsooKnnI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2hohThblVdk/303194144_b3366b184a_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Erasers flipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to go crazy over this. Everyday, I would buy 1 eraser (those with flags). Then I would play against my friends with the erasers I bought. To put it simply, each player will take turns to flip his own eraser until 1 eraser lies on top of the other. The person's whose eraser is below will lose. (I was quite good at this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupFsYoKnmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DioO1qA_S7k/hopscotch_mat%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RupFsYoKnmI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DioO1qA_S7k/hopscotch_mat%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hopscotch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw the hopscotch. Jump within the boxes drawn. Cannot skip any step unless the stone you throw lies on the squares. It's a great great game. But I wasn't really that agile and didn't excel in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntu.edu.sg/home2004/HEND0004/cs227/project_1/requirements.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hopscotch 101 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is an interesting website that teaches how to play the game real well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&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/36680516-1719860487331046508?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1719860487331046508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1719860487331046508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1719860487331046508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1719860487331046508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/09/childhood-games.html' title='Childhood Games'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-9008526390499558929</id><published>2007-09-13T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:18:45.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life Journey'/><title type='text'>My Life Journey Part 1 - Primary School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be starting a new series of posts on my life story. I believe that everybody has a story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I was born into a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;family of 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - my grandparents, my parents, my elder brother, my elder sister and I in 1981.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and sister are older than me by 7 years and 5 years respectively. Hence, they don't really interact much with me when I was young. The only thing that drew me and my brother together was the computer. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He taught me how to hack games at the age of 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rukq-YoKnkI/AAAAAAAAATE/UBl9cpyG-NI/Maha%2520Bodhi%2520Sch_logo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rukq-YoKnkI/AAAAAAAAATE/UBl9cpyG-NI/Maha%2520Bodhi%2520Sch_logo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My primary school life at Maha Bodhi was mainly filled with memories of me and my friends. We played games like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;catching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;five stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hantam bola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1-leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;erasers flipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hop-scotch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chinese chess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, etc. (Compared to now, kids are usually playing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gameboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nintendo DS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the key highlights of my primary school life came when I was in Primary 5. My Maths teacher, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mrs. Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chose me to represent the school in a Maths compeititon in the Chinese High. Though I didn't win any award, I gained a lot of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because I felt that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my teacher trusted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore, the compeition exposed me to the compounds of the Chinese High. It was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really really huge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with water and hills and many many classrooms. I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;captivated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by it and that propelled me to choose the Chinese High after the release of my PSLE results in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;simple action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of my Maths teacher caused my life to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It just goes to show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we can never &lt;strong&gt;underestimate&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;long-lasting effects&lt;/strong&gt; that a &lt;strong&gt;teacher's actions&lt;/strong&gt; (or &lt;strong&gt;lack of actions&lt;/strong&gt;) can bring to a &lt;strong&gt;student's life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-9008526390499558929?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9008526390499558929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=9008526390499558929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9008526390499558929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9008526390499558929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-life-journey-part-1-primary-school.html' title='My Life Journey Part 1 - Primary School'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-9144853435609965286</id><published>2007-09-08T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T21:42:33.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Fun Day @ MacRitchie Reservoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align = 'center'&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/CanoeSepHolidays2007/photo#5107823287594685826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RuKiN7iMlYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ESaTZUtoxHo/s288/Image017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/CanoeSepHolidays2007/photo#5107823334839326098"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RuKiQriMlZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7oH_zOVK3zM/s288/Image018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/CanoeSepHolidays2007/photo#5107823382083966370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RuKiTbiMlaI/AAAAAAAAARE/kc9cGMdEonw/s288/Image019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/CanoeSepHolidays2007/photo#5107823425033639346"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RuKiV7iMlbI/AAAAAAAAARM/FVxbilaHB74/s288/Image021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/CanoeSepHolidays2007/photo#5107823455098410434"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/yingmushijiang/RuKiXriMlcI/AAAAAAAAARU/LxvWTRPfg_k/s288/Image022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/CanoeSepHolidays2007/photo#5107823244645012850"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RuKiLbiMlXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/59nKMsDlHgo/s288/Image016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, I had a great time doing &lt;strong&gt;canoeing &lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;MacRitchie Reservoir&lt;/strong&gt;. The above photos showed how we looked after 1 hour of &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, I think it's quite &lt;strong&gt;exhaustive&lt;/strong&gt;, but &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-9144853435609965286?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9144853435609965286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=9144853435609965286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9144853435609965286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9144853435609965286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/09/fun-day-macritchie-reservoir.html' title='Fun Day @ MacRitchie Reservoir'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4462151868473204158</id><published>2007-09-03T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T10:29:01.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Evan Almighty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RttekriMk7I/AAAAAAAAALo/hsGYPhepRuE/evan-almighty-poster-0%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=400"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/RttekriMk7I/AAAAAAAAALo/hsGYPhepRuE/evan-almighty-poster-0%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Sat, I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Evan Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the big screen. Here's a short description of the comedy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A newly elected congressman, Evan, was tasked by God to make an ark. He risked his career, his family and basically, his life to get the ark done. And because of what he has done, he was able to save the lives of his family, colleagues and neighbours from a broken dam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole movie is full of funny jokes. I can't stop laughing throughout almost the whole show. But beyond the laughter, I do feel that this show does have some lessons that we can learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Evan received the calling from God to build the ark, he devoted his life to it. Despite people (including his colleagues) laughing at him, he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. At one point, even his beloved family left him. Yet he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;persevered on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Courage&lt;/strong&gt; - to do the right thing even if the people around you do not understand&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Evan's family drew together to do this apparently 'silly' act of building the ark after God enlightened Evan's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you prayed to God for &lt;strong&gt;greater intimacy within the family&lt;/strong&gt;, do you think God will just &lt;strong&gt;give&lt;/strong&gt; you the intimacy? Or do you think that God will give you an &lt;strong&gt;opportunity&lt;/strong&gt; for this to happen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan's wife realised that this whole thing about building the ark can help bring the family &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;closer together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than even before. She brought the children back to Evan, and the 5 of them went on to build the ark &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; as a family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the show, it was repeated a few times. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How can we change the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We can change the world by doing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;acts of kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one at a time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Always be a blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to those around you. Don't be calculative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you do that, the atmosphere around you in the workplace, school or classroom will &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;change&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;positively&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. People will be smiling more and be more cheerful. Don't wait for someone to give on to you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be that somebody who gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/36680516-4462151868473204158?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4462151868473204158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4462151868473204158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4462151868473204158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4462151868473204158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/09/evan-almighty.html' title='Evan Almighty'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-570129578369014898</id><published>2007-08-31T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T10:53:18.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5104686342265934754"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rtd9LriMk6I/AAAAAAAAALI/Y3G2-6Rx0Tw/s144/ist2_437828_giant_smiley_big_smile%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must say. Today's Teachers' Day Concert in school has been really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;entertaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It has put many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wide smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the teachers. The two MCs were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think they can host TV shows in MediaCorp or something. Really talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is a season of always being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I would llike thank all the teachers that had taught me before, in all my 16 years of education. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Special mention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the following &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; teachers (without them, I would never have made it to become a teacher myself now):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Primary School (Maha Bodhi School)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Teo (My Maths Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- For &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in me and giving me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to take part in the Inter-Schools Maths Olympiad Competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Shue (My Chinese Teacher)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For teaching me so many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;life values&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, including the need for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Secondary School (The Chinese High School) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Peng (My Maths Teacher)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For making Maths really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me to perform well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms. Mok Lai Koin (My Chemistry Teacher &amp; Form Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- For being so strict with my class on the surface but actually was extremely &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Junior College (Hwa Chong JC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Chan Kwok Leong (My Maths Teacher &amp;amp; Form Teacher)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;supporting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me to run for Students' Council and for making Maths &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Ng Soon Kok (My Physics Teacher)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For inspiring me to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;excel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Physics and fall in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with it. He's really really a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;University (NUS)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof. Ha Yajun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For being constantly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;supportive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; throughout my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Final Year Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (FYP) and giving me valuable &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;assistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-570129578369014898?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/570129578369014898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=570129578369014898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/570129578369014898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/570129578369014898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-9149874214023905679</id><published>2007-08-24T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:54:17.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Hi Sir, I'm from Fraud &amp; Security..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My handphone rang in the middle of the night last Thursday. It was an unknown number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hi Sir, I'm from the &lt;strong&gt;Fraud &amp; Security Department&lt;/strong&gt; of a bank. We suspect that your credit cards had been &lt;strong&gt;stolen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after talking to the guy, I realised what had happened. I actually had applied for a credit card 3 weeks ago. However, the credit card never came. Somehow along the way, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone stole my credit card and used it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5102197954178749314"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rs6mAbiMk4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I1hdTV3eqzI/s288/credit-cards_69%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That someone used my credit and choked a bill of more than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$3000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this happened to me. I lost something that I had never received in the first place. &lt;strong&gt;Gosh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rs6mg7iMk5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/M1Fdm9F4sT0/police%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rs6mg7iMk5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/M1Fdm9F4sT0/police%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Fraud &amp; Security guy told me to make a police report. Yes, I reported the loss of something that I had never seen or touched before. Strange right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was a bit like asking "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;??" Honestly, I felt a bit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;resentful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that this kind of thing can happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, someone reminded me of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1 of the key attitudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I wanted to have in the year 2007. And that is to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/05/always-be-thankful.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Looking at this credit card case, I realised that I can learn to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that the Fraud &amp;amp; Security department of the bank notify me that some suspicious transactions had occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that the bank froze the usage of the stolen credit card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I do not have to pay a single cent for the credit card bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? There're indeed many things to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about. If you're in a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;difficult situation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, do try to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You will find more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gladness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's a matter of perspective. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-9149874214023905679?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9149874214023905679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=9149874214023905679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9149874214023905679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9149874214023905679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/hi-sir-im-from-fraud-security.html' title='Hi Sir, I&apos;m from Fraud &amp; Security..'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-1171487813313076173</id><published>2007-08-23T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T14:13:18.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Getting Connected with Nature (with 1M)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5101774818295714674"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rs0lKriMk3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/0GuvCwTbYr0/s800/Nature%20Photos%20%281M%29%20-%20small%20v2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-1171487813313076173?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1171487813313076173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=1171487813313076173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1171487813313076173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/1171487813313076173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-connected-with-nature-with-1m.html' title='Getting Connected with Nature (with 1M)'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-370093407895927834</id><published>2007-08-20T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:02:41.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Raffles Institution Anthem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RsmsvbiMkwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/q7rWTtXNqoc/crest%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RsmsvbiMkwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/q7rWTtXNqoc/crest%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Stamford Raffles held the torch&lt;br /&gt;That cast Promethean Flame&lt;br /&gt;We faced the challenge of the day&lt;br /&gt;To give our school a name&lt;br /&gt;The eagle eye and gryphon strength&lt;br /&gt;They led us to the fore&lt;br /&gt;To reign supreme in ev'ry sphere&lt;br /&gt;The sons of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Come heed the call Rafflesians all&lt;br /&gt;And let our hearts be stirring&lt;br /&gt;We'll do our best whate'er test&lt;br /&gt;And keep our colours flying&lt;br /&gt;Let comradeship and fervent hope&lt;br /&gt;With one voice make us pray&lt;br /&gt;Auspicium Melioris Aevi&lt;br /&gt;With God to guide the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composed by E W Jesudason, Headmaster, Raffles Institution, 1963-1966&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I must &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I still can't memorise the whole institution anthem yet. But I'm working towards it. The words of the song are really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;meaningful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the last two verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Auspicium Melioris Aevi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Our school motto which means &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hope of a Better Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With God to guide the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-370093407895927834?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/370093407895927834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=370093407895927834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/370093407895927834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/370093407895927834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/raffles-institution-anthem.html' title='Raffles Institution Anthem'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6811907007392525481</id><published>2007-08-18T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:31:50.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warrior Postings'/><title type='text'>A Faith Goal Revisted..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's so easy to be caught up with so many things that I almost forgot something that I set out to do right at the very start of the year. It can be found in this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-is-year-of-victory-for-me.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;post (2007 is a Year of Victory) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;way back in January 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;faith goal&lt;/strong&gt; in 2007:&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I want to &lt;strong&gt;complete&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21km&lt;/span&gt; Standard Chartered Marathon Run this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rsb9BLiMkvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7BgTD-2wXvY/scmc06_logo.gif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rsb7u7iMkuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mlZ2UHTu8rY/main_visual_2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/yingmushijiang/Rsb7u7iMkuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mlZ2UHTu8rY/main_visual_2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;have to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;realistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. At my present fitness, I can't do the 21km run. I need to train up myself physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that means &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;runs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;runs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MORE runs&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I had my first training. I ran &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the NUS track. It's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; step for me to get back into shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I hope to be able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;train consistently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for at least &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;once or twice a week&lt;/span&gt;, given my busy schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I want to join this run?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; myself.&lt;br /&gt;2. A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; body gives me the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;alertness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tenacity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;press on in life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, even when things are rough.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to train my mind to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;determined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A lot of it depends on the mind when we go for long distances like 21km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who wants to join me? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6811907007392525481?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6811907007392525481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6811907007392525481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6811907007392525481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6811907007392525481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/faith-goal-revisted.html' title='A Faith Goal Revisted..'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4897807294844382040</id><published>2007-08-10T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:00:16.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Take the City Walk 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the National Day events this year, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Take&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the City Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was organised by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Touch Community Services &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(TCS). As an active volunteer in TCS, I participated in the walk two weeks. We took a nice walk around the city area early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a privilege because the city area has already being cornered off due to NDP 2007 and yet, we were allowed to walk. And on the day itself, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God was very good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to us. The weather was very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;throughout the walk. However, the moment the walk ended officially, there was a heavy downpour! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 600px; HEIGHT: 475px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-76.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188086485878&amp;site=widget-76.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188086485878&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-76.slide.com/p1/144115188086485878/un_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188086485878&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-76.slide.com/p2/144115188086485878/un_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4897807294844382040?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4897807294844382040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4897807294844382040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4897807294844382040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4897807294844382040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/take-city-walk-2007.html' title='Take the City Walk 2007'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4964483414916117317</id><published>2007-08-10T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:43:24.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Happy 42nd Birthday, Singapore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/61/201367971_79dba79eff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/61/201367971_79dba79eff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday marks the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42nd birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;of our beloved nation. I'm really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of how the nation has come so far in a short span of 1 generation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone shared this with me on National Day's eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We must &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;honour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;older generation&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of Singaporeans. They've worked so hard to build our nation up. Their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;insights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are very valuable &amp;amp; important for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We must &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;present generation&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of Singaporeans. They've right now giving the best times of their lives to the nation. Their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is essential in our continual prosperity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We must be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nuture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next generation&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of Singaporeans. They may be young, but they hold the keys to our future success. Their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is what that will define tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We must &lt;strong&gt;honour&lt;/strong&gt; those before us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We must &lt;strong&gt;strengthen&lt;/strong&gt; those around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We must &lt;strong&gt;empower&lt;/strong&gt; those under us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We must &lt;strong&gt;mentor&lt;/strong&gt; those after us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4964483414916117317?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4964483414916117317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4964483414916117317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4964483414916117317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4964483414916117317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-42nd-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy 42nd Birthday, Singapore!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-229745319354474262</id><published>2007-08-06T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:21:49.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>How Far Will You Go to Bless Someone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RrckeuPKb2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/zFG22cyhJz4/wheelchair-series-pw100%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/yingmushijiang/RrckeuPKb2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/zFG22cyhJz4/wheelchair-series-pw100%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Saturday, I had this very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; encounter. I was queueing up to pay my credit card bill at an AXS machine in Bukit Merah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello. Can you help me to the toilet? Very urgent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" I heard someone asked me from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and saw an uncle on a wheelchair. I recognized him. He always sell Sweepstake tickets in that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flustered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to be honest. I didn't know how to respond initially. I half-wanted to just give some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;excuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But something stopped me. I almost forgot that I'm on this campaign to be a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blessing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to people around me. Now, it's the best chance for me to bless this uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put aside my credit card and plucked up my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and started to push the uncle towards the toilet. Well.. it is then I realised that the only toilet that can accomodate the wheelchair lies on the other side of the road. I was a bit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shocked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I had to wheel him across the road (there was a overheard bridge, but the lifts weren't working). &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gosh.. This task kept &lt;strong&gt;getting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;harder&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pressed on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I slowly wheel the uncle cross the road. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that there weren't that many vehicles at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RrckfePKb3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GGGUvEIfnd4/disabled-toilet-contras-opt%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RrckfePKb3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GGGUvEIfnd4/disabled-toilet-contras-opt%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I finally reached the toilet, I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;half hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I can just push the uncle into the toilet and he can settle the rest himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was wrong of course. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I went on to &lt;strong&gt;help&lt;/strong&gt; him relieve himself.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not a nurse, I had never done it before and felt quite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I pushed the uncle all the way back to his original position, next to the AXS machine. Yes, I had to cross the road again. Thank God this time, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SBS&lt;/span&gt; bus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;captain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;helped me stopped part of the traffic so that I can wheel the uncle across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I felt that it's not just the uncle who is being blessed. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Actually, I'm being &lt;strong&gt;blessed &lt;/strong&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;. I realised that when I overcame my initial fears and discomforts and blessed him, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt; was kept &lt;strong&gt;soft&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time we see a need,and we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ignore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;it, our hearts become &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hardened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I prefer to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;respond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the needs around me, as much as I can. I want to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tender-hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &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/36680516-229745319354474262?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/229745319354474262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=229745319354474262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/229745319354474262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/229745319354474262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-far-will-you-go-to-bless-someone.html' title='How Far Will You Go to Bless Someone?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7046606833505621712</id><published>2007-08-02T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:15:21.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Family'/><title type='text'>My Grandpa's Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My grandpa was cremated earlier in the afternoon. Together with many relatives and friends, my family and I were at the Bright Hill Crematorium to witness the cremation. Strangely enough, I don't feel very sad. I think it's because I know that he has already gone to a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; began to stir within me. I can remember the times that my grandpa took me out to play at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinatown area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I was younger. I can also remember how often he brought me to the hawker centre near my house to eat my favorite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Char Kway Tiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I really miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the only thing my grandpa left behind? No. My grandpa left behind a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; legacy - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He had 1 wife, 2 sons, 2 daughters-in-law, 3 grandsons, 2 granddaughters, 2 granddaughters-in-law, 1 grandson-in-law, 1 great-grandson and 2 great-granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had brought up a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;great family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;17 people in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (including him). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am so proud of my grandpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yingmushijiang/MyBlogPhotos/photo#5094337086715752274"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/yingmushijiang/RrK4luPKb1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/WtjT8psgyf0/s800/Pang%20Family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7046606833505621712?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7046606833505621712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7046606833505621712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7046606833505621712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7046606833505621712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-grandpas-legacy.html' title='My Grandpa&apos;s Legacy'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6182169674556011645</id><published>2007-08-01T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:02:06.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>救世主 - Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As many would have already known, my grandfather, who had been staying with me all my life, had just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;passed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last Sunday. He had struggled for almost 5 months in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time that someone so close to me left. There are mixed emotions in me. They include &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sadness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - simply because my grandpa is not around any more. And I miss him terribly at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Relieved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - because my grandpa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;need not suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; any more. When he was at the hospital, he could neither drink, eat nor talk. He was actually in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;discomfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - my church family had been supporting me throughout. Their presences at the wake every night really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my family and I. Furthermore, I actually had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 pastors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who came down and prayed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm thankful for colleagues at RI as well - Mr. Otto Fong, Mr. Joseph Chong, Mr. Ng Kwon Loong, Mr. Chong Han Guang and Miss Caroline Hoong. They &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;helped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me so much with my 4 sec 1 classes when I'm not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least, I'm thankful for my secondary school friends who came down too. As well as some of my NIE teacher colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poofcat.com/pray4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.poofcat.com/pray4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - because I know that my grandpa is with the Lord. When he was at the hospital, I asked him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who Jesus is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;救世主 (savior)&lt;/span&gt; - that was what he wrote (he couldn't talk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My grandpa is in &lt;strong&gt;heaven&lt;/strong&gt; now - which is really a much better place. &lt;strong&gt;I know I will meet him one day.&lt;/strong&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/36680516-6182169674556011645?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6182169674556011645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6182169674556011645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6182169674556011645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6182169674556011645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/08/savior.html' title='救世主 - Savior'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7605733612440118794</id><published>2007-07-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:36:00.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>RI Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In RI, I'm also assigned to be one of the teachers in-charge of basketball. I'm really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about the appointment because all my life, basketball has been one of my passions. Though I never really had any competitive experience, I played a lot of street basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last Tuesday, I was down at the Delta Sports Hall supporting our team against Catholic High. It was tbe &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;South&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Zone 'C' Div Finals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We were up against the defending champions &amp; a really strong team. They have 3 players more than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.8 m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tall. And we're talking about 'C' Div here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started really well. We played &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tough defense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Whenever their tall guys got the ball near the basket, 2 or 3 of our players will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swarm him &amp;amp; defend together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That really broke their momentum at the start of the game. By the end of half-time, the scoreline was really close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 4th quarter, our lads began to suffer from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serious cramps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 3 of our starters had to rest because of that. Nearing the final minute, our team drew within 2 points. However, we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lost concentration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; that allowed 2 easy baskets plus a free-throw for the opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the loss, I'm really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of our guys. Their defensive intensity throughout almost the whole game was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fought hard &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for every single point on the court. Yes, they may have lost the battle. But I believe they have the potential to win the war - to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'C' Div National Champs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason? We have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great coach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NATIONALS, HERE WE COME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/Wm782-xc6z_TKBM_E-ujPUInM_U8ui8s?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/20000000742b808/1/94/_r7-omYy5D8zULLqcid7DqvL-QT-Dqxh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/s/5FwJ5hwG7T_xo2J0tG_FB4p6gvWDQu6h?referrer=hlnk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" alt="Host unlimited photos at slide.com for FREE!" src="http://widget.slide.com/rdr/1/1/1/W/20000000bac19f5/1/120/efTN_vtd7T8YHpoQe0ekNn9DbGuyQVBJ.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/36680516-7605733612440118794?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7605733612440118794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7605733612440118794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7605733612440118794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7605733612440118794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-ri-im-also-assigned-to-be-one-of.html' title='RI Basketball'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-3651149618695946824</id><published>2007-07-24T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:26:17.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Life as a RI Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Time really flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still trying to get used to being a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;full-time teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in RI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/MyTable.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Table in the Staff Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Besides teaching, I have to learn to handle the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of a form-teacher. I have to take care of my form class and that goes beyond academic grades. I'm also concerned about their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday marked the start of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;prefect nominations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Altogether,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 5 students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from my form class, 1M came looking for me today to talk about it. They all shared with me that they wanted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;serve the school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;help the other students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I agree that serving the school and helping other students is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. However, I think being a prefect means much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;What do you wish to become at the end of 4 years if you're elected as a prefect? In terms of &lt;strong&gt;skills&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;character&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; I asked them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;None of them have actually thought about it. I told them to think about it and write a short reflection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/MyTablewithname.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/MyTablewithname.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I believe that in all things, we should always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;being with the end in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;guide u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s as we go along, and we won't be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;directionless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aimless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. For example, if I want to become a prefect in RI, I should know at least roughly what I want to become at the end of Sec. 4. If along the way, I find myself not working towards the goal, I need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reflect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;react&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you begin with the end in mind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/MyTable.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3651149618695946824?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3651149618695946824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3651149618695946824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3651149618695946824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3651149618695946824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-as-ri-teacher.html' title='Life as a RI Teacher'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-6714776804826693175</id><published>2007-07-20T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:10:46.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Blessing in DIsguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As many of you would have known, my grandpa is still in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The good news is that he should be discharged soon, in the next 1 or 2 weeks if nothing goes wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, it's not going to be easy taking care of him at home. He needs someone to take care of him almost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And that person most likely is going to be &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my maid, Annisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The funny thing is, Annisa only joined my household &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ago. And initially when she first came, my mum and grandma were saying that Annisa does housework rather &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and couldn't seem to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;able to cope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, it turns out that she's quite a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;meticulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person. And she's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as well. She actually went to the hospital to learn how to take care of my grandpa. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She did very well too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The nurses over there were all quite &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;impressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, she's rather &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in taking care of my grandpa. She even knows how to do simple injections and tube feeding. It's really quite &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I think she has the potential to become a real nurse next time because she already has some of the skill set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's really a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blessing in disguise &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to my family. I want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-6714776804826693175?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6714776804826693175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=6714776804826693175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6714776804826693175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/6714776804826693175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/07/blessing-in-disguise.html' title='Blessing in DIsguise'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-9047706295537757885</id><published>2007-07-18T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T16:56:02.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warrior Postings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>100K Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't being blogging for the past week or so. I had been really busy going around giving people &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;free gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes, free gifts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;National Day is coming soon. As a gift to the nation, my church is on this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100K Campaign&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whereby collectively, we will bless &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;100, 000 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes, 100, 000 people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o193/touchstar01/wgw2007/wgw6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This blessing can come in terms of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;small gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;acts of service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;acts of kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In addition, we are also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;committed to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the needs of these people every night, for a period of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We believe that these prayers will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we want in return. Because we believe that "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is more blessed to give than to receive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So far, I've blessed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - ranging from my &lt;strong&gt;family members&lt;/strong&gt;, to my &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;, to my &lt;strong&gt;colleagues&lt;/strong&gt; and even to &lt;strong&gt;total strangers&lt;/strong&gt;. Though the target is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I would really want to make it a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and go for at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If any of you have any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;prayer requests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, or other &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forms of needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you are welcomed to approach me, either via &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:yingmushijiang@msn.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yingmushijiang@msn.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; or this blog's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tagboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll be glad to bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-9047706295537757885?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9047706295537757885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=9047706295537757885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9047706295537757885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/9047706295537757885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/07/100k-campaign.html' title='100K Campaign'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o193/touchstar01/wgw2007/th_wgw6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4020868645111000785</id><published>2007-07-12T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:13:45.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>Teachers' Investiture Ceremony 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, I have officially become a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;full-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fledge teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I was given the appointment by the Permanent Secretary (for Education) in Nayang Auditorium in NTU. It was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;formal occassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and we all had to wear academic gowns. My parents were there to witness the ceremony as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-31.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="426" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-31.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188086095665&amp;amp;cy=be&amp;il=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=47&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188086095665&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-31.slide.com/p1/144115188086095665/be_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=47&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188086095665&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-31.slide.com/p2/144115188086095665/be_t047_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How fast time flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 1 year of teacher training passed just like that. The friends made, the colleagues that did endless projects with me. Well, to a certain extent, that phase of my life is over.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I need to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ahead for me lies: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to be an excellent teacher, out to transform the lives of my students and mold their character to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, it is only appropriate that I have this teachers' pledge in my heart always, to remind myself why I want to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We, the teachers of Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;pledge that: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will be &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt; to our mission to bring out&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; in our pupils. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will be &lt;strong&gt;exemplary&lt;/strong&gt; in the discharge of&lt;br /&gt;our duties and responsibilities. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will guide our pupils to be &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;useful citizens&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will &lt;strong&gt;continue to learn&lt;/strong&gt; and pass on&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;love of learning&lt;/strong&gt; to our pupils. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We will win the trust, support and&lt;br /&gt;co-operation of &lt;strong&gt;parents&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as to enable us to &lt;strong&gt;achieve our&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mission&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4020868645111000785?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4020868645111000785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4020868645111000785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4020868645111000785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4020868645111000785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/07/teachers-investiture-ceremony-2007.html' title='Teachers&apos; Investiture Ceremony 2007'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-4365610829765907334</id><published>2007-07-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T22:29:16.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>There's No Place I'd Rather Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes, there's really no place I'd rather be. I'm every inch a true-breed Singapore Singaporean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S'pore education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, K1, K2, streamed in P3, streamed in P4, took PSLE, went on to 'O' levles and 'A' levels. Then I went on to NS. 2 and a half years later, I ORDed, and went on to do my university studies at NUS. And finally, I finished my post-grad diploma at NIE. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;18 years of education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love eating char kway tiao, hokkien mee, mee goreng, mee siam, laksa, hainanese chicken rice, carrot cake, MacDonald's, KFC, Burger King, Long John Silver, bo bo cha cha, ice iachang, ice jelly, red ruby, cha siew bao, siew mai, dumplings, mooncakes, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;etc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;etc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the following stuff, but&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I have learnt to accept them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: 7% GST, ERP, COE, Road Tax, Income Tax, housing loan, car loan, computer loan, tuition loan, kiasu mentality, Hello Kitty queue, etc. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes, they're part of life in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Though I've been to a few countries like Sweden, Denmark, Norway, London, it's true. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nothing beats home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's No Place I'd Rather Be, except Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hossan Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; puts it best when he says "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We live in Singapura, it's not perfect living, but at least it's interesting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HDuxb_8Z1SY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HDuxb_8Z1SY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Love Singapura - Original Version&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ch-z5s2JabY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ch-z5s2JabY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Love Singapura - MTV Version&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-4365610829765907334?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4365610829765907334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=4365610829765907334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4365610829765907334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/4365610829765907334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/07/theres-no-place-id-rather-be.html' title='There&apos;s No Place I&apos;d Rather Be'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7779906181132185795</id><published>2007-07-04T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:37:47.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warrior Postings'/><title type='text'>Guys, let's respond to challenges!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, someone told me that if we want to grow in life (means in terms of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;maturity&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt;), we have to learn to move out of our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;comfort zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;combat zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. When I heard that, I really agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/ELEC_AN-PVS-22_Night_Sight_View_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/ELEC_AN-PVS-22_Night_Sight_View_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One thing for sure, guys at every stage of life - be it &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;adolescent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;youth&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;young adult&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mature men&lt;/span&gt;, thrive on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. When we are young, we like to challenge our peers in almost everything - be it studies, computer games (like DOTA, CS, Halo 2) or sports. When we are older, we like to challenge ourselves in our careers. We like to live in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;combat zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we guys overcome challenges in our lives, it gives us a certain sense of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. To be exact, it makes us feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;validated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Each of us will believe that "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". Somehow, this is part of the guys' make up. And it's &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;terribly important&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/single_sofa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="205" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/single_sofa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Conversely, when we guys refuse to take up any challenges in life, we &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lose the &lt;strong&gt;fighting spirit&lt;/strong&gt; in us&lt;/span&gt;. We &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lose the &lt;strong&gt;zest&lt;/strong&gt; in life&lt;/span&gt;. We &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;don't dare to &lt;strong&gt;take&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;risks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Everything becomes a rountine. We just want to be comfortable right where we are. And when there's a turn of events (of which we can't control, like natural diasters) that shake us up, we would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;paralysed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not being able to respond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, the latest challenge came early this year. I was given the opportunity to either apply for teaching in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raffles Institution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hwa Chong Institution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, I graduated from Hwa Chong more than 10 years ago. It would of course be more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me to go back to my old school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I need a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;challenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in life. I need to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so that I can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That's one of the reasons why I decided to apply for RI. And right now, I'm a teacher in the school. Though the culture is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;totally different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Hwa Chong, I really felt that I've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;learnt a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and am having a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;great time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;(Of course, we must make sure that the challenges that we take up are good challenges, and not bad ones.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7779906181132185795?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7779906181132185795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7779906181132185795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7779906181132185795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7779906181132185795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/07/guys-lets-respond-to-challenges.html' title='Guys, let&apos;s respond to challenges!'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-927501286933731920</id><published>2007-06-27T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:37:10.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m a &apos;Cher'/><title type='text'>What is your Dream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had just started teaching in RI. I'm teaching 4 classes of Secondary One students Physics. As a new teacher in the school, I really would want to know my students better. Hence, I have asked some of them this question "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your dream?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them actually said they have &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;no dreams&lt;/span&gt;. Or maybe they're too shy to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I believe that it is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; to have dreams. The dreams that we have can &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shape our lives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;develope our potential&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;guide us on the right path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We should know (at least partially) what we want to aim for in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this story about Charlie Brown that I'm reminded of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/charlie_brown_lucy_football.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/charlie_brown_lucy_football.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One fine day, Charlie Brown decided to do archery. He took up his bow and arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strange thing is that, he did not have a target board. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He just shot his arrows, and wherever an arrow landed, he would walk up to it and drew a circle around it, indicating a hit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy was observing him from the side. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charlie Brown! That's not the way to do archery!?! You have to have a proper target board!&lt;/span&gt;" exclaimed Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No Lucy, you don't understand. If you do archery MY way, you would never miss your target.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aim at nothing&lt;/span&gt;, of course we will &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never miss&lt;/span&gt;. If we have no dreams or visions for ourselves, our lives would be pretty &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haphazard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purposeless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dream is to be able to speak into the lives of young people and transform their lives for the better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, what is your dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/nature_floweringtree_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Woodrow Wilson, 28th President of America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-927501286933731920?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/927501286933731920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=927501286933731920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/927501286933731920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/927501286933731920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-your-dream.html' title='What is your Dream?'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-7119337603195249638</id><published>2007-06-24T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:54:36.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Chalet @ Aloha Changi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finished a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 Days 2 Nights&lt;/span&gt; chalet cum church retreat at Aloha Changi. It was really a great time together with all the youths from 4 different cell groups. Everyone who went were &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tremendously blessed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I would like to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;give thanks&lt;/span&gt; to the people who has &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;blessed me&lt;/span&gt; personally during the stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kelly Chia, Dun Lin and Stephen&lt;/span&gt; (the other 3 cell leaders)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;partnering&lt;/span&gt; me to put together this little retreat. Without you all, this wouldn't be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kenneth, Jarrell, Kevin, Glenn, Clement and Adlar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your very presence is a great &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt; to me. And I know that each of you are really growing in &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;maturity&lt;/span&gt;. It was really fun interacting with all of ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yingxin, Venelyn and Yingzhi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kopi-talk&lt;/span&gt;. It was really interesting. I will help you all keep a look out. If next time, got those &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nerd nerd and honest type&lt;/span&gt;, I know who to intro. If got those handsome &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and humorous&lt;/span&gt; one.. also will intro. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sherry, Felicia, Siokyit and Shermaine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt; that you all produced or induced throughout the chalet. Your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; was really contagious. (Btw, I'm really &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;, not 36.... &amp; I &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DONT &lt;/span&gt;act cute lah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Many others who came to the chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really thankful that you all make the effort to come down, even though some of you were really busy. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wonderful youths&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-55.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="600" height="475" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-55.slide.com&amp;amp;channel=144115188085760597&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;il=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;th=33&amp;id=144115188085760597&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-55.slide.com/p1/144115188085760597/be_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=17&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;th=33&amp;id=144115188085760597&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-55.slide.com/p2/144115188085760597/be_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-7119337603195249638?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7119337603195249638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=7119337603195249638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7119337603195249638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/7119337603195249638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/06/chalet-aloha-changi.html' title='Chalet @ Aloha Changi'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36680516.post-3128657134975392758</id><published>2007-06-17T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:42:03.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Muar - A Place of Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just came back from a little &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;retreat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my church family at Muar. It was really a great place, away from all the city lights and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;distracting stuff&lt;/span&gt; like computers, internet and handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, we just spend a day or two in almost &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;total peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Really thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Muar is such a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;peaceful&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="600" height="475" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-a8.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188085655464&amp;amp;cy=be&amp;il=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=28&amp;amp;sk=27&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;amp;th=29&amp;id=144115188085655464&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p1/144115188085655464/be_t028_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=28&amp;amp;sk=27&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;amp;th=29&amp;id=144115188085655464&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a8.slide.com/p2/144115188085655464/be_t028_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, on the second day, we decide to play some kind of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;食字路口&lt;/span&gt;. We have to find places or food that can string together in words. We started with the word &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/MuarHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/MuarHouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Muar House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/HouseofJoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/HouseofJoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; House of Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Zoysia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Zoysia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Zoysia (a kind of grass)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Xia-mi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Xia-mi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Xia-mi (shrimp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Mi-Lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Mi-Lo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Mi-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Lo-ti-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Lo-ti-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Lo-ti (Roti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/TeawithIce-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/TeawithIce-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Tea with Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/IceTeh-O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/IceTeh-O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ice Teh-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Otah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Otah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Otah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Ta-Mee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/Ta-Mee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ta-mee (eat noodles) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/MeeSiput.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/MeeSiput.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Mee Siput &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Muar House -&gt; House of Joy -&gt; Zoysia (means grass) -&gt; Xia-mi (shrimp) -&gt; Mi-lo -&gt; Lo-ti (Roti) -&gt; Tea with Ice -&gt; Ice Teh-O -&gt; Otah -&gt; Ta-mee (eat noodles) -&gt; Mee Siput&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36680516-3128657134975392758?l=lovingeveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3128657134975392758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36680516&amp;postID=3128657134975392758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3128657134975392758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36680516/posts/default/3128657134975392758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingeveryday.blogspot.com/2007/06/muar-place-of-peace.html' title='Muar - A Place of Peace'/><author><name>Nicodemus Pang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897398388074006242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YJV-zvenSs/Tu8JJvyCgPI/AAAAAAAAB5g/JqbCrUUZ5oQ/s220/IMG_6747.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l43/shijiang/Muar%20Retreat%20June%202007/th_MuarHouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
